Joe's POV

Where the hell is Nick? I have been waiting in my room for him, and every few minutes I began wondering if Nick was hurt or even worse dead? Besides he save me from death when I was on my way here. If I didn't stop at 7- Eleven the car crash would have killed me.

I waited for another 20 minutes before giving up. I walk over to the bookcase by the bathroom and look at the bunch of big books as thick as a dictionary. I ran over the names and pause at a thick book.

I pulled it out and flip through the pages until the ending. It was well like about 500 pages. I closed the book and looked at the side of the cover. Twilight.

I always heard of the book; saw how famous it was in 2008, especially for Robert Pattinson. Well what the heck? I have nothing else to do. TV was boring anyway.

I sat on my bed and lean back against the wall, placing a cold can of beer by the night table. I sat there for about an hour and just read.

The door slowly opened and Nick came in with a bunch of paper stapled together. I groaned, "I don't have to read those too do I?"

He glanced upward and just grinned. "Joe seriously you're reading Twilight?"

I gave him a defending look. "It pretty good for a forbidden love story that only girls read."

"What part are you on?" I looked down and stare at the page number. "234."

"I learned a lot just reading for a girl's mind, and a little bit about Edward voice's being seductive, and I had no idea that girls think so much about guys."

"Yeah… his voice maybe seductive but your's is very destructive."

He jumped on the bed and places his arm around my shoulder. "We've got a lot of work to do my brother."

"What that?" I asked, staring at the big file on Nick's lap.

"This is some general info on the 25 ladies. And well this is going to take awhile."

I sighed. "This isn't very much fun bro."

Nick just chuckled. "Your life is a lot better than mine right. I just had a meeting and search this whole place for the butler you were going to have."

I looked away. "Well I think he's ok." The guilty feeling inside of me was deepening thinking about James. He didn't die of course, just a twist ankle. So I just wrote him an eight thousand dollar check.

I turned back and tried to change the subject and wish Nick would just leave the matter but he usually catch my act. "Wow you got this place cleaned fast Joe." I swallowed.

"I am so proud that you actually did something for once," he continued, "I'll read you the contestants' info." Thank God.

"Ok," Nick started, "There's Kelsy, Rachel, Alana, Lisa, Mary, Felicia, Rebecca, Myka, Morgan, Karlee, Kassidy, Giovanna, Taira, Janice, Brooke, Brenda, Kristina, Cayce, Jennifer, Megan, Jessica, Anna, Tori, and of course Lilly."

I paused for a moment. "You mean that I have to memorize all these girls' names by tonight," I whined. I was surprise Nick can go that long without stopping.

"Yes," he replied, "and well you have about 7 hours until 7, so you better get going."

I stared down at the file of pictures and little bio at the bottom corner of their picture. I looked back at Nick, who still had a serious smiling face on. "There's no going back?" I asked.

He shook his head. "Unless you can build a time machine, but I doubt that, even though you have a 4.0 GPA."

"I'll be back in five minutes; I just have to give Miley a call, and get some Pinkberry."

"Ok, get me one. And by the way get back soon; you know history wasn't my best subject."

He turned around. "Of course I know. I'm your brother. I'll be back in an hour." I felt like I was living in solitude when Nick closed the door.

This was a beautiful room, but I was stuck doing stupid memorization. I turned the pages, read their bio, and continued it for like forever. When is Nick coming back here? A century.

This was so boring even though all these women were hot. They say a picture can say a thousand words, but this was as thick as a dictionary.

Nick's POV

I walked out the room, and press the speed dial. I walk across the green lawn of beautiful grasses to my Mercedes-Benz SLR McLaren, and lean against it. "Miley." I stress out.

"How did it go?" I was so relieve to hear my wife's voice.

"I got stuck here when the producers beg me to host the show," I replied. "I won't be able to come home soon." I continued, why did I agree to do this nonsense?

"How did the talk with Lilly go?"

I continue to sigh. "Well it was a lot better than I thought. She didn't want me dead but Joe did, but that's not the point. I got Joe doing a bunch of memorizing while I go to Pinkberry.

"She said that that was repay when I clean the paint of her mansion."

"She at least forgave us, and didn't kill you."

I smiled for once. "I'm just glad that I'm alive and I could hear your voice Mi."

I stepped into the car, and continued to talk to Miley. "I have to go Miley. I love you. Ok. Bye."

I closed the phone and took out my car keys. The drive from the set wasn't short but wasn't long; furthermore it was a twenty minutes drive.

On the drive I started thinking if I should stay, but I couldn't figure it out. I cared about my family and Joe. On top of everything he protected me with his arms when our tour bus was hit by a careless truck driver.

I parked right in front of Pinkberry, and there were ten to fifteen paparazzi outside taking flashes to me. They stepped a few steps back when I opened and closed the car door.

"Nick! Nick! Over here!" I walked to the front door, and could already notice that the dozens of people inside notice me.

Even though paparazzi are basically on some celebrities' most hated list, but they know what places to enter and not to enter.

I walked in, and tilted my head a little to see everyone in the building genuinely smiling at me.

"How may I help you Mr. Gray."

I turned back, "Yeah can I get two frozen yogurt, one with strawberries and bananas, and the other one with those and chocolate chips. And make it to go."

I gave the man ten dollars, gave him the change and head back outside. "Nick why are you in Santa Monica?"

"Who is the other cup of yogurt for?"

"Nick! Nick! Nick! Could you please answer?"

I stopped and paid attention to their questions. "We all know that Joe Gray is here to film the Bachelor season special, but why are you here?"

"I am here to support my brother. And I am hosting 'The Bachelor' because Chris Harrison was just recently in an accident and still is in the hospital."

That's where I end it. The paparazzi still wanted more, but I had nothing more. The drove back was shorter than the drove to Pinkberry, probably because my mind was clear.

I stopped in front of the set and walked to Joe's room, smiling. I slowly and quietly opened the door, being able to hear the little squeaky sound that doors always make.

I saw that Joe was asleep, burying his head into the bio file. I just let out a little chuckle. I closed the door, and his head shot up. "What what is it? Pinkberry!"

I gave him the one with chocolate chips. I was still smiling. No matter how much 'my family' means to me, family was important too, and it's only for a month, then we'll come back to Malibu, then to Beverly Hills.

Joe got up and placed his arm around my shoulder. "I don't know my life would have been if I didn't have you as a brother."

I gave his a goofy grin. "Well I don't know about my life if you weren't there for me either." I placed my other arm around his shoulder. "Besides that's what brothers are for. I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying right here with my big bro."

My phone started ringing. I pulled my arm away and answered it. "Hello. What."

I closed it and turned to Joe. "There's a big problem. And the show maybe shut down completely."

He stared at me filled with confusion and disappointment. "It's big. Seriously Joe."

Wow. I could not believe the long break I took from this story, but well at least I'm trying to get back on track about updating.

I'm graduating in May, and I have been busy lately, and in my spare time I spend most of it in the Twilight section since I have a job there, which is a lot more serious than in the Hannah Montana section since I have to write a message to the writer with over a thousand reviews and I just met someone who has the same birthday as Nick Jonas.

I will try to update soon, and regularly if I get new ideas. OR IF I GET IDEAS FROM YOU GUYS.

I just found myself a beta for Best Man & Maid of Honor, and I don't want to give her trouble for this one. I am thinking of looking for another beta for this story so if any of you guys want the job, PM or put it in the review.

Just one more thing I need to do. I will start a new system for my stories. Anyone who reviews this chapter will get a sneak peek of the next chapter, which will be much long. This was just a little something I wrote because to say sorry for not updating regularly.

SO ANYONE WHO WILL REVIEW THIS CHAPTER WILL GET A SNEAK PEEK OF THE NEXT CHAPTER.

THINK ABOUT THE BETA JOB IF YOU LIKE IT.