"I'm tired! Jason, why are we up so early?" a boy with bushy eyebrows and wavy, long-ish hair asked, yawning.
"I'll tell you later, Shane," Jason, a boy with straight hair said sternly.
"Yeah, Shane, don't be such a baby," another boy with very curly hair grumbled. He was a little bit pissed off at being woken up early. After all, their manager said it was a rest day. And they were here. NOT RESTING.
"Awww, why, Natey? Ya cranky?" Shane teased, poking the curly-haired kid. Said boy shot Shane a death glare in response. That shut him up. Jason sighed. He hated when his brothers fought, and it was usually pointless too. Just like now.
"Nate, stop shooting Shane your 'death glare' please! He's going to run away. Like last time. And the time before that," he said, "We have to meet fans, remember?"
"Riiiiight. Sorry." Nate looked around. The three brothers were in a big room, alone. They were all sitting on a red couch, which faced another red couch. In between the couches was a glass table and beside the couch Connect 3 was on was a big, beautiful plant. There were a lot of them in this room, but the prettiest, in Nick's opinion, would be a plant at the far end of the room, the one beside another couch, but it was blue this time. The plant had red roses all over it. The couch had two pillows, one green, and one yellow. There was also a glass table in front of it. Nate looked to his right and saw a big, brown door. He knew that outside that door their bodyguard, Big Bob, was waiting for the signal to let fans in.
"Send 'em girlies in Big Bob!" Shane shouted. They heard walking, so Nate thought that he was going to go get the next group.
" Oh before I forget, the meet-and-greet ends at 8:50," Jason said.
" YES! What time is it?!" Shane exclaimed. Nate looked at his watch.
"8:30."
"20 more minutes then WE ARE FREE!" Shane shouted, standing up and doing his little Happy Dance, which, in Nate's opinion, was pretty stupid for a 19-year-old boy. So, he did what he always did when Shane did his Happy Dance, he rolled his eyes. (Insert gasp here.)
"Um, yeah, not quite."
Shane abruptly stopped in the middle of a leap (it was a part of the Happy Dance) and even Nate's emotions got the best of him. His eyes were wide and his mouth was slightly open. To tell the truth, he was looking forward to going back to sleep. On his bed in the hotel. Which was nice and comfy. And soft. But not Shane. Shane was wide-awake. That was what Happy Dances did to him. He had wanted to run all around New York. And, if he could have, the world. But that wasn't gonna happen and I'm getting off topic.
" But whyyyyyy?" Shane said in a whiny voice. Nate just had to roll his eyes again. Shane was such a baby sometimes.
"It's a… secret, now sit down, the fans are here. And fix your hair!" Jason said. Nate looked at Shane and nodded. His hair was a mess. It was all over his face. Shane quickly fixed it up and took his seat in the middle. They all looked towards the door, which had opened, revealing a group of fan girls. Who started screaming. All three brothers smiled. It was fun (and rewarding) to be rock stars. But it wasn't fun to wake up at 6:00 in the morning.
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" Ugh! Why the hell do I have to dress up? You, and I'm emphasizing the Y-O-U part here, want to meet them! NOT ME!" Rhian half -whined half- shouted. Hilarie and Kayla were currently dragging her towards a long line of people. Rhian looked at her friends. They had all dressed up nicely, much to Rhian's dismay, because that meant she had to too. Kayla was wearing black shorts (they were short but not too short) that showed off her slender legs. She was holding the shorts up with a silver belt. She was wearing a white tube top, which hugged her curves perfectly. She had a brown vest over it. On her feet were shiny black flats, which each had a silver flower on it. Her long, strawberry blonde hair was down and she had curled it at the ends. She wasn't wearing much make-up, just black eyeliner and mascara and a touch of brown eye shadow. She had white dangling earrings on and black, brown, and white bracelets. Hilarie was wearing shorts exactly like Kayla's but they were aqua blue. She was also wearing a thin black belt. She was wearing a sequined lime green tank top that hugged her curves. She had a small white jacket that she had zipped up halfway over it and she had rolled the sleeves up so they were at her elbows. On her feet were sparkly silver, glittery flats (Hilarie liked experimenting with colors). Her dirty blonde hair was in a side pony. She didn't have much make up on either, exactly like Kayla's, except her eye shadow was green and blue. On her arms were bracelets of every color. Green, blue, yellow, red, white, those were some of the colors. And she was wearing red hoop earrings.
Cyan was a teensy weensy bit more casual. She was dressed in light blue skinny jeans. She had a hot pink tank top on over a light pink shirt. She wore a white belt and on her feet were hot pink flats. (Hey, I said a teensy weensy bit, not much). Her long, elbow-length blonde hair was down and straight. She had the exact same make up as the other two, but her eye shadow was pink. She had a few silver and pink bracelets on her arm.
"You guys look great! So, why did I have to dress up, damn it! I mean I don't even like Connect 2 or whatever their name is!" Rhian whined.
"Because you usually wear baggy jeans and converse!" Kayla reprimanded her.
"Ok, I can understand the baggy jeans part, but why the converse? They're cool!"
" RHIAN!"
"Ugh! Fine! Damn it!" Kayla smiled. Rhian was too tired to come up with a good comeback in the mornings, sometimes. Hilarie let go of Rhian once they reached the end of the long line and started running ahead when she stopped by a girl in line.
"Hey what are you—" the girl stopped. She just had to stare at Hilarie. She was so pretty!
"Hm?" The girl snapped back into reality.
"Hey, WE WERE FIRST! NOW MOVE!" she screamed, pushing Hilarie roughly, which meant that she fell on Rhian, who was obviously NOT happy about it. She stood up and looked at the girl with a death glare. The girl froze up.
"Move. Now. Tramp." The girl looked shocked. She could only nod and let them pass. Cyan smiled. There was one good thing about Rhian. Wake her up in the morning, and she'll scare everyone away. Well, if you look at it from another way, it was also a bad thing. After a few more minutes of walking another girl stopped them. She was polite though. She had pretty electric blue eyes and her dark brown hair fell six inches from her elbows.
"Um, where are you guys going? The line is that way," she said pointing to the end, which was far away.
"Uh…um…oh! Right! Well, we got this!" Hilarie exclaimed, pulling out the sheet of paper that Rhian 'signed' out of her back pocket. The girl read it, her eyes getting wider and wider after each word.
"You guys are sooo lucky!" the girl squealed. Rhian sighed.
"No. We really AREN'T. Trust me." she said to the girl.
" You don't like Connect 3 either?" a voice asked.
"Lexi!" the dark brown haired girl exclaimed. From behind her, a girl, Lexi, came out. She had grayish black eyes and her hair was platinum blonde but she had dyed it yellow orange at the tips. It was layered and was about seven inches from her elbows. She had a rocker-punk style, which Rhian liked. Her friend was more like Hilarie; she was wearing lots of colors. The two girls were actually very pretty.
"Nope. Damn boys made me wake up at seven. SEVEN IN THE MORNING! What the hell!" Rhian shouted, which caused several people (mostly girls) to stare at her weirdly. She shot them all glares and they quickly looked away." Stupid idiots," she muttered, only loud enough for the 5 other girls to hear. Lexi nodded eagerly.
"Same here! I mean I don't have anything against them or anything like that, I mean, come on! They are hot! But I don't really like their music. I'm more into Simple Plan and that junk. So why am I here, you may ask? Well, because someone," Lexi stopped for a second, looking slyly at her friend, who blushed. She continued," said that I absolutely, positively must come! " She laughed. So did her friend, but nervously. The four girls laughed too.
"Hey, I like you guys! We should hang out sometime! Give me your number!" Rhian said. Lexi nodded.
"Ok! Give me yours!" she said. She pulled out her Blackberry while Rhian pulled out her Sidekick. She was the only one of the group that had three phones. Yes, three. An Iphone, a Chocolate Phone, and her personal favorite, her trusty Sidekick. She also had quite a number of Ipods. An Ipod Nano (Version 3), an IPod Touch, and an IPod Classic. She had three phones because her mom wanted her to have an Iphone( she bought the other two). Weird, I know. But that was life. Her mom also bought her the IPods. I'm getting off topic again. Sorry. I tend to do that a lot.
"Hey, what's your name?" Kayla asked the girl who stopped them. The girl's dark brown eyes looked surprised.
"Oh! I haven't told you yet? Ehehe sorry!" the girl said sheepishly, scratching the back of her head." It's Meghan."
"Oh! I'm Kayla, this is Hilarie, and this is Cyan. Oh and that's Rhian. Give me your number and I'll give you mine!" Kayla said, pointing to each of her friends as she said their names. Allie nodded and pulled out her Blackberry while Kayla pulled out her Iphone. They exchanged numbers. While the others were doing that though, Rhian and Lexi were talking.
"I feel sorry for ya Rhian, I really do. Having to spend one. Whole. Day. With them. I'm just gonna meet them for a few. Good luck," Lexi said, patting Rhian on the back. They looked like they know each other their whole lives, not for a few minutes. Rhian looked at her.
"Yeah, that's real helpful, Lexi. Real helpful." She said, her voiced drenched in sarcasm. Lexi laughed. Cyan checked the time.
"Oh. Crap. Look at the time. I'd love to talk some more but we gotta go! It's 8:37!" she exclaimed.
"Oh Ok! Bye guys! We'll see ya in there!" Hilarie said waving as she started skipping into the building. The two girls followed. Rhian started walking very slowly. Lexi and Meghan couldn't help but laugh. Hilarie and Kayla came back and started to drag her again. Lexi and Meghan waved goodbye, laughing still.
"Lemme go! I can walk by myself thank you very much!" Rhian hissed. She struggled but Kayla and Hilarie kept a strong hold. Kayla shook her head.
"No way. You'll just run away again!" she said, looking at Rhian, her bright green eyes meeting Rhian's angry hazel colored ones.
"Yeah, Rhian! That lady in Central Park wasn't looking very happy when you bumped into her and she fell. And you called her 'Sir'!" Hilarie said, giggling at the memory of what happened a few minutes ago.
"Yeah well she looked like one, so don't blame me," Rhian muttered. The other three laughed. Rhian looked up. They were inside the building, which had a high ceiling and a big chandelier. There was a big staircase leading up to the second floor and, on both floors, there were many hallways leading to who the hell knew where. Her little sightseeing moment was interrupted when she noticed a woman coming up to them. She looked twenty and had strawberry blonde hair, like Kayla's but lighter by a bit. And she looked oddly familiar. Too familiar. She looked like…Kayla.
" Kitz!" Kayla exclaimed. The woman laughed.
"Yep. Hey guys, haven't seen you in a while!" she said. Rhian gave her a smirk while everyone else ran up to hug her.
"I've missed you so much! But why are you here?" Kayla said. You see, Kithara (Kitz for short) was Kayla's sister. She ran a huge fashion design company called Illusion, along with the three other girls' sisters. That's where the girls got all their clothes. Like Kayla, she had green eyes, but they were darker than her younger sister's. Her strawberry blonde hair was elbow length and was tied in a loose ponytail. She was 21 but looked like a 16 year old.
"Hey, Kitz! Is my sister here too?" Hilarie asked. Kitz shook her head.
"They're in L.A., running the store. I'm going back too. Soon. But I'll visit you guys, promise," she explained to Hilarie.
"Oh."
"Hey, you still haven't answered my question!" Kayla said. Her older sister looked at her. Or rather, her outfit.
"Are those my shorts?"
"Kitz!"
"Fine. I'm a temporary stylist for Connect 3. And I'm also good friends with them." Kitz said. Then she immediately regretted it
"You're friends with CONNECT 3?!" Hilarie squealed. Rhian groaned and buried her face in her hands. Kitz looked at her with an apologetic smile.
"Did you guys win the contest?" she whispered to Rhian.
"How'd ya know?" Rhian asked. Kitz laughed.
"Knowing you Rhian, I know you wouldn't be here unless you were crazy, forced to, or an entirely different person. And, seeing that you're not crazy and are still sarcastic, I'm thinking its number two," she said. Rhian stared at her. She was so right. She nodded. Kitz laughed again.
" Well, come on, I have to show you the room C3 are in. It's this way," Kitz said, leading the four girls into a big hallway. They stopped in front of the big door that I mentioned earlier (ya know, the big brown one). Kitz knocked. The door opened a crack.
"Yes?" a deep voice asked her.
"Hey Big Bob. It's Kitz. The contest winners are here," Kita told the voice, or rather, the owner of the voice.
"Oh." The door opened wider and out stepped Big Bob. There was no denying it, he was big.
" Hello. Come in." he said, motioning towards the door. The girls stepped inside. But not before Rhian turned around and mouthed 'Help Me' to Kitz, who shook her head and waved. Rhian shot her a glare but Kitz ignored it. All four girls were inside and Big Rob shut the door. He pointed to the blue couch on the far end of the room.
"Umm… you'll have to wait there until Connect 3 is finished with the meet-and–greet, then you can introduce yourselves," he said. Hilarie smiled at him. He smiled back. The four girls walked to the blue couch. Rhian lied down on it and sighed.
"Might as well get some sleep," she said, closing her eyes. Cyan rolled her eyes but decided to let it pass. After all, the girl did come along with them, no matter how much she didn't want to. There was one thing about Rhian that all three girls admired very much. She cherished her friends.