Jack's Pov
I had reteurned to the house we were renting for the year, and crashed in my room. I stared at my wall of stuff. Mostly covered in pictures of me and the boys, me and my mom before she died, some of me and my other friends, Some pretty impressive fan art I've recieved over the years, lists of things I have to do. I rolled onto my back and started up at the ceiling, I thought of some lyrics, "Pop princess hold my hand, pop princess I'm a fan." I looked over the side of my bed and pulled out my guitar from underneath the bed. I strumed the hook, and some of the other parts. I got a knock on the door frame, "come on in Sean." I said without looking up. He flopped on my bed, "what are you writin'?" Sean asked. I shrugged, "a new song. I'm callin' it Pop Princess." He nodded. "You updated the wall." He noted. I looked up and I saw him staring at a peice of notebook paper with phone numbers on it. Sean got up and pulled it out from under the push pin. "Whose numbers are these?" He asked. "The girls." He smirked, "no prank calls Sean." I told him before he even asked. His smirk faltered. Just then, Nick and Tony came to join us. "Can we join the party." "Yeah, if you go get food." I said
When they came back, I sung what I had, they nodded and told me to work with it. Nick's phone rang, "'ello?" he asked, he put it on speaker, the person on the other end sinckered, "hey Nick, Hey Guys." It was Zana. "wanna hang at a cafe not far from your house." I looked at the others they all nodded, "sure, meet you in 10." the girls hung up and the boys left to get ready.