Chapter One

Febuary 3, 2008

Joe's POV

Pop. Pop. Pop. Po----------Beeeeeeep!

I slowly opened my eyes and focused my gaze on the golden-lit, inflated popcorn bag. I grabbed tthe bag out of the microwave and opened it, immediately being hit by an invisible wave of butter-smelling hot smoke. As I walked back to my bunk, stopping to grab a bottle of blue Gatorade on the way, I thought about the reason I couldn't sleep in the first place.

I had a dream.

A haunting dream.

A sexually-orienated dream.

About my best friend, Allison Pierce.

I walked back into the sleeping area of the tour bus and climbed up onto my bunk. I sat down on the edge, letting my legs dangle into the air.

A few seconds later, I heard movement in the bunk below.

A few seconds after that, Allison was perched beside me, her left leg wrapped around my right leg. Without a word, she grabbed some popcorn.

I flicked a husk off my shirt and watched as it floated down and landed on Nick's nose.

I heard Alli giggle and I smiled.

"You couldn't sleep," she said turning to me.

It wasn't really a question, more like a statement.

"Yeah," I said.

She raised the Gatorade bottle to her lips.

"Did I wake you up?" I asked, softly rubbing her thigh with my index finger.

"No. I had a bad dream," she said.

"About what?"

"Heaven."

I kissed the top of her head, feeling her silky locks of strawberry-blonde hair on my lips. "Wanna tell me about it?"

She sighed and brought her knees up to her chest. "I dreamed it was forever in heaven and...you weren't there."

I wrapped my arm around her, holding her close. "I promise, God willing, that we'll both make it to heaven. And I promise I'll spend forever with you."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

"I love you, Joe," Alli whispered.

"I love you, too." I hopped down and put the popcorn and Gatorade up, then climbed back in bed and pulled Alli into my arms.

"G'night," she mumbled sleepily.

"Good night, beautiful."

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Allison's POV

"Baby, wake up."

I opened my eyes and saw Joe's smiling face.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"One sec," Joe said. "Nick!"

"What?"

"What time is it?"

"Eight o'clock!"

"Eight o'clock," Joe said.

I laughed and climbed out of Joe's bunk.

I hugged him and then walked towards the front of the bus and plopped down on the sofa between Miley and Kevin.

"And he's all like, so you wear purple nail polish?"

I looked at Miley.

She had her cell phone between her ear and her shoulder while she wrote Nick's name all over a piece of paper. "I know, he's adorable, but..." Miley cut herself off when Nick glared at her. "Love you!" she said.

Nick smiled and went back to playing his guitar.

Suddenly, Kevin stood up and started sniffing the air. "Starbucks," he said and sniffed some more. "Five miles."

"How does he do that?" Joe said.

"I have a gift," Kevin said airily, before shaking his newspaper and sitting back down.

I just rolled my eyes and laughed.

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Nick's POV

"You have awesome hair."

I smiled up at Miley. I was stretched out on the sofa, my head in her lap. She had been playing with my hair for the past three minutes. "I love you," I whispered.

"I love you, too," she said and gave me a light kiss.

I smiled again and closed my eyes.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!"

I sat straight up and looked at Joe.

"Haha, I win!" Alli said, putting the PS2 controller down.

Joe stuck his tongue out at her.

"They so want each other," Miley whispered.

I laughed. "Tell me about it."

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