One great thing about going somewhere with Joe, Kevin and Nick is something I would like to call a private jet. Commercial airlines are never an option. Since Mr. Lucas is the manager of JONAS, he has set up the very best transportation for his sons and I.
No long lines, no airport security, no screaming kids behind you kicking your seat. Everything is nice, cozy, and like home feeling. There are couches and desks, two beds, refrigerators and video games. Everything Nick, Joe and Kevin could ever want in a plane is all right here.
"Our line up consists of sixteen songs." Nick passed me the list him and his brothers had made yesterday. We were already on the plane, heading to San Francisco. The flight is going to take over five hours, so we had to find ways to make the time pass.
"We are opening with Live To Party." Nick pointed to the first song on the hand written playlist of JONAS songs. "And we are closing with Set This Party Off." He then moved his finger down to the last song listed on the sheet of paper.
"Oooo, I like." I nodded, sliding Nick back the piece of paper with the line up on it. Kevin, Joe and himself had to memorize the lineup so they didn't have to make copies and tape them to the floor by their instruments.
Joe and Kevin were sitting on giant leather bean bag chairs, both planted in front of the plasma screen tv, playing Playstation 3. I don't have a clue what game it was they were playing against each other, nor did I care all too much. I wasn't into video games at all. Nick loved video games like his brothers, but whenever I was around he passed the controller onto somebody else.
"So Nick?" I took a sip of my water that I had. I was sitting across from Nick at a table, drinking my water as he drank his diet Coke and read over lyrics and paperwork. "Do you know what hotel we are staying in?"
Nick flipped through the papers in front of him and slid them over to me. "We are staying at the Nob Hill Hotel. It's a few minutes from the Pier. Fifteen minutes tops." I took a look at the picture of the outside of the hotel.
"It's old looking." I read the description of the hotel to myself.
"It is old. It's a Victorian style décor. It was cheap though, so I couldn't pass it up." He nodded as I slid the paper back to him. Nick was usually the one who picked out venue locations and accommodations with his dad. "It looks nice. We got a two full size bed room. Joe has a room to himself with a queen, and Kevin has a room to himself, also with a queen." It always was set up like that. Kevin and Joe usually had their own rooms, rarely did they ever share a room, and if they did, it was with each other. Nick and I, on the other hand, always had a shared room, which was always nice because I never felt alone. I most likely kept him company too.
I yawned a little bit, tears forming in the crease of my eyes. I hated yawning, it always made me look like I was crying.
"Are you tired Macy?" Nick looked over at me, setting down his stack of paperwork to peer at me.
"Slightly." I nodded, taking another sip of my water. I was actually terribly tired. I had only gotten a few hours of sleep last night, and my morning shower at the Lucas' house didn't wake me up at all.
"Do you want some coffee or Redbull?" Nick stood up and walked over to the miniature refrigerator, opening it up. "We have Redbull, Starbucks Double Shots." He started reading off all the energy inducing drinks in the fridge.
"No thanks Nick. I think I just want to lie down." I stood up, grabbing my water and heading towards the black leather couch on the otherside of the plane.
"Do you want me to lie down with you?" Nick looked at me with concern written all over his face.
"No Nickie, I'm fine." I laid down immediately, my eyes closing as soon as my head hit the arm of the couch. "I just need to relax for a few minutes." I knew that if Nick was worried, I would never hear the end of it. He will ask questions for the whole trip. He will always want to know how I am feeling, or if I feel okay. When it comes to my heath or safety, Nick is definitely like a personalized Superman. He always wants to keep me safe and healthy. It's times like this when he reminds me of a big brother and not a best friend.
