AN: Wow its been a while since I've updated this story and my mind has been on it for the longest and since school is over I decided I should continue what I started so I tried to make it good lol. So here it is enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own JONAS. Sadly D':

Chapter 4: Oh New Kid

"Stella! Hurry the hell up I need to get to class I can't be late." I screeched I looked down at her. I can't believe this because of one tiny string. Like really come on it not the end of the world.

"Mace this is almost like the end of the world if I don't fix this." Whoa didn't see that coming.

"Yea but I can't be late. Because one late leads to another, then another, then another. And then another… oh my god my world is falling apart!" I said while I covered my face.

"Dramatic today aren't we." She chuckled as she sewed. "And we… are… done. Perfect!" she said as she did a few more stitches. "Ah Stella Malone you did it again."

"I'm not being dramatic you're being dramatic." I said as I smoothed my skirt out and turned to walk to the mirrors. I heard her heels clacking and she was behind me hands on her hips.

"Ooooo I am, not you're being dramatic!" She replied.

"I am not you're the one being dramatic!" I yelled back. We said this back and forth yelling, omg this is really getting annoying. I hate fighting with Stella cause no one ever wins.

"You're being dramatic!" We yelled at the same time. Staring at her as her face turned a slight pink.

"You know Stells…." I stopped as a chill went up my spine and I felt a draft whip my bangs from my forehead. I stared at Stella didn't she feel it? We both heard footsteps and we turned to the door but no one ever entered. We stopped and waited for a person to come in but no one ever came not even a sound trickled to escape to interrupt the deadly silence. I felt that certain chill run up my spine again as I shivered and looked at Stella I didn't say a word I just stared at her.

"Macy? Sweetie are you okay your really pale." She finally broke that poisoned air that didn't agree with my lungs. Stella grabbed my stiff hands she rubbed them furiously.

"Mace your so cold!" She continued to rub my fingers. I snapped out of my frozen state, while I grabbed my hand back.

"Oh yeah yeah I'm fine. Why do you ask?" While I turned back to the mirror to look at my deathly complexion, as I touched my cheek. Mace it's okay just unexplained footsteps. Yea that make me feel so much better I shouted back at my self.

"Macy are you listening to me?" She said I looked at her from behind me with my mirror.

"I'm sorry what?" I replied.

"I said because your cold and you're shaking like a leaf." She repeated.

"Oh it's just cold in here that's all no big." I lied coolly.

"Well I'm not cold." She said.

"Well it's not my fault you're built like a freaking polar bear." I snickered.

"Hey! That's not funny." She frowned.

"Um yea it kind of is!" I retorted.

"Well whatever, its not like I have hair all over the place. And I'm not huge like a polar bear. Right?" She chirped.

"Well…" She smacked my arm. I busted out laughing.

"Mace!" she growled.

"Stell I was joking." I said. She grumbled with frustration. "You're as skinny as a pencil." I gave a puppy face as I squeezed her shoulders. I watched her face as she weighed out if she should forgive me or not. "Mace the puppy face isn't going to work on me anymore." She said as her eyes went into slits. Uh-oh that was not a good sign. It was time to bring out the big guns. I looked down, sniffled and then I whimpered.

"I'm sorry Stells." I looked up as her face passed different emotions until her eyes softened. Three.. Two.. One.

"Okay! I forgive all is forgiven." She yelped. Hook. Line and Sinker.

"Thanks Stell." I laughed.

"So what's up after school today?"

"Um I don't know I want to see what's going to come up. I like surprises." I thought of what was happening today. Soccer practice?… no Gymnastics?… no. Cross Country?… no. Hockey?… no. "Yep nothing on my schedule."

"Great. So I was hoping that we could go shopping somewhere and just hang out?" She asked.

"Um… Sorry Stella I don't think I want to today." I answered I don't know why I didn't want to go but it was just the image of trying on multiple of clothes and running to different stores at a time didn't appeal to me. I just had an urge to just go home, rest and just sleep.

"Oh ok then that's fine." Stella responded and went over to the mirror to re-apply more mascara.

"Look I'm sorry Stella. If I go my heart is just not going to be into it and I feel stressed and… and… and…" I stuttered out.

"Macy it's fine no big deal. It's perfectly… fine. Okay?" She gave a exasperated look and sighed.

"Okay um maybe we should get to class." I said as the second period bell rang. We got all our stuff and walked outside the bathroom and I turned to her.

"I'll see you later?"

"Yea I'll see you later." She gave a small smile as I returned the favor as we parted ways. I went to my locker to wait until the hallway was empty and everyone was in their classrooms so I didn't have to push my way past everyone. I sighed and closed my locker and turned and bumped into someone way bigger and taller than me. I stumbled backwards from the impact as a yelp escaped my lips. Damn heels… Until a pair of strong arms caught me from kissing the ground. I thanked the person, I looked up at my savior to be captured with amazing onyx eyes it was captivating that it was hard to catch my breath. For a moment I blinked and shook my head to make sure this wasn't an illusion from my imagination since this whole day my mind decided to play tricks on me. I continued to stare at the stranger in front of me until it was considered rude. A beautiful chuckle filled my ears and I looked at my hero.

"Staring is considered rude." He said as a dimpled smile made an appearance onto his handsome face. This made me finally swoon over him I blushed furiously and hid my face.

"Sorry. That was uncalled for." I replied shyly.

"That's alright who doesn't like attention.?" He continued.

"Certainly not me." I retorted while giving a small smile. He gifted me with another outstanding smile.

"Well that's quite too bad because you have my attention right now." He teased as I chuckled.

"Well you know what I mean smarty-pants." I teased right back and it felt good.

"I guess I do. I'm sorry I don't think I caught your name." He explained with his deep voice.

"Oh! I'm Macy Misa!" I chirped excitedly.

"Xavier. Xavier Wilson in the flesh." He held out his hand out for a shake I grasped his hand and did a quick shake his hand was soft, warm and firm it set my hand on fire as I felt my cheeks flame with embarrassment at feeling this way. He let go of my hand gently and I wished he didn't his hand felt good against my cold and trembling one.

"So? You're new here I see."

"Um yea very new just getting familiar with the school and the vibe." He said looking around with a curious glance. I took this time to place out his facial features his nose was sharp and was perfectly shaped he had a sharp jaw line that made me just want to outline it with my fingertips, his hair was perfect as some of his black hair hung above his eyes and finally his full eyelashes feathered his intense eyes to also give it a soft look to them. He was dashingly handsome. He turned back towards me with a questioning look, I gave a confused face and asked.

"What's wrong?" I asked concerned wondering if he caught me staring.

"Um… Can you help me find my locker?" He asked looking desperate and he looked embarrassed as he rubbed the back of his neck. I quietly laughed.

" Sure follow me." I gestured and started to walk swiftly with him following beside me. "What number?" I asked.

"335?"

"Oh wow that's all the way towards the other wing." I said.

"Yeah sorry I didn't want to disturb you but this is just so confusing." He whispered.

"Don't worry. Everybody needs help sometimes, really its no big deal." I reassured him with a smile. We just walked silently through the halls closely, close enough that our arms brushed against each others lightly. This made me sigh as I felt his warmth next to me. I stopped abruptly in front of locker 335.

"Here we are, 335." I looked at him.

"Thank you I really appreciate it. Really." He smiled at me after he opened his lock.

"No problem and don't mention. Just helping a fellow student in need."

"So I guess I'll see you around Ms. Misa?" He asked.

"Call me Macy and I'll definitely see you around Mr. Wilson." I smirked at him and turned on my heal gracefully and made my way down the hall as my ponytail swished side to side and I smiled softly to myself and went to class and finished the day but I didn't spy a black haired new kid anywhere in sight after our conversation in the hallway. In the night I fell on my bed and as soon as my head hit the pillow I was peacefully dreaming this time not about my current interest, but about strikingly deep onyx eyes that seemed to hold so much mystery I fell asleep with a smile.

AN: Enjoyed the chapter? Well I hope you did I tried to right as much as I could to make it a little long after the while I have been gone. But the plot is moving quite slow but bare with me please and I'll try to make it interesting. Feel free to review.

Snoupy: Thank you for being one of those readers that read the story since the beginning.

And to everyone who still read and hold an interest in Jonas. Keep the JONAS heart alive. ;D