It's StrawberryAngel. I caved, and I'm writing this even though I said I wasn't gonna. So yeah. I'm ashamed. Balloonkiller is with me and is helping me… Re-read the end of last chapter, because someone was on a sugar high when she wrote it…I'm guessing. Maybe she's just screwed up. (Like a nail!) Either way, we fixed it! BTW, Buffalo is in rehab. And I'm wicked confused right now (we both are) so it takes place

One day later

"!"

Brianna woke up to a scream, sat up and rubbed her eyes. She glanced over at the clock in Greyson's guest room and saw that it wasn't even five a.m. yet.

"What's going on?" She muttered sleepily. She tapped the touch sensitive light on her left, and looked around.

Cody was on the ground, lying on his stomach, his hands pinned behind his back. He was in his pajamas. Kamille was sitting on his back, holding his hands together and pinning him down to the floor.

"What is happening?" Brianna asked, exasperated but not surprised. There was always something going on, no matter what time of day here.

"This pervert was sneaking into our room, Brie," Kamille explained calmly, as Cody struggled to get up. "I think he might have been- STAY DOWN!-Might have been coming in to make a few Australian babies-I MEAN IT CODY, STAY DOWN! Australian babies with-IF YOU DO NOT STAY DOWN, I ASSURE YOU THAT YOU WILL WAKE UP TOMORROW IN CUBA WITH A GUY WHO LIKES BLONDIE'S LIKE YOU IN AN INAPPROPRIATE MANNER!"

Suddenly the door slammed open against the wall and Greyson came in, wearing only a white t shirt and boxers.

"What is going on in here?" He asked. "It sounded kind of wrong…"

Brianna cracked up laughing, and fell back against her pillow.

"What are you laughing at?" Greyson grinned, ready to be let in on the joke. He came over and sat on the edge of the bed.

"I betcha she's laughing at those Harry Potter boxers," Kamille examined her nails, still sitting on Cody, who had given up and was just lying on the floor pointlessly.

Greyson looked down at his shorts. "Oh…These were from a fan and I didn't want to seem rude, I guess and…IT'S AN OBSESSION, OKAY?"

"Clearly," Kamille laughed.

"So much strength in such a little body," Cody said, still flopped down on the ground.

"So, what's going on in here?" Greyson said as an adult would say to a child. "Cody, why are you here? Did you come to play guitar? Or did you want to borrow some lotion? Or maybe a big spoon?"

"What?" Brianna asked, turning her head to the side and staring at him. "Grey, are you on some medication we should know about?"

"No," Greyson explained. "You see, Cody comes over all the time to borrow things. And one day he needed lotion and a big spoon for-"

"Don't talk about it!" Cody said quickly, and Greyson shut up. "But I was here for an early morning jam session. I was assuming that you'd be awake."

"Oh yeah, because everyone is awake at this time," Kamille snarled. "What did you really want, Simpson? And why are you in here anyway?"

"I wanted to leave Brianna a note for when she got up," he said, holding it up. "Speaking of getting up, would you mind getting up off of me?"

"Depends," Kamille smirked. "Answer me a question first. Do you and Greyson always have "early morning jam sessions"?"

"Only when his parents aren't home," Cody said.

"That. Is. So. Wrong."

"Your face is wrong," Cody said. "Now get OFFF OF ME!"

Kamille got up and walked over to her bed, glaring at Cody while muttering under her breath what she wanted to do to him. Apparently it involved drain cleaner, a large pelican and a can of lighter fluid.

"So can I read the note?" Brianna spoke up. Cody walked over and handed it to her silently, pulling Greyson away when he tried to read it over her shoulder.

Hi Angel,

I hope you aren't mad at me. I'm really sorry for what happened with my mum…Actually, I'm kind of not. That was a good kiss. But I get why you left and were embarrassed. My mum doesn't think any less of you, but she still wants to meet you! So does Alli and my little brother Tom. Maybe you wouldn't mind doing that tomorrow or something? I hope you still like me! 143.

Cody.

"Of course I still like you," Brianna said, looking up at you. "But that was wicked awkward…"

"It's totally fine," Cody assured her, pushing Greyson off the bed and sitting where he was.

"Rude," muttered Greyson. "Is it chilly in here?"

"Kinda," Cody agreed.

"Maybe it's cause your only wearing Harry Potter boxers," suggested Brianna.

"Stop talking about them!" Greyson whined, attempting to cover them up but failing miserably.

"I think they're cute," Brianna assured him. Cody looked at her exasperatedly, and she mouthed "sorry" to him.

"I'm cold," Brianna said, carrying on the conversation. "Cody, come snuggle with me?"

"Okay!"

He got under the blankets and put his arms around Brie, who snuggled into him happily. He kissed her forehead.

"I'm outta here," Kamille sighed. "Brianna, if you have Cody's baby we're naming it after Carlos Garcia."

"What if it's a girl?" Greyson asked.

"STILL CARLOS GARCIA!"

"You really love Big Time Rush, don't you?" Greyson asked.

"Maybe you guys should go and watch it!" Cody suggested, impatiently.

"Good idea, llama boy!" Kamille said, and then left. Greyson followed, closing the door behind them.

"So are you sure it's alright?" Cody asked, concerned. He brushed a piece of hair away from Brianna's eye and tucked it behind her ear.

"Yeah, it's cool." She absently traced the veins on Cody's forearm. "And I'll meet them…Today, even, if you want."

"About that…" Cody said. "We can't do it today. We've gotta do something else."

"Really?" Brianna asked. "What?"

"I…sorta…can'…"

"What?"

"Have I told you how pretty you are?" He asked, cuddling her tighter.

"Cody, did you say I have to do an interview in two hours?"

"With J-14 TV," he said, softly avoiding her eyes. "I'm really sorry, but I couldn't get you out of it. Do you hate me?"

Brianna sighed. Of course. Why should anything be easy? Ever? Nothing went the way she hoped, and why should it be different with Cody?

"I don't hate you," she sighed, resting her head on his shoulder. "I couldn't, even if I wanted to. But I'm very scared now."

"Don't be," he assured her. "I'll be there, right next to you in case anything goes wrong."

"Good," she closed her eyes, still on his shoulder.

Suddenly her eyes snapped open and she stood up.

"Did you say two hours?"

"We're on air in thirty seconds!"

"Everyone, places! Places!"

Brianna shivered in her crop top and jean shorts. Thirty seconds. Thirty seconds and she'd be on real, live TV with actual people watching her. And all because of the boy sitting next to her. But she loved him. That's why she was there. If she didn't love him so much she wouldn't be.

But he was perfect. Everything about him was. Even his flaws were imperfectly perfectly. It wasn't fair.

"Baby, don't you worry about a thing," Cody said, his arms around her. He rubbed her back soothingly and gave her a small kiss. She turned to face him.

"What if I say something really stupid? Your fans are automatically going to hate me because I'm with you. If I sound like an idiot, then they'll hate me even more."

"I say dumb things all the time," he said. "It's no big deal. Just act like you're talking to me, and America will fall in love with you completely. I did."

Brianna smacked his arm playfully, and rolled her eyes.

"Shut up," she laughed.

"It's true," he said in a whisper, laughing with her. He tilted her chin up, and pressed his mouth to hers gently.

"In five, four, three…"

Brianna and Cody continued kissing, his arms around her, oblivious to the scene around them.

"We're live!"

"Welcome to J-14 television," said the interviewer. "On today's show we have Cody Simpson and his new rumored girlfriend, Brianna!"

Brianna pulled back suddenly, looking around. The lights were on her, the cameras pointed directly at her and Cody on the couch.

"Oh my God," she mumbled, blushing furiously. America. Had. Just. Watched. Her. Kiss.

"My, aren't you two just the cutest thing?" The interviewer lady purred from where she sat on the chair. Brianna responded with a weak smile, and Cody laughed, his hand on Brianna's knee.

"So, tell me Brianna," the lady said, jumping in with a false smile. "Are you two a couple, or not?"

Brianna's mouth went dry. She tried to speak, but couldn't. She looked up at Cody fearfully, asking him with her eyes to help.

"We are," Cody said quickly. "I mean, yeah. We've been going out for a little while now."

"That's wonderful," she smiled. "So Brianna, have you dated Hollywood guys before? Your not famous. Aren't you worried that Cody will hurt you?"

"I'm not going to hurt her," Cody said, incredulously. "Why would I hurt her?"

"I know you won't," she beamed at Cody. "It was just a question for Brianna."

"Well, onto the next one please," Cody said, squeezing Brianna's knee gently.

"Okay…Brianna, is Cody a good kisser?"

"The best," Brianna blurted. "Really, really good."

The interviewer looked at her weirdly.

"Well thank you," Cody grinned, smiling down at her.

"It's true," she said, mimicking him, Australian accent and all.

"Was that supposed to be my accent?" He said, still looking her in the eyes. She nodded. "Not bad," he said.

"I've been practicing," she said matter-of-factly.

"Have you? Well I can be you."

"Really?" Brianna was oblivious to the interviewer.

"Yeah…Wanna see?"

"YES!"

"Okay." Cody cleared his throat. He threw his head back, and shook his hair like a girl. "Haha! I'm Brianna! I like pink and stuff…Hey Cody, will you take me to the new Twilight movie?"

"I hate Twilight," she laughed, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear. "Harry Potter is way better."

"Move marathon later?" He grinned at her.

"Of course," she laughed.

A call came from the audience suddenly, in a voice Brianna recognized only too well.

"Can I watch them too? I love Harry Potter!" Greyson yelled, jumping up and down.

"Nerds!" Brianna heard Kamille shout.

"Oh my God," Brianna said, shaking her head. At least she'd never forget her first interview on TV. And sadly enough, neither would most of teen America.

Hey, someone's review said they were confused about Brianna's age? She's thirteen right now.