Stevie's POV

It's funny how fast a month can go by. Ever since the day I've found out I was gonna go to New York, I've been packing, then rethinking, then taking the stuff out to just repack again. So I was excited for my trip to New York. Sue me. I wonder what will happen during the trip.

Shopping? Food? Maybe seeing a Broadway show... Of course, I'll be at the record company, but what will I do after that? Maybe I'll play on the streets or something... Maybe I'll bring my lucky ukulele? Yes. I have a ukulele just like Charlie and Zander. Don't tell anyone, but I even named it. T, as in T-Rex. Yup. I named it T. I'm pretty proud of it.

"Bye Mama. Bye Dad. Bye little bros." I say giving them hugs. Zander's waiting for me outside with his car. He's probably with Charlie.

I roll my luggage outside gripping T in my right hand. I make my way outside, then I spot his car.

"Hey Z. Hey Charlie." I say sitting in the back.

"Hey Steviekins." Zander says.

"Excited for the trip to New York?" I ask them.

"Totally." they say simultaneously.

"Hey Stevie, are you okay?" Charlie asks me.

"Why?" I ask and yawn.

"You seem... Tired." Charlie says with concern in his voice.

"Yeah. Sorry. I couldn't sleep at all last night. Too excited for New York, you know?." I say rubbing my eyes.

"Well, you can sleep in the car. It'll take us about an hour to get to the airport." Zander says.

"Hey Stevie, can I ask you a question?" Charlie asks me.

"Sure. Go ahead." I say, my eyes getting heavy.

"Do you talk in your sleep?" he asks me. I blink. Do I? Hmm...

"No. At least I don't think so. Why?" I ask him. He just exchanges glances with Zander.

"Oh nothing. Just wanted to ask."

Okay... What's going on? Eh, I'll figure it out later. I'm too tired to think.

Zander's POV

So Stevie's asleep. I'm just driving, and Charlie's doing... Something.

"What are you thinking about?" I ask him.

"Just thinking about New York. What if I meet Arthur again? Or even worse? Kadee?" he says.

"Don't worry bro. It's gonna be a'ight ." I say.

"Do you think Stevie's gonna talk in her sleep again?" Charlie asks me.

"I don't know. We just have to wait for her to start snoring." I say.

"Have you ever been to New York before?" Charlie asks me.

"Yeah. I used to live there before I moved to LA." I say.

"So you did live there? I don't remember a Zander Robbins around the neighborhood." Charlie says.

"We must've lived in different areas. I do remember a cranky old man telling me to work when I visited some karaoke bar. Weird old guy. After that, I just left the place. Looking at stuff in a pawn shop. That's pretty much all I remember."

"Really?"

"I also forgot to mention I played my uke on the streets. Got it at the pawn shop. The ladies thought the uke and I were adorable." I say.

"A cranky old man... Did he have a mustache?" Charlie asks me.

"Yup. I think he was making two little boys sing back then." I say. That memory is so blurry, but I could remember those two boys laughing at me or something. Whatever happened to treating the customer right?

"You must've been at The Palace."

"The Palace?"

"I thought I already told you about this."

"Excuse me for not having a good memory."

"The Palace was a karaoke bar my Mom used to run. Arthur... He kind of owns it now."

"So he was the guy that was yelling at me?"

"Well, yeah. When I used to work there, he yelled at me for not getting any work done."

"What about those two boys?"

"Andrew and Lloyd. Stepbrothers." he says bluntly.

"I think I remember going to school with them. How come you didn't go to school with them?" I ask him.

"Well, I didn't go to school with Andrew and Lloyd. Or should I call them Androyd?"

"Androyd?"

"Never mind. Anyways, Arthur wouldn't let them be seen with me. Nobody even knew I was related to them. Arthur wanted to make sure they were popular and stuff, you know? To make up for his tragic social life back when he was in school."

"So he thought you would be embarrassing to be seen with. That's harsh."

"Pretty much. I've been dealing with it for about nine years."

"At least you don't have to deal with it anymore." I say.

"True... True..."

"New York... Abandoned building... Pretty..." Stevie mumbles. I share looks with Charlie, and we wonder what she's gonna say.

"What's she dreaming about?" Charlie asks.

"I don't know. Abandoned building in New York? Hmm..." I think aloud.

"Kacey, it just happened... I can't believe it..." she says.

"What just happened?" I ask Charlie.

"Maybe she's having a dream where she can see the future or something."

"Where's you get that idea?"

"I saw it in a movie once," he says. I just face palm myself. "Are we there yet?" he asks me.

"Not yet."

"So what do we do? I usually just talk to Stevie."

"You could ask me weird questions. Or something." I say.

"Fine. Any question?" he asks me with a mischievous grin.

HEY THAT'S MY THING! Well, it's sort of my thing. Right?

"Sure. Any question."

"ADMIT THAT YOU LIKE STEVIE!" he yells.

"Be quiet dude. Stevie might've heard you."

"You're lucky she didn't wake up," he says and I roll my eyes. "So what's the answer?"

"No, I don't like her." I say. Gosh, I wish I was a better liar.

"So you wouldn't mind if I asked Stevie out-"

"NO!"

"And why is that?" he asks.

"Because."

"Because?"

"Just because."

"Because you like her." he smirks.

"Okay, maybe I like her a little bit. Just a little." I say.

"It's still something. And we all know feelings develop." he says.

"I know. I'm trying to get over her." I say.

"And how's that working out for you?"

"It's not working."

Why is he asking me about Stevie? Why couldn't he ask me about other things?

"Why are you trying to get rid of a crush?" Charlie asks me.

"Well... For many reasons. Like... I'm not allowed to like my band members. And it won't work out anyways." I say.

"So what? Gravity 5 let Grace and Nelson go on a date. That was a number one rule. I'm pretty sure you and Stevie could happen."

"Well, she doesn't like me back. Besides, I have some unfinished business."

"Don't assume things."

How to change the subject...

"We're here." I say noticing the airport come into view. I park, and I get out of the car. I open the door for Stevie, and nudge her lightly.

"We're at New York?" she asks groggily.

"No silly. We're at the airport." I chuckle. She rubs her eyes, and she adjusts to brightness.

"I can't believe we're really going to New York." she says getting out of the car, along with Charlie.

"Well, believe it baby. We're going." I say and she smiles.

"New York!" Charlie sings. Stevie and I both laugh as we get our stuff and head in.

A/N: Sorry if this didn't satisfy you. I want to tell you about my day since that's what girls do.

So as you know, I meddle in my sister's love life.

SHE WRITE A SECRET ADMIRER NOTE TO HER CAKE!

Unfortunately, she write this.

I LIKE YOUR FACE.

I guess she's not a writer like I am, so I ended up helping her with her note.

Your eyes sparkle like M&Ms on a autumn day.

You're like a snickers bar. Sweet, but a little nutty.

You're like my secret candy stash. I need you in my life, and I don't know what I'd do without you.

I like your face.

I am laughing so hard right now. You all should know by now that she's a candy addict. And comparing her crush to candy is really deep, since she treasures her candy. ALOT.

I did not write this, so don't tell me this is stupid. Well, tell me your thoughts anyways since she already put it in his locker and she's waiting for him to open it.

So... Review me what you think of that, and what you think of the story.