Assumptions

Summary- Everyone knew that assuming was bad, but they still did it anyways. One assumed that he was mental. Another assumed that he was just joking all the time. No one, not even Jason expected this...

Chapter Two- Crazy Girls


10 minutes later:
Shane finally exited his hotel room with a satisfied smile. He had insisted that the hair straightener would work its 'magic' better when it was closer to his personal belongings. As well feeling the need to straighten his hair, Shane also 'needed' to carefully slick his hair back with hair gel. The whole ordeal consumed 10 more minutes of their needed time. By the time Connect Three was ready to leave, they were already 20 minutes late.

"You really need to wake up earlier next time Shane. It's already 6:50." Nate said with a hint of annoyance in his voice. The trio and their body guard Big Bob, who had been standing outside of Shane and Nate's shared room, walked down the long hallway and into the elevator. Big Bob held a straight face, despite the boys constant arguing and bickering, and crossed his arms. Jason, on the other hand, smiled as he pressed the 'Lobby' button on the elevator. Luckily for all of them, namely Connect Three, there were no fan girls or anyone else in the elevator with them.

Shane rolled his eyes at Nate and leaned on one of the bars inside the elevator. "Maybe if we had a better schedule, then I would wake up earlier." He retorted.

The youngest member scoffed at his band mate. "You're just mad because of your Mitchie abstinence." Mitchie Torres was a girl Shane met this summer at Camp Rock. Apparently, she was the girl with 'the voice' and that fact gave the middle band member and epiphany. It wasn't that Nate didn't like Mitchie, she truly was a nice and genuine girl, but when Shane wasn't doing anything relatively related to her, he could be a pretty bipolar guy.

"Whatever"

No other conversations went on in the elevator after that. Shane just stood there, grumbling to himself about how Nate was 'a jealous sewage rat with bad hair'. On the other hand, Nate glared menacingly at the elevator buttons. Big Bob stood in the same position, arms crossed with a serious expression, and Jason was swiftly texting away on his Blackberry phone.

Ding!

The elevator doors opened and Connect Three was greeted by small part of the hotel staff. Unfortunately, the outsides of the grand hotel were the fans, who started screeching at the top of their lungs the moment the boys came into view, and the annoying paparazzi trying to get the boys attention. Still, Connect Three was unfazed by it all.

The four casually walked through the lobby, giving thanks to the kind hotel staff, and exited the building. That was when the screaming became much more intense that any living thing with hearing would be in torture.

"OHMIGOD NATE! I LOVE YOU!!!" One fan screamed while furiously waving a poster, which read 'Ohmigod! Nate, I love you!' which was next to a blown up picture of the youngest Connect Three member.

"Shane! Shane! What caused such a dramatic attitude change this past summer!?" A journalist, who should have had the title 'Gossip Writer' written on her forehead, asked.

"JASON I MADE A BIRDHOUSE FOR YOU!" This particular comment made Jason's smile widen, though there were at least twenty more birdhouses within a 2 feet perimeter.

The boys simply smiled and waved to the fans, though they didn't bother to stop and sign autographs or take pictures. That was what the CD signing would be for. Police officers stood along the sides of the boys to ensure they made a safe exit. Big Bob also walked in the front of the boys to defend them from the ravaging fan girls. More shouts from the fans and paparazzi continued as Connect Three made their royal exit.

A black stretch limo was parked at the end of the 'aisle' and a chauffeur stood by the side of the doors. He greeted the four with a nod and opened the door. Big Bob step back to let the boys enter first, though the fan girls behind him were practically clawing at him. Jason was the first to enter the limousine, followed by Shane, who was starting to get frustrated by the excited girls. Nate waved to the fans and exclaimed, "We hope to see you all at the CD signing!" With that, he entered the limo with Big Bob close behind. Immediately the chauffeur closed the door and the limo sped off. Some fan girls started chasing the limo whilst still screaming 'I love you's' to the boys.

20 minutes later-

Connect Three and their bodyguard made their grand entrance into a not-so-famous music store from the back. Shane was leading the other three, his self-esteem sitting in a baby high chair. Behind him, Nate and Jason strolled casually, going about their debate on whether an iPhone or a Blackberry was better. Big Bob followed closely behind the boys. He was taking glances at some of the few employees of the store, who tried their hardest not to stare.

"You're late boys" Their manager, Richard, said as the boys approached him.

Shane shrugged off the comment as he took the middle seat of the three chairs. "Our bad." he said.

Nate and Jason both followed suit and took their respective seats on the side of the lead singer. "You can blame Shane for our tardiness." Nate explained. Jason chuckled as Shane shot the two members a glare.

"Never mind that boys. This is Carl, the store owner." Richard stated as the man, Carl, stepped in front the table where the signing would be done. A nod from Richard indicated that Carl could begin to speak.

"Thank you so much for coming boys. It is an honor to have you here." The members of Connect Three all smiled and each took a turn standing up and shaking the man's hand before returning to their seats. "If it wouldn't be too much, would you sign a poster and CD for my little girl? She simply can't get enough of you three."

Nate nodded from his side and flashed a smile. "We'd gladly sign something for her. After everything you've done for us today."

A poster of the three and a copy of their newest CD, Play my Music, was passed down from Nate, to Shane, and then finally Jason. All three signed the objects before Carl collected them with thanks.

"I guess I should leave you to your CD signing. I'll be standing with your manager if you need anything." And with that, he walked off to the back.

The boys each took a deep breath before indicating to two of the store employees that they could open the door. Once the doors were wide open, the screaming fan girls poured in the store. They all ran to attempt to be the first person in line. A young teenage girl, who looked to be the age of 14, won that challenge.

"I love you." She managed to choke out before holding out a copy of the CD to Nate. "Please...sign."

Nate stared at her wide eyed and generously took the CD from her hand. "Alright." He opened the case and took out the tiny booklet to sign. His signature ended up beside his posed photo and the booklet and CD case was passed to Shane and Jason, who also signed their names. Jason added a smiley face next to his name before placing everything back to place. He gladly returned the object to the young girl, who beamed a smile to him and then the other two members. "Thank you....so much."

A similar process continued. Girls, with an occasional guy, who ask the boys for an autograph and maybe even a picture, their wish would be granted, and then they would be escorted out of the store by an employee. The same thing went on until it was 8:00.

The last of the fan girls had to be 'escorted' out by Big Bob. In other words, they would lash out to try to get close to one of the Connect Three boys and Big Bob had to restrain them by nearly dragging them out of the CD store. Once they were all out, the doors were locked. Outside, fans were still banging on the doors and both the fans and the paparazzi were snapping photographs.

"Come, let's go somewhere else more secluded and peaceful." Carl said as he led Connect Three, Richard, and Big Bob to the back of the store. Jason was a bit reluctant to go since he didn't want to leave behind his gifts, fearing that they would get trashed 'accidently'.

Each of the band members had received a gift of their liking, well except for Shane who got pestered.

Jason, much to his joy, was bombarded with at least two dozens of birdhouses. Not much of a surprise there.

Nate was given quite a number of clothing items, mainly ties and socks. At a positive point, at least they had an attention span to know that his socks were seemingly precious.

Shane, on the other hand, was given something that was used on a daily basis- styling gel. And lots of it. That part of the gift made him smile, but the other 'gifts' which were girls who actually had the nerve to come and pretend to be Mitchie, bothered him, as well as freaked him out. Some looked very similar, some looked nothing like her. Even one man had attempted to be a fake Mitchie.

The five sat in a backroom of the store and each person was given a cup of coffee, courtesy of Carl. "So how did that go for you boys?" Richard asked.

"I liked my presents." Jason piped up as he poured a third packet of sugar in his coffee. His hand reached for a fourth packet when Nate slapped his hands. The eldest member frowned at this, but instead decided to grab the non-dairy creamer.

"Nothing special really." Shane took a sip of his coffee before continuing. "We've been to way worse."

Carl and Richard laughed at the comment. "That's good. Wouldn't want anything bad to harm you boys." Their manager said with a smirk before returning to a conversation with Carl.

'Of course you wouldn't.' Shane thought sarcastically. He groaned when Nate elbowed him and returned a glare.

"Cool it Shane." Nate said sternly before averting his attention back to his coffee. It was like he could read minds.

Shane scoffed at his friend. A heavy silence fell between the three band members, but was quickly ended by Jason's complaint. "My head hurts." He whined. Again, Shane only scoffed at his friend and pulled out his iPhone to text Mitchie, though it was 5:00 A.M where she was. Mitchie had gone to visit Caitlyn in Manhattan, New York, as did Tess, Lola, Ella, and Peggy, who had only recently finished recording 'Here I am' with Shane.

Nate sighed. He, along with Shane, was in a frustrated mood to really care at the moment. "Just take some aspirin when we get back to the hotel. You'll be fine Jase."

Jason only nodded in return. Richard stood up and shook hands with Carl, who did the same. Connect Three and Big Bob returned the same action, as well as thanking the store owner again. The boys, their manager, and their bodyguard all left through the back door, only to once again be bombarded by the screeching fan girls.


A/N: Good? Bad? Okayish? I hope you liked it =D I have Chapter 3 partially typed up, but it's kind....lame at the moment lol It'll get better ^^ Reviews are welcomed ^^ Thanks! 8D