Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was going to happen next.

-Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland.

Still puzzled about why the hell she was stuck in her own fan fiction, Macy decided it would be smart to call up her best friend Stella. Maybe she might know what the heck was going on. To have some privacy, Macy slipped into the tiny bathroom at the end of the bus. God, I hope Stella doesn't think I'm a total idiot…

"Hey Mace! Wha-" Cutting Stella off, Macy started talking in a low voice, paranoid that one of the boys might overhear her conversation.

"Listen to me Stella- and do not laugh. I think I'm going insane."

Stella Malone had to keep herself from erupting with laughter, sometimes she worried deeply about her best friend. "Umm, okay Macy? And why is this?"

"Alright, you remember the other week when I told you about that website, the fan fiction one? And how I was writing one about JONAS?"

"Of course I remember, Macy, I thought you were reallllly getting, like majorly obsessed. Like, stalkerish obsessed." Macy was getting so annoyed by Stella's remarks, but right now she had something more important to discuss than how much of a jerk Stella was being.

"I need you to pull it up. Go to www dot fanfiction dot net, then once you're there go to the search bar and look up 'On the Road With JONAS'"

"Macy look, I'm really not up for these little games, I have to get the rest of these outfit for the boys together, so when they come back next week they'll have more clean cloth-" Cutting her friend off again, Macy had gotten very frustrated.

"I don't care what you're doing!" Macy shrieked into the phone, her voice shrill and somewhat panicked, "I don't care if you're freaking putting together an outfit for the freakin' president! JUST. DO. IT. Now. Please." Huffing out a short breath of air, Macy tried to calm her self down.

Stella Malone was shocked- her best friend hadn't gotten that upset since…since…well, since the time little Ricky Lane beat her on the tennis court. "Alright! Alright! I will! Hold on." Getting up from her bed and walking to her wooden desk, Stella did as Macy told her to and went to the website; pulling up her fan fiction. "I cannot tell you how incredibly weird this is, Macy…"

"Stella!"

"Okay, okay! Now what do you want me to do?"

"I want you to read it."

"You what!? NO! That's just weird Macy…really, really, really weird." Stella Malone was not going to read a story that her once overly obsessed friend wrote about her three best friends.

"Stella, please, please; please! I'll let you give me a Stella makeover when I get home! I'll do anything! Just please, please, please read it." Stella thought for a moment…hmm giving Macy a makeover…

"Fine! But do I get to give you a new outfit, with high heels and everything?"

"Yes Stella!"

"Yay! Okay, give me a few minutes." Macy then heard someone approach the door,

she was starting to get nervous and Stella was taking forever to read just the short first chapter. Just when Macy thought she was going to explode because of her nerves, Stella finally spoke up.

"Mace…this is soo weird. This is like…it's like, your life, are you writing a diary or something?"

"Yes it is! And no, no I'm not, look at the date, that was three weeks ago whe-" Now, Stella was cutting Macy off.

"When Kevin asked you to be his girlfriend and go on tour with him…" Stella said, trailing off as she stared at her computer screen open mouthed.

"Exactly."

Blah, this chapter is not the best. And it's way short. I'll try to update again tomorrow. –Mandy.