If we were a movie, you'd be the right guy, and I'd be the best friend, that you'd fall in love with, in the end we'd be laughing, watching the sunset, fades to black, shows the names, plays that happy song...Miley Cyrus, If We Were A Movie

A/N: Hola thingies...Haha del lector del cyber del companero del y'all...que fueron escritos todo en espanol! Yay!

HaHa...That was all in Spanish...I, uh, wrote it all myself...

Okay, let me just say a huge thank you to BabelFish Translation...It really helped me out...

So, uh, yeah...Sorry for not updating ASAP! I was doing, uh...stuff...

AWKWWWARDDD!

Jonas, I'm having a weird phase! RUN FOR IT!

You

Chapter Three

Kevin stood in front of Nick's bedroom door, his hand raised in a fist.

"Nick?" He asked uncertainly, knocking on the door several times. There was a moment of silence.

"What?" Came the irritated voice of Nick as a reply. Kevin rolled his shoulders in a circle.

"Uh…Mom said we're going to leave in soon…" Kevin replied softly. The door was suddenly thrashed open, revealing a saddened looking Nick.

"Oh…Okay…" He told Kevin quietly, walking back into his room and picking up a box. "Help me take these boxes down, will you?" Kevin nodded, walking into Nick's room.

"Sure…"

An Hour Later

"Come on boys!" There father told his sons cheerfully, leading them out of the house. "We're moving for you guys, the least you could do is be happy!" Joe and Kevin both groaned, opening the cars doors and stepping in. "You too Nicholas!" Nick said nothing, stepping into the car after Joe. There mother and Frankie already sat in the car, while Paul was getting into the driver's seat.

"Say goodbye to Wyckoff, New Jersey boys!" Denise cried, clapping her hands together. "We're going to LA!"

Five Months Later

Laura Maes sat at the back of the yellow bus that took her to and from school. Her head was lolled back, as she let out a long sigh.

"I hate Monday's…" She groaned to herself, as the bus came to a halt. Her head moved upwards, so it was looking at the front of the bus.

"Laura!" Her best friends Zachary Herrin, Rita Woods and Samuel Hope chorused together. Rita taking a seat besides her, while Zachary and Samuel took two seats in front.

"Guess what!" Rita said excitedly, a huge grin plastered onto her face.

"Let me guess…You had a dream were you were married to Matthew Foster…And you enjoyed it!" Zachary replied, jokingly, as Rita's face showed a look of terror.

"Ew, gross! No!" She exclaimed, shaking her head. "There's this new band called the Jonas Brother's and the youngest one's called Nick! And he's our age! And he's super sexy!" Zachary and Samuel both rolled there eyes, turning there attention to the latest football scores, while Laura sat quietly, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Nick Jonas?" She asked quietly. Rita nodded enthusiastically.

"Ooh! Yeah! Nicholas Jerry Jonas! He is supper sexy!" She replied quickly.

"I think I know him…" Laura said quietly. Rita let out a huge gasp, jumping up and down excitedly in her seat.

"You know him!" She shouted, "Like, Oh My Jonas!" Laura rolled her eyes.

"Maybe…I need to see a picture of him…" Rita whipped out a picture from her pocket and shoved it under Laura's gaze.

"Well?" She asked impatiently, tapping the picture with one of her long finger nails. "Do you know him?" Laura nodded slowly.

"Yeah…We were best friends…"

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Meanwhile, On The Road On The Jonas Brother's Tour Bus

"Nick?" Joe shouted, shaking his youngest brother. "Wake up already! We've got a radio interview in, like, an hour!" Nick's eyes opened quickly, sitting up straight in his tour bus bed.

"What?" He asked quietly. Joe shook his head, walking over to his bunk under Kevin's and sitting down.

"We. Have. An. Radio interview in half an hour." Joe stated simply, falling backwards on his bed. Nick shrugged his shoulders, slowly climbing out of his bed.

"So?" He asked, walking over to the bus' bathroom and opening the door. "They won't be able to see me, will they?"

"The kid's got a point…" Kevin piped up, walking by the two beds and picking up his guitar.

"Hey!" Nick protested, stamping his foot. "I'm not a kid!" Joe and Kevin both rolled there eyes as Joe stood up.

"No…Your right…" Joe told him, nodding his head.

"You're not the kid! We're the kids of the future!" Kevin and Joe mimicked, as Joe fell back down onto his bed.

"Shut up!" Nick said jokingly, walking into the bathroom.

Back On The School Bus

"You…Know…Nick Jonas…" Rita stuttered; making Laura sink in her seat. "You know Nick J-" Before Rita could continue, Laura covered her mouth with her hand.

"Do you want the whole bus to know?" Laura asked irritably, taking her hand off of Rita's mouth. Rita shook her head, sinking in her seat.

"I so don't believe this though! I mean…He's famous!" She told Laura quietly. Laura nodded.

"Well…" She began, shrugging her shoulders. "You only moved here three months ago, and he moved away five months ago…"

"What about Zach and Sam?" Nina asked. Laura shrugged her shoulders, sinking in her seat.

"I wasn't friends with them until Nick moved away…" Laura told her.

"Well…Can't they remember him?" Rita asked slowly.

"Firstly, they are boys, they can't even remember there girlfriends birthday's!" Laura exclaimed, "And secondly, no…Probably not…He wasn't that popular…" Rita nodded solemnly.

"I see…" Rita replied, sitting up straighter. "We have to go to one of there concerts!" Laura's eyes widened, as she shook her head furiously.

"Nuh-ah! You are not taking me to one of his concerts!" She exclaimed. Rita laughed quietly.

"Firstly, there are three of them in the group, it's not just him! And secondly, you still owe me a favour!" Nina told her, smiling. Laura merely groaned as the bus pulled up in front of her school.

This was going to be one long day.


Ooh! So there it was...Chapter THREE! Yay! I'm over-using Yay! at the moment, BTW, so get used to it :)

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P.S. Hm...Do you think they should make a youtube video of Joe chasing ducks? I do...That would be AWESOME! Ooh! And check out my other stories: I'm Joe Jonas/Missing/Seaview High...Yeah...Now Peace-Out!