I'm glad you guys like this story so far! I've gotten an overwhelming amount of responses and I'm truly blessed to have awesome readers such as yourselves. I had the sudden urge to post this chapter up now, because a few days ago, I thought my computer crashed, since the 'blue screen of death' appeared. But when I turned it on today, it worked! I was relieved that all my files were still there, because I would have to rewrite chapters 2 - 5. The important thing is that I didn't lose the documents. Enjoy! Don't forget to drop a review on the way out if you have any thoughts on this chapter.

Masquerade

Chapter Two

Macy headed to the cafeteria and went to go find the boys. Surely enough, they were at their usual table. Macy pulled up a chair and sat in between Joe and Kevin.

"Why are you late?" Nick questioned, taking a bite of his burger.

"And why did Stella drag you away before the bell rang?" Joe asked.

"And why is the sky blue?" Kevin randomly joined in. The three looked at him in confusion. He shrugged happily, and then took a sip of his chocolate milk.

"Well, Stella volunteered me to help set up the dance, which I was dead set against."

"How did you manage to get out?"

"I just talked to Ms. Snart and explained to her how it was just a misunderstanding. She believed me." Macy explained. "By the way, do I have permission to notify Stella about Fiona?"

"NO!" Joe yelled. No one seemed to mind, since the cafeteria was crowded, and their conversations were loud anyway. "I care about Stella, her being like a sister to me, and I don't want her getting into another catfight with Fiona. We were so lucky that you were there to break it up. I guess all the sports you play really pay off."

"Yes, Joe, how else would you explain the trophies I have in my house?" Macy didn't want to brag, she just wanted to sound sarcastic.

"Anyway," Nick tried to change the subject. "Did you get any more news on Fiona?"

"When I checked, it basically said the same thing you guys told me this morning. But you should tell me if you hear anything else. I'll try to create a plan with all the information I have, even if it is very little."

Kevin sighed. "Why does being famous have to be so hard? Can't Joe just not show up?"

"I think the boy's got it!" Nick praised.

"Agreed, Nick! How come I've never thought of that?" Joe continued the praise.

"Hey!" Macy snapped. "Didn't I mention that this morning?"

"Don't destroy my moment of awesomeness, Macy," Kevin bragged. "I know you're jealous."

"So I guess you won't be needing me then, huh?"

"Sorry," Joe shrugged. "Um, but after the premiere, when I don't show up, Fiona will probably get a new plan."

"Okay, I guess I'll be going, then," Macy replied nervously. She can now have normal conversation with these boys, but sometimes when Stella isn't with them, things get awkward for Macy, and her only plan to escape the awkwardness, is to escape physically.

"No, don't," Kevin almost grabbed her arm, before he realized what he was about to do. "I mean, sit, Macy. Why don't you have lunch with us today?"

"Yes, Ms. Misa," Nick continued. "Since Stella's working on the dance and is skipping lunch, we don't have anyone to sit with."

"Um, yeah, you have each other," Macy pointed out.

"Look, do you want to have lunch with us or not?" Joe didn't try to sound rude, but the way Macy was being a smart-alec made it hard to be nice. They just wanted to sit with her. Kevin grasped Joe's arm, tensing him a bit. "What I mean is," Joe added, "just sit with us. I'm sure this will be a great story to tell on your fan site." The brothers didn't mind at all that Macy was the president and owner of the biggest JONAS fan site and fan club.

"Well, the girls have been asking me to sit with you guys for lunch," Macy's voice trailed off.

"Then sit," All three encouraged. Macy obliged. Then she frowned. "What's wrong?"

"I didn't get any lunch yet."

"It's fine," Nick said. "You can have half of my sandwich."

"A-Are you sure?" Macy stuttered. She couldn't believe that Nick of JONAS was offering her half a sandwich!"

"Sure, why not? Besides, we're rock stars, we can probably survive at least twelve hours without food," Nick smiled.

"Though I can't say the same for Kevin," Joe began. "He's always hungry."

"Not always," Kevin reckoned.

"Here," Nick shoved half of his sandwich to her in the aluminum foil.

"I suspect you're thirsty, too, yes?" Joe predicted. Macy dimly nodded. "Well, I don't want any more of my orange Gatorade."

"Ah, yes. Of course," Macy began to think of all those JONAS facts she had learned. "Joe Lucas of JONAS is obsessed with orange Gatorade."

"Not obsessed… I just enjoy it," Joe corrected. "Gatorade is for athletes, so shouldn't it be your favorite?"

Macy nodded, "But I usually settle for water."

"So, you want the rest?" Joe held out his Gatorade bottle in front of her. Macy started to think about it, then he added, "I don't backwash, I swear." Macy softly giggled at his defense. She took the bottle from his hand.

"I feel really guilty right now," Kevin sighed. "My brothers are offering you with food and drinks, but I already finished my lunch, so I can't offer you anything. Don't hate me."

"Trust me, Kevin, that's not the reason why she hates you," Nick said evenly. He always had to have a serious remark. It's who he is.

"I don't hate Kevin!" Macy retorted.

"Thank you! And for that, here's a straw. I'm sure you don't want to drink from something that Joe's lips have touched." Kevin passed her a wrapped straw. Macy took the wrapper off and stuck it in the drink. Yes, Joe was right; this was going to be a very interesting story to tell the fans.

"Anyway," Joe tried to smooth things over. "Despite Nick and Kevin bickering, how's lunch with JONAS so far?"

"It's different from the lunches I had with you and Stella," Macy nodded.

"Stella's the one to always calm the two down," Joe smiled at Macy's cuteness.

"But lunch is good so far," Macy took a bite of her—Nick's—sandwich before drowning it down with the orange sports drink.

Things were quiet for a moment. Macy knew that with her presence, it was keeping the boys from talking about what they usually talk about.

"It's okay," Macy sighed. "You guys can talk with me here. I'm no different from Stella. Except for the fact that I don't sew, I'm a few inches shorter, I'm brunette, and I'm in love with you guys." The brothers eyed her. "Oops. Did I say that out loud?" Macy's cheeks turned a light shade of pink.

"Yes, you did."

"But to us, that's a compliment. We get that a lot."

"No need to be embarrassed."

Another pause followed.

"Macy's right," Joe agreed. "She's no different from Stella. We should be able to talk about stuff with her here."

"No duh," said Nick. "She's Stella's best friend, after all."

"Macy," Kevin turned to the brunette who was finishing off her lunch. She was starved. "You and Stella have been best friends for longer than she has been friends with us, right?"

"Yes," Macy confirmed. "But that's mostly because she moved in third grade to your guys' elementary school and then finished the rest of grade school there."

"Then explain to us why she's never mentioned you when she started going to school with us," Nick continued. What? Stella Malone has never told the Lucas brothers about Macy Misa? Macy was a tiny bit upset with this, until she remembered that fight that took place right before Stella moved. It was over a stupid doll, but they acted like it was their lives they were fighting against.

"Well, I don't think I can confide in such sworn secrecy," Macy responded.

"Oh, and why not?" Joe challenged.

"Maybe Stella's story is different from mine, and then we'll end up fighting again," Macy sighed lightly.

"Again?" Kevin repeated. She nodded. "You guys fought over something? That's very hard to believe, Macy Misa. You two act like you're inseparable."

"We are," Macy nodded.

"Then what's this fighting all about?" Nick questioned.

"I told you, I can't say anything about our past friendship," Macy warned.

"I would turn on my charm to get you to spill, but that's not a nice thing to do, is it?" Joe shrugged.

"No, not at all. I'm glad at least one of you respects people's private lives," Macy replied.

"Hey, we can't keep our lives private!" Kevin defended.

"But they don't know about school, do they?" She pointed out. Kevin shook his head in defeat. "Exactly." A second of silence followed until Macy spoke up again, "Look, what happened between Stella and I back then is only between us. You boys don't need to know. The important thing is that my friendship is still standing strong with her. I'm thankful that fight didn't drive us apart forever."

"Guys!" Joe snapped at his two hard headed brothers. "Give Macy some space. If she doesn't want to talk about it, then don't make her. But if she does, then that's her choice."

"Thank you, Joe of JONAS," She smiled.

"Let's talk about the dance," Joe turned to the brunette, sipping on the straw, finishing off her orange drink. "Are you going?" Not this question again. Was everyone going to keep asking her that?

"Maybe," Macy's voice trailed off, tapping the table with her fingertips.

"You know, I've never actually seen you at a dance before," Kevin noticed. Macy was somewhat surprised, knowing that the brothers were observant.

"I'm not much of a dancer," Macy answered timidly.

"Lies!" Nick declared. "Stella tells us you're quite the dancer."

"Yeah, sure, in gymnastics," Macy scoffed. "But that's not technically dancing anyways."

"Uh, hate to break it to you, but at Stella's house once, we found old home videos and then we began to watch them without her permission," Joe began. Macy's eyes grew wide. It couldn't be. "There was this one video of you two dancing insanely good."

"Okay, may I remind you that was back in like, first grade?" Macy tried to cover up the embarrassment. "And secondly, how is that good? Optimistic or not, you know it was terrible. Stella and I were just fooling around, and her mom just so happened to be holding a camera in her hands. It didn't mean anything."

"Don't be embarrassed," Kevin assured me. "Even we have embarrassing home videos, don't we, boys?"

Nick and Joe nodded their heads in shame.

"Yeah, Stella told me about those," Macy suddenly smiled. It's amazing what the brothers can do to brighten up her day. The brothers were oblivious to this fact, obviously. But they should know that such small things they do, makes people's days brighter. "I'd love to see that."

"Mhm, but you never will," Joe denied. "Me and my bad haircut that Stella recalls I chewed it, are never to be seen with your eyes."

"Too late, Joseph," Nick put a hand on his older brother's shoulder. "She's seen the pictures. Most die-hard fans have. I'm just lucky my hair wasn't like yours." Macy and Kevin burst out into laughter.

"Hahaha," Joe mocked. "Do you not remember that picture of you with cake all over your face?"

"As a matter of fact, I do," Nick responded proudly. "I was a cute baby enjoying his cake. What's wrong with that?"

"You may have won this round, Nicholas, but I will be avenged!" Joe warned.

"What are you doing to do, steal my teddy bear again? I'm not afraid of you," Nick shot back confidently.

"I know you live for teddy, so that will be a yes," Joe confirmed.

"Ah, yes, Nick's teddy bear he had received from his Uncle Josh when he was but only five," Macy remembered. Yes, she knew these things. She wasn't a stalker; she was just an obsessed fan. "He recalled that thing as his best friend."

"No I didn't!" Nick protested. "My best friend was a girl named Maya! She still is one of my best friends, but she now lives in Dallas, Texas."

"Oh, right! I think I did an interview with her once for my site," Macy replied. That interview took place before Macy met the boys and gotten to know them personally. But the brothers' friends, on the other hand, she keeps in touch with.

"Yeah, I think she mentioned that to us once," Nick remembered. "But that was way back when we didn't know you at all. Well, we kind of did, considering the fact that you made our first ever fan site, but we only talked through the phone and stuff."

"I remember that!" Joe chimed in. "And then when we finally met at school, you fainted. You were nothing like we would expect you to be once we met face to face."

"Is that a bad thing?" She mumbled, shuddering at those thoughts. She was glad that those days were gone. She didn't faint anymore when she talked to the brothers. Although, there was still that occasional shrieking and squealing, but she was sure the Lucas boys were already used to that.

"No, no," Joe quickly reassured her, thinking fast. "It's just that you seem so chill over the internet. No excessive use of exclamation marks, no writing in all caps. Proper punctuation and grammar…"

"Oh, so you don't remember me freaking out when I had the phone interview with you guys?" Macy questioned.

"Well, we expected that," He explained, "but you calmed down right away."

"So when we met you for the first time, we were a bit nervous, I mean, what were we supposed to do with you on the floor, knocked out?" Kevin said. "And Stella wasn't there at the time to help, either."

Macy tried to look away from the boys in embarrassment.

"You were just a little star struck, that's all," Kevin reassured. "We expected you shrieking, but we weren't prepared for you to faint. You were the first fan we ever met that fainted. After that, we experienced about ten more. I think that just happened with one fan at last week's concert."