I was lying on my bed, awaiting the phone call from Nick. I had already called both my mom and my dad to let them know about the show in San Francisco. My parents are both very supportive of JONAS, and they trust the Lucas family. My mom met Mrs. Lucas on the day of Nick and I's kindergarten registration. Ever since that day, the Lucas family and the Misa family have been great family friends, so it was no big deal when the boys had a tour coming or that I spent the night frequently. Our families were practically family themselves.
My bags were already packed for the trip, all four of my bags actually. Nick always teased me about being a packing whore, but he really had no where to talk. He and Joe packed worse than I, and Kevin packed just as much as me. It was not my fault that I felt that there is no such thing as being over packed. I would rather pack too much, than pack too little. I wasn't ashamed of that at all.
You make me smile like the sun
Fall out of bed sing like bird
Dizzy in my head spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Ohh you make me smile
Nick was calling, the ringtone I had picked out for him, and strictly him, was ringing in my pocket, vibrating my thigh. Smile by Uncle Kracker seemed to fit Nick just right. He was always making me smile, and I was always making him smile, which just so happened to be a miracle, since in public, he is rarely smiling. He is the serious one of the Lucas brothers. All his fans know him to be the quiet, serious, and more mature brother and band member. But I know a different side of Nicholas. Oh, and of course, the song Smile is sort of a cute, fuzzy, lovey song. Okay, okay, I admit it. I have had this sort of secretive crush on Nick for years. But it's nothing but a crush, really.
"Finally" I thought to myself as I dug into my pocket and grabbed my Blackberry. "Hello?" I answered, already knowing it was Nick from the personalized ringtone. I held the phone up to my ear as I sat up on my bed, listening to Nick's voice on the other end of the line.
"Do you want to go out to dinner or just come over and we can order pizza?"
"We always order pizza Nick." I sighed. Nick was always making me sigh, but it wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
"Well, then we can go out to dinner. Are you ready?" He asked.
"Yeah, are you picking me up?"
"Yeah, I will be there in ten minutes." He chuckled. "How many bags are you bringing?" I knew he was going to ask! He always does!
"Four." I waited for his response, knowing he was going to talk some sort of shit and crack a joke.
"Wow Mace, I'm surprised it's not fourteen." He chuckled up a storm.
"Screw you Lucas" I rolled my eyes and played along. I knew he was just messing around, as was I, that's why I called him Lucas, his last name.
"See you in a few Macy."
"I'll be waiting Mister." I clicked the end button on my phone and carried my bags out of my room and down my stairs to wait for Nick to pick me up.
