#####BRADIE#####

The plane descended slowly, and I clenched the sides of the chair.

My knuckles gripped the foam, forcing handprints into the patterned fabric.

I could feel my teeth chattering.

I effing hated landing, and taking off, seriously, they were scary.

I made a little meowing sound unknowingly.

'Aww Bradie," Jumpnow grinned, "Want me to hold your hand?"

I growled, and stared straight ahead.

Stupid Jumpnow. Stupid Shaun. Stupid Andy. Stupid Sonny.

None of them had to worry about crashing into a flaming ball of nothing like I did.

WE WERE GOING TO CRASH I SWEAR!

The ground came closer, closer, closer and…

With a small jolt, we hit the runway.

Part one over, the easiest part, now, we had to worry about swerving off the track, about the track not being long enough, we would crash, WE WOULD CRASH I SWEAR!

I looked up at the ceiling, and, when that didn't work, I stared at the others.

Andy's face was green, and he held D's hand tightly.

D's face was green, and she had it buried in Andy's shoulder.

Shaun's face was peaceful, as he was asleep, with one hand around Maia, drawing her as close as he could considering they were both strapped in.

Maia was asleep too, she never minded landing, for some reason.

Her and Jumpnow never did, and now, Shaun didn't either, as long as he had his trusty Maia to hold onto.

"tomato ketchup," he mumbled, and pulled her closer.

I sighed.

Having finished my brief inspection of the others, I breathed deeply, hoping that we had landed.

I looked up, as the seatbelt sign flashed off.

Thank God.

I made to move out, but, people had crowded into the walkway, effectively barring us off.

I guess it was a good thing, as waking Shaun and Maia up was proving to be hard.

Deni and Andy managed it in the end, both choosing one of the pair, and tickling them to no abandon.

Maia woke up within a second, squealing for them to stop.

And as Maia left his arms, Shaun woke up with a jolt, complaining of having been drawn out of a good dream.

"Yuck," I heard myself mumble.

The last of the passengers left the aircraft, and we grabbed our bags, and headed out too.

Hellooooo Brisbane.

#####JIMMYYYY#####

I looked at my watch, and tapped my foot.

They were late, after all the effort Ashli [our publicity girl – And sometimes supporting band] and I had gone to to be here early, to arrange their hotel.

God, couldn't we ever rely on them?

My phone vibrated in my pocket, and I ignored it.

The boys were much more important.

I watched as the passengers made their way over here.

No sign of the boys at all.

Fuck.

My phone vibrated again.

I decided to look this time, seeing as the text might be from the boys themselves.

They were from Ashli.

I swore again, Ashli.

Why was she texting me?

She shouldn't have even been up.

She was sick.

This was why I was here.

But by sick, I meant, really sick.

Ashli was not allowed to leave her house for a month, and it was killing her..

Which, as horrible as it was for Ash, It was devastating for us.

So, Ashli, was out of action.

And I didn't know what to do about it, hadn't been able to tell the boys.

Hadn't been able to find a solution.

I scrolled through to my inbox, and selected Ashli's message.

Look at your twitter.

Look at my twitter? Seriously?

I tapped through to Ash's second text.

It's about the boys, serious. They've gotten themselves in trouble.

Oh shit.

I fumbled with my phone, finally engaging twitterific.

Holy Shit.

My mentions page had gone off the wall.

No pun intended.

I scanned the first few.

jimmymachan Shaun's going out with someone called Maia? Truueee?

jimmymachan OMYGOD Tell Shaun and Andy Off, they could do so much better.

jimmymachan seeing as you're the only one who replies, who is this MAIA?

jimmymachan tell that girl to back off of my andy

jimmymachan you should really tell Shaun to have better taste.

jimmymachan your ego is huge

I rolled my eyes, what was with the constant attacks on my ego.

I don't think Im cooler than all yous, I'm just confident.

Gosh.

And.

What. The. Fuck.

Who the hell were Maia and the other girl?

And why did everyone know about them?

Why now with no Ashli to clear things over?

I breathed slowly.

In, out, in, out.

I felt someone tap my shoulder.

"Are we interrupting anything?" Shaun grinned.

"What were you doing? Giving mouth to mouth to your phone?" Jumpnow joined in, slinging an arm around my shoulder.

I looked up at him, and saw his eyes widen.

"Shaun," Jumpnow almost whispered, "Twitter."

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Andy flip out his phone, and stare worriedly at a brown haired girl.

Ohh, the other girl, obviously.

"Chill out Jumpnow," Another girl laughed, "I honestly don't care what others say."

Maia?

Wow, I liked her.

Andy stared at the girl, she looked back at him, and then their hands clasped.

Shaun looked up from his phone, "They are certainly creative."

Maia looked at his phone as well.

"mmm," she smiled slightly, well, at least they aren't attacking D."

D? Ohh, the other girl…

"Seriously, you would think that with the amount of girls, there would at least be some variety to the insults, but they're all the same thing. Lammeee." Maia sighed, "Ahh, who cares, they're jealous."

I grinned, looked like it wasn't going to be so bad after all….

Shaun turned back to his phone, and grasped Maia, "I want them to see."

"See what?" she looked at her hands.

He looked at Andy, "Let's give them something to be creative about."

With a 360 flip, shauns Iphone flashed through the air.

Andy grinned back, and caught Shauns phone.

Maia looked thoroughly confused, until she looked at Shaun.

He grinned at her, and pointed to the camera.

She grinned back.

Uggh, this wasn't what I thought it was, was it?

He placed his hand around her head.

Urghh, do I really want to recount this?

Drew her close.

My god, Shaun was dramatic.

And gently kissed her.

Gross Shaun.

Drama Queen..

Maia and Shaun smiled into eachothers lips, and there was a flash of light.

Shaun held his phone, grinning, and posted along with the photo, 'This is My Girl, Back off, She's brilliant.'

Meanwhile, Andy posted a simple,

"D. She's the one."

Awwww.

Vomit.

#####DENI#####

I looked over Andy's shoulder as he typed.

After he finished his tweet, I felt myself blush.

The one?

He grinned at me, and tapped me on the nose.

I heard someone cough loudly.

It was Jimmy.

"Guys," he looked at the boys.

And he looked sad, scared, nervous.

What was he going to say?

"Guys," he started again, making sure he had all attention.

Which he now did.

"What?" Bradie seemed to catch on to the seriousness of the matter.

Jimmy looked straight ahead.

"Ashli's sick."

"What?" Andy looked at him, apprehension in his eyes.

Andy looked scared, really scared.

More scared than he should ever be…

Who was ashli?

"How sick?" Shaun asked softly.

"Is she hurt? Will she be okay? Did she say anything?" Andy spurted.

I sighed.

"She's not going to be able to come on the rest of the tour." Said Jumpnow softly.

I heard Andy curse, and then say "What are we gonna do?

Bradie grimaced, "Is he okay?"

Jimmy cracked a small smile "She'll be okay, she's just house bound."

"Wow, who's going to photographer, quoter, hounder, photoshopped and all time flatterer?"

I looked up, as Jumpnow said, "I think I have an Idea."

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