My Word: Alright, so here I go, trying to keep this going, but I'm sorry, but I just can't seem to keep going with this. I'm trying, I really am, but it's just, hard to come up with new things when I'm going through some things here. I'd explain, but it'd go too far. I have been thinking of starting a new one though, with the zombies, and just… Well, yea. Anyway, on with the story.

Devan sighed as she went walking down the hall of the hotel, a cellphone held to her ear as she spoke to the principal of the school she was going to. They been forced on another tour, and she couldn't pretend to be sick forever, and what she was currently pretending to have, was something she'd had as a kid, and couldn't get a second time. Chicken pox wasn't something that a teenager often got, unless they'd been around kids, and now they had to come with some other story, and the best thing they could think of was a trip to the hospital to visit someone, and a kid being around there who'd had it. Which was a bit of a stretch, but it worked well enough to get it done. But even with things, over a week with it, was… Suspicious.

"Yes sir, but… I've tried sir. I mean, we can just tell everyone, and I can go there myself, just as me, but then, it wouldn't be very easy. For once in my life, I actually like school. But then, that might just have to do with the fact that well… I get to be with Do most of the day. No, I understand… Yes sir, I'll let her know." She said before she was hanging up and knocking on a door that had been down the hall from hers. Down the entire hall at that. The door opened quickly, and she smiled that cocky crooked smile of hers "Hey wicked witch; the principal wants you to call him. And… I don't want to hide anymore, the label might hate it, but he thinks it'd be good for everyone if they all knew I was going back to school. I already got the idea all set up… Mind if I use the phone in here? Great, thanks." She said as she walked right past her and over to where the phone was sitting to pick it up and dial out. Her new friend, the very openly gay guy, whom sat down with them that day beneath the tree, the very same who was now her rock and tormentor in one at school. She waited for it to ring, knowing it was going to go to his home phone, because his cell phone just wouldn't work for her little plan. Plus calling house phones were cheaper from state to state, and she knew the caller id would be better to tell him where it was coming from, and she knew that he was a fan of both their groups, and that he was going to likely know who was staying at the hotel that she was calling from. She was really hoping for that girlish squeal he always did when she told him something about the two groups that he didn't know before, and hoped that this way, he would stop calling her a super fan, because really, she wasn't.

"Hello?" was the shaky start that she hadn't been fully expecting, so the big grin came to her face when she heard him. "Well, hello oh so annoying friend of mine." She said, instead of going with what she'd originally planned on doing. But it'd been partially worth it when she heard his exasperated sigh on the other end. "Oh, it's you Ally… I thought you were one of the girls from Sugar Rush for a moment there." He said, and she could hear the confusion in his voice with his next sentence. "Hang on a tick, why on earth are you in a hotel in California when you're supposed to be sick with the chicken pox here in New York?" he asked, earning a throaty chuckle from the pop star. "Who do you always say I look like?" she asked him, hoping to distract him, and give him hints at the same time. "Ally, I tell you a million times a day that you look like Devan Keller, and you get mad at me every time we do. I don't get what this has to do with you being in Cali, aside from you deciding to play sick to ditch me here and go see Sugar Rush yourself. They're supposed to be there right now, you know." He informed her, for what was probably the thousandth time since he'd heard that they were going back on tour. She chuckled again, and smiled as she stretched out on the couch that she was sitting on in the hotel room that wasn't hers. "You say I sound like her too, don't you?"

"Yes, of course you do, I swear you two are like twins… Wait! Are you two twins!? Please tell me my best friend is one of my idol's twins, and that, in the future, they'll ask me to help make a baby for Devi and Do!" he said loud and over dramatically, grinning from ear to ear as he did so, joking around like he always did about the group, because he knew that it annoyed the hell out of Ally/Devi. But what made him drop the phone, and faint, was the outburst that came out of his friend's mouth. "What!? What makes you think that Do and I even want children!? Oh g-d! She's said something in an interview, hasn't she!? I don't want to marry Do so soon!" When nothing was said for a long time, Devi got worried. "Kota? Hello, Kota? Shit! Dakota? Dakota!?" she yelled into her end of the phone, wincing as she was shushed. But she kept trying, getting louder and louder as she continued to not get an answer. Finally, there was an answer, and she let out a heavy sigh "Is he okay?"

"Mind telling me why my son's passed out?" was the question asked from the deep voice of an annoyed and angry man. "Um, he likely fainted, because this is Devan Keller of Sugar Rush, and I've offered to spend some time with him when I get back to New York, because of his friend Ally who's told me how big of a fan he is." She easily explained to the man she knew was his father. The father who didn't like having a gay son, but might shut up about it if his son had an in with someone rich and famous. "Oh! Well, I'll just… Um… Thank you." He said, adding a quick good-bye before he was hanging up, likely to try and brag about it what had just been told to him, or forcefully wake up his son. Devan could only let up a heavy sigh, hang up on her end before she was rising off the couch, and tossing a see ya over her shoulder as she raced out the door.

^^^An Hour Later^^^

"Hello?" Devi said as she answered the phone in a daze, having been staring blankly at the TV screen for the better part of the hour. She had been watching a movie when she zoned out entirely. "Huh? What was that? I'm sorry, I was a little distracted." She said, before she was slowly grinning. "Oh, yes, Kota, he's finally come around, please, put him through." She said, waiting for his voice. The moment she heard him, she could not help, but laugh out loud. "You Bitch! How dare you leave me to think that you were someone else, and currently sick, for which I had been making you a card by the way. You should have told me who you were, and brought me along with you, as I could have easily pretended to be sick as well, because that school hates me, and my parents don't care for me. I was left on the floor, right where I'd passed out."

"Fainted." She corrected with a grin. "You fainted, Kota." She told him, laughing when he huffed, and started to go on a rant on her about how it wasn't fainting, but passing out from shock. After a little while, she had to stop him. "Are you done yet? Or, are you just going to keep talking? How about I just call and leave a message so you can faint… Oh wait, I mean pass out." She said, chuckling as he got a little indignant, but didn't say a word. "Okay, good. Now, when I get back, you can come to the house and meet everyone else, and then I'm going to go and spend the day with my girl Do. Deal? Good. Now, tell me about the assholes at school. They still making fun of me and you?" she asked, smiling as they easily fell into a conversation about school, friendship taking place over her lie about who she'd been. They'd get to the story about it eventually, because she wanted to wait until they were face to face. But that mostly had to do with the fact that she wanted to see his face when he heard.

^^^A Week Later^^^

"No! Why!?" Devi complained when her phone began to ring the moment she flopped down onto the couch into a very comfortable position. She groaned, and whined as she fell onto her side, and dug around in her pocket for her phone to answer and hold up to her ear with a very groggy hello. It'd been a long flight, from she didn't remember where, and all she really wanted to do was to get some sleep. She had school to go to the next morning, one that she would probably be dragging their youngest member too as, during the assembly that morning, she would be revealing herself, and that many announcements would be made. Okay, they were more likely to be rules, but still.

"No, Kota, not today. We just got back, and I'm exhausted. How about tomorrow, after school… Or, whenever after school is when I go back, because, honestly, I'm completely out of it, and backwards. So, I'll see you when I do." She told him before she was hanging up the phone, and yawning as she stretched herself out about the couch. The other members of Sugar rush had gone upstairs, into their own rooms, and to bed, where she herself should have been as well. But they were all tired, and as soon as they got comfortable, the entire band was sound asleep.