Chapter 7...yah. I like the end of this one...but chapter 8 is just AWESOME.

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Chapter 7 "Helpless"

I awoke that morning, to see that everyone else was up and awake. I hadn't slept much after I realized that my birthday was 5 days from today, and was VERY tired.

I have a show in San Diego tonight, and it's a 3 hour drive, so we have to leave around 3 to get there on time.

I got up out of the bottom bunk of the bed and walked to the kitchen to see everyone else standing around talking.

"Hey sleepy head, you're finally awake!" Dylan said, coming over to me and kissing me on the cheek, since his dad was in the room with all of us also, leaning up against the counter.

I smiled up at him, and then said hello to everyone else in the group around us.

Cole continued for Dylan, "Your mom just called, and she said that you have to get home and pack up for the San Diego car ride."

"Oh, right, I forgot about packing." I said, in a slight, sleepy daze, flicking some hair out of my face.

I got home, and packed, along with Ally and Judy doing the same as I did, except with their own clothes.

I told my mom about my party, and we plan to get to San Diego a little early to SHOP for PARTY dresses for Ally, Judy, and I.

The car ride to San Diego was just like any other car ride.

We all had our iPods blasting loud into our ears and occasionally we played some games with the scenery and stuff too.

Once we got to San Diego, we went straight from the car into tons of dress shops to look for dresses. I had to have one in like, 4 days.

We finally found some for the 3 of us, and then left the shop to go to the stage and get ready.

It was a huge stage, and we walked in to see everyone setting up the lights and everything for the concert.

Once we got back to my dressing room, we saw Dylan and Cole sitting on the couch, waiting for us.

I saw my clothes hanging on a rack in the corner, and then went back onto the stage to do a rehearsal of the sound on the microphone to make sure I sound good.

Everyone on the crew was saying they were sorry about my dad, which brought me down a little.

I just wanted everyone to stop talking about it so I can go a couple hours without crying, you know?

I felt like I was about to break down again.

I can't let that happen. Judy's birthday is tomorrow and we're going out to dinner for it tonight. Of course, it is going to be like, midnight by the time we get to eat.

I don't want to ruin everyone's happiness and Judy's birthday by crying about MY problems.

I could hear the crowd cheering my name, Julia! Julia! And when I heard them I knew I had to go out there.

I gave Dylan a hug and all of them said for me to have a fun time.

I have a question about that though.

How can you have fun when your dad died 2 days ago?

How can you have fun when you feel so helpless?

How can you have fun when you can't stop thinking about something terrible?

How can you have fun when you feel like you can break down ANY second now?

How can you have fun when you need to put on a fake smile so nobody will question you?

I have no idea if I will have any FUN, but I might have some satisfaction if I know that with my fake smile, and pretending to be happy, that I made someone out there have fun.

With that, I stepped up onto the first step of the stairs I had to go up, waited for them to call my name, ran up when they did, and then TRIED to have some FUN.