There was a stunned silence in the audience before they applauded. When they did, the applause was deafening. I smiled.

"Well, I think the audience has spoken. Guys," I said, turning to the rest of the band, "Do you think we can all agree who our new bassist is?" As soon as I asked, they all answered at the exact same time.

"Kristina!" They all said. She started jumping up and down, with a smile that went from ear to ear. I went over and hugged her, and congratulated her on joining the band. She thanked me. From my pocket, I felt my phone vibrating. I pulled it out.

Incoming Call
Rosalina

I quickly walked away from all the noise and answered it.

"Hey, Rosalina." I said, trying not to sound too excited.

"Have you lost your mind Nat!?" I was stunned into silence for a second, but finally found words.

"What…what do you mean?"

"Singing that song on NATIONAL television! Dedicating it to me!? Do you know how many calls I've gotten from every newspaper around the country trying to get my comments on the song!? I'd have been on the phone with you sooner if they hadn't kept calling!"

"Well, you're on now. What'd you think?"

"Nat, it was really nice, but I told you on Valentine's Day, I love Bobby. Things are great with him. I don't feel anything for you anymore." I felt a tear start going down my face, but I quickly wiped it away.

"Don't say that, Rosalina. We've been through too much. Our day at the beach after we finished the song Fishin' For Love, our first kiss in my dressing room, how upset you were when…"

"Nat, stop it! Just stop! Yes, when all of that happened, I had strong feelings for you. I did love you. But I don't anymore. I realized that it just wasn't going to work out with you. I'm sorry, Nat. You wasted your time with that song." I could no longer contain the tears. I didn't even try to wipe them away.

"Do I mean anything to you at all anymore?" She was quiet for a few seconds. "I don't, do I? All you care about anymore is Bobby! You know what; fine, just go with him. I've got a new bassist to train."

"Nat, please listen."

"I have listened. You've said more than you know. Now it's my turn. I meant what I said when I dedicated that song to you, Rosalina. And this is the thanks I get? And after all I've done, all the years we've been best friends, all I earn is getting kicked to the curb because Bobby doesn't like me? Glad to finally see where I stand." I said, and then hung up before she could say anything.

Plan A had failed. I thought that if I put enough emotion into the song, showed her exactly how strongly I loved her, that it would shine through the spell, and open her eyes. I blindly threw my phone. I don't know what it hit, I don't know where it landed, and quite frankly, I don't care. I curled up in the egg seat and cried. I had lost everything. The only thing I still had was the band, and even that wasn't the same. I guessed it was about ten minutes later when three footsteps came down the stairs. I saw three people sit down on the couch, but couldn't quite make them out through the tears. I wiped them away, and managed to recognize Cooper, Alex, and Kristina.

"Hey Nat." Alex said. "I'm guessing the talk with Rosalina didn't go well?"

"Oh no, it went fine! I just curl up and cry my eyes out whenever things go amazingly!" I knew it was wrong to take my anger out on them, especially Alex, but no one ever said I do what's right.

"Nat, we know this is hard for you. You were so sure that your plan A would succeed." Cooper said.

"Yeah, well I was wrong. Which only leaves plan B." Kristina looked worried.

"Nat, there has to be a better option than…"

"No, Kristina, there isn't. We don't have time to make and execute another plan. This is what I have to do."

"Nat, there is time to make another plan. The premiere is in three months. That still gives us a lot of time."

"I'd agree if Rosalina were still around here, but she's not. She's gone, off with that jerk Bobby Love. I probably won't see here again between now and the premiere. I have to do this, guys." They all shook their heads, but nobody disagreed. I think it finally sunk in how much this situation sucks. Kristina got up, came over to me, and gave me a hug.

"It will work out, Nat. I promise you that. I've messed everything up, so I'll do everything I can to help you fix it."

"And I was the first person you told. You said that it was my job to help you keep everything in order, and that's exactly what I plan to do."

"And I'm your brother. It's my job to do everything I can to help you. Even if you are a pain in the patootie." Everyone said, and the other two that weren't hugging me came over and joined in the hug.

"Thanks, guys. So what do we do for three months until the premiere?" I asked. Before, my answers always somehow included Rosalina. Now I didn't know what to do.

"How about we take this one day at a time, bro? Let's start with what we do right now."

"Ok, what do we do right now?" I asked. I heard the rest of the band come down the stairs, and the audience left the apartment. In a matter of minutes, it was just me and the band. I looked at Alex, who hadn't answered. He had a smirk on his face, and I knew he was planning something devious.

"PILLOW FIGHT! EVERYONE VERSUSES NAT!" He yelled, and that was when I realized that everyone had pillows in their hands while I was defenseless. I ran to my room and grabbed my own pillow. I had moved the messages from Onita to another place. The only problem with being in my room was that I was now cornered, and I had five people with pillows coming towards me. I tried to defend myself, but was quickly taken to the ground. All I could do was put a pillow over my face and protect that.

"Ok, guys, I think he's had enough." I heard Kristina say. The pillow assault let up, and I managed to get to my feet. They all turned to walk back downstairs when I started smacking them all back. It took them all a second to realize that I actually was crazy enough to go five on one with them again, but it actually didn't go too badly. I managed to stay on my feet and push them all back down into the living room. However, I was still outnumbered, and could do little to save myself when they came at me from five different angles. Needless to say, I was on the floor again, at their mercy. They stopped and helped me up. We were all laughing.

"Nat, are you crazy? Did you really expect to win that fight, going five on one?" Thomas asked between laughs.

"Hey, I got you guys this far, didn't I?"

"That is true my brother. I did not expect you to be able to push us this far." Qaasim said. The whole thing ended with a group hug, like we were so good at doing. I smiled, but thought about what Thomas had asked.

"Nat, are you crazy?"

The only answer I could come up with was yes. I had to be completely crazy, if I seriously planned to go through with plan B.