A/N-I DO NOT OWN THE NAKED BROTHERS BAND!

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The next morning, Nat walked into the kitchen to see Rosalina and Alex sitting at the table eating cereal.

"Hey, he's alive," Rosalina joked.

"Hmm, yeah," Nat mumbled, sitting down at the table.

Alex poured his brother a bowl of cereal and put it in front of him.

Nat shoved a spoonful in his mouth, then fell forward into his cereal bowl.

Rosalina put her bowl down and ran to get some paper towels.

"Nat, wake up!" Alex shouted.

Nat jerked up quickly, and Rosalina handed him some paper towels. He groaned as he wiped his face and shook out his hair.

"What's wrong?" Rosalina asked.

"I didn't much sleep last night," Nat said, beginning to eat his cereal again.

"Why not?" Alex asked.

"I was just…thinking."

"About what?" Alex asked his brother.

"It's nothing…but are we doing anything important today?"

Alex got up from the table and put his bowl in the sink. "I'm going skating with Juanita later, but I don't know about you."

"Okay," Nat said, getting up from the table. He walked to the freezer, pulled out an ice pack, wrapped it in a paper towel and walked into the living room.

Rosalina put her bowl in the sink and followed him. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," He said, laying on the couch. "Just tired."

She sighed. "Okay, fine. I'll pretend like I believe you. But is it okay if I take a shower?"

Nat nodded and watched as she walked out of the living room. When he was sure she was gone, he looked around for her backpack. He wanted to see what exactly Jake was doing that made her afraid to go home. He found her backpack beside the couch and looked through it, trying to find her phone. He pulled it out saw she had 17 missed calls from Jake. Instead of looking through her phone like he originally planned, Nat flipped it closed and put it back in her backpack.

Alex walked out into the living room. "Hey bro. What are you doing?"

Nat leaned back onto the couch. "Nothing."

"You're obviously doing something," Alex said, flipping over the back of the couch to sit next to his brother. "What's up?"

"I'm just worried about Rosalina," Nat confessed, taking the ice off his eye. "Actually, I feel bad for her. Jake is practically stalking her."

"Well, he doesn't know she's here, and he doesn't know where we live anyway, so it'll be okay. Just chill out big bro. Everything will be fine," He said, patting him on the back.

"I hope your right, Alex." He put the ice back on his eye.

"I'm going to go meet up with Juanita, is that okay?"

"Sure, just be careful. And remember WAH-APA-AT."

"Right," Alex said, walking out of the living room and into his room.

Just then Rosalina walked out of the bathroom, and Alex stopped her. "Hey Rosalina?"

"Yeah?"

"Your…not gonna get back with Jake are you?"

"No." She shook her head. "Never."

"Do you promise?"

"Pinky swear."

"Okay good," Alex sighed with relief.

"Why would I get back together with him?"

"I was just…wondering."

Rosalina gave him a curious look.

"Okay, bye!" Alex said, rushing out of the house.

Rosalina walked into the living and sat down next to Nat. "Your brother is really weird."

"Tell me something I don't know."

~NBB~

The weekend past very slowly for the Wolff brothers and Rosalina. Rosalina was trying to avoid Jake texts all weekend, and she was being bothered by Patrice too. Nat's eye was almost healed, but it still stung for him. Rosalina was half relieved when Monday came because she knew she had three more days until she had to face Jake. Monday morning, Rosalina drove them to school and Alex walked into the middle school, while Rosalina and Nat walked into the high school.

As they were walking to their lockers, some of Jake's wrestling friends walked up to them.

"Hey Rosalina, is this sophomore bothering you?" One asked.

"How about I give him another black eye just for fun?" Another guy asked.

Rosalina could tell Nat was getting angry, so she put a hand on his chest to hold him back. "No guys. Back off. Leave me and Nat alone."

The wrestlers walked away, but kept glaring over their shoulder at Nat.

Rosalina put her hand down once they were far enough away. "Don't let them bother you."

"They don't."

"You're lying," She said, opening her locker. "You let them get you angry. That's what they want. Don't let them get to you."

"No promises," He said, as they walked to his locker.

"Rosalina!" Patrice's perky voice rang in Nat's ears. "How was your weekend?" She asked, walking along side her.

"It was okay, Patrice."

"Listen, I was thinking we could go to the mall after school?"

Rosalina was confused. The girl who supposedly hated her, wanted to go to the mall with her? She shook the thought away. "I…can't. The band has rehearsal."

Nat looked at Rosalina out of the corner of his eye, but continued walking.

"You're still in that band?" Patrice asked, looking slightly disgusted.

Rosalina nodded.

"Oh well, maybe we can study afterwards then?"

"Nope. I have to help a friend with his math homework."

Nat tried to hold back a smile. Now he knew she was just making things up.

"A friend?"

"Yeah. I've been kind of ignoring him for a while. I thought I might help him out this once."

"Whatever. But call me when your free, okay?" Patrice walked off.

"Now who's the liar?" Nat asked, as stopped in front of his locker and opened it.

"You know Patrice though, Nat. She's…you know."

He took out the books he needed and shut his locker. "I'll see you at lunch, okay?"

"Okay. And remember, don't let them get to you."

"Whatever," He mimicked Patrice as they walked in separate directions.

"Nat!" Cooper called to his friend.

"Hey Coop, what's up?"

"We have a problem."

"A problem?"

"Tuffy sent me this picture a couple minutes ago," Cooper said, showing Nat his phone.

In the picture, someone spray painted a wall of the band's studio in red spray paint reading: The Naked Brothers stink!

Nat groaned. "You know who did this right?"

"Yes, I have quite a few theories. But we can't pin it on anybody until we see the security tapes."

"I'll tell the guys when I see them at lunch."

"Okay. Tell Rosalina too."

"Alright I will. But I gotta go Cooper. I have to get to Advanced English."

"You're in advanced English?"

Nat shrugged. "I can't believe it either."

~NBB~

Later that day at lunch, Thomas, Cooper, Qaasim, David and Rosalina sat at their usual table.

"So what's this news you have to tell us, Coop?" David asked.

"This," Cooper said, handing him his phone.

The band gathered around David.

"What the heck?" Thomas said.

"Who would do that?" Qaasim asked.

"You really have to ask?" Nat asked, looking at his friends.

David handed Cooper his phone back as the band sat back down.

"After school I'm going to ask you all to come to the studio and watch the security tapes with me before rehearsal. Of course…that depends on Nat's eye…?" Cooper said, looking at Nat.

"I'll be fine," Nat said, putting his head in his hands.

"Look guys, Jake's friends have already been bothering Nat. If any of them bother you, don't let them get to you. It's what they want," Rosalina said.

"Thank you, Rosalina. That's my next point. We don't need anymore injuries for anyone," Cooper said.

"Agreed," David said.

"This is going to be tough week for the band. So we have to stick together guys, okay?" Cooper said, looking at all of his friends.

"Okay," They mumbled, except for Nat who remained quiet.

"Nat?"

"Yeah, right. Stick together. Definitely."

The band gave Nat a curious look, but let it go.

The rest of the day went by slowly for the Naked Brothers Band. Rosalina noticed that Nat had become unusually quiet between lunch and last period. She knew that he was quiet at lunch, but he wasn't that quiet. When the last bell finally rang, she met him at his locker, grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards the front of the school.

"Rosalina, what the – Where are we going?"

"We're going to the studio, like everyone else."

"I know the way to the studio by now. You don't have to show me."

"Yeah, I know. But something's up and I want to know what it is, and the only way to do that is…" She trailed off as they walked out of the school and they both got into her car. "Lock you in, until you admit what's going on."

"I'm stressed, okay?" He blurted out.

"About what?"

"Let's see…we have to rehearse, I have to write new songs for our new CD, I now have a black eye so I'm not exactly sure if I can even play, senior wrestlers are stalking me, and now the studio's been vandalized because I got Jake Lawrence, the school's number one wrestler suspended!" He shouted.

"Nat, that's not your – "

"Don't say it's not my fault, because even if it's not completely my fault, I had something to do with it."

Rosalina sighed. "Look Nat, don't be stressed out about it. Cooper knows that things are hard now, he get's it. He understands, and he's not going to force you to do anything that he knows you can't do."

"I know, but he's been waiting on these songs. I haven't had any inspiration for anything since…"

"Since what?"

"Since...before you started dating Jake."

Rosalina was somewhat surprised. She knew that when they were younger, she was the story behind a majority of the band's songs, but she thought that as they got older, Nat would move on, and get new ideas. The thought never even crossed her mind that she had affected him so much. "Nat…"

"No, it's not what you think. You're not the only thing I write about," He hadn't made eye contact with her since he started talking and he knew he couldn't try now. "You are my inspiration for most of my songs. But when you started dating Jake…it hurt. It hurt me so much, Rosalina. Then when you started ditching the band for him…I was on a writer's block. Any song that I'd started to write, I couldn't finish." Nat didn't really know why he was saying all of this now, but he knew that if he didn't say it now, he might never get it out.

"But…what about Kristina? Didn't she inspire 'Just A Girl'? And…when we broke up, you wrote after that too, didn't you?"

"I was writing about how much I missed you, and about how I wanted you back, but I knew it was best if we were just friends."

The conversation had taken an unexpected turn. Rosalina didn't expect him to say any of this. "So what does this mean?"

"I-I don't know."

She knew that now, she could finally say what she'd been meaning to in the hallway at the studio. "Nat…I was thinking, I know I just broke up with Jake but – "

At that moment, Alex opened the door and got into the back seat. "Hey, I saw Cooper. He told me about the studio. What are we going to do?"

"We're going to the studio now," Nat said, looking at his brother in the rearview mirror.

Rosalina started the car, and glanced at Nat.

"Later," He mouthed.

She nodded and drove to the studio. She pulled up to the studio, and the three of them looked at the side of building that now read: The Naked Brothers stink!

Nat groaned.

They got out of Rosalina's car just as Thomas and David walked up.

"Hey guys," David said.

"Where's Cooper and Qaasim?" Rosalina asked.

"They should already be inside," Thomas said.

They walked inside and walked into the front office where Cooper and Qaasim were standing in front of a computer screen.

"Are you guys ready?" Cooper asked.

"I already know who it is," Nat said.

"We can't just assume. We have to know for sure," Cooper said, clicking on the security tape.

A few minutes passed and nothing happened, then a person walked onto camera with a backpack. They put they backpack on the ground, and pulled out a spray-paint can.

"Okay, so we know this is who did it," Thomas said.

"But we don't know who it is," Cooper reminded him.

"Turn around, turn around, turn around," Alex urged the person, even though he knew they couldn't hear him.

The person glanced at the camera and Cooper quickly paused the video. The band leaned in to get a closer look.

"Who is that?" Alex asked. "It's definitely not Jake."

"Rosalina, do you know who that is?"

"That's one of Jake's friends. I know that for sure," She said. "I can't remember his name though."

"Alright…well, if you guys want to rehearse you can. I'll take care of this," Cooper said.

The band walked up the stairs to the room where they also rehearsed in. Once they reached the room, Nat spoke up. "Look guys, I think it'd be better if I didn't rehearse today. But if you guys wanted to play, that'd be cool."

"Okay."

"Alright."

"Let's do it!"

"Hey Rosalina, could you get on guitar, and then Thomas could you go on bass." Nat said, standing by the microphone.

"Why?" Thomas asked, putting down his cello.

"Because, I thought we could practice 'Curious' since we haven't done it in a while."

Thomas and Rosalina did as he said.

"2, 3, 4!"

They went through the song and did fine. But the band looked at each other. Was Nat angry? When they finished, they looked at each other.

"Guys?" Cooper asked, walking into the room. "I hate to interrupt. But Patrice is here, and she won't leave until she talks to Rosalina."

Rosalina put down her guitar down, and followed Cooper back downstairs.

"Guys…" Nat started. "I just…I don't know if I can do this right now."

"Do what?" David asked.

"What's wrong?" Alex asked.

"I haven't written a song in weeks, and…everything with Jake isn't helping."

"Nat, it's okay that you haven't written a song. Nobody blames you," Alex said.

"I'm just…," He sighed. "Okay. Let's do two more songs, then we're done."

The band nodded.

"Okay…let's do 'I Feel Alone', okay? 1, 2, 3!"

They did fine on that song too, and Rosalina came back towards the end of the song.

"What did Patrice want?" Nat asked.

"It's nothing," Rosalina said, picking up her guitar.

"Alright now 'Just A Girl' and we'll be done."

They played that song, and their thoughts were confirmed. Nat was mad, or at least upset, about something. But they were almost afraid to ask what.

"Thanks guys. I'll see you tomorrow at school," Nat said, walking out of the room.

A few minutes after Nat left, Cooper walked into the room. "Where's Nat?" He asked, looking around.

"He left," Alex said.

"Well…I talked to the police, and their going to come tomorrow to check the security tapes. I'm going to have Tuffy here to show them around while we're at school."

"I have to go find Nat," Rosalina said. "C'mon Alex, we gotta go."

Alex put his drumsticks down and walked over to Rosalina, who was standing by the hallway to the elevator.

"Can you lock up, Coop?"

"Of course," The manager agreed.

Rosalina and Alex walked out of the studio and looked up and down the street. They didn't see Nat anywhere.

"Let's drive home to see if he's there," Alex suggested. "Then we'll figure out what to do."

Rosalina agreed and the both got into her car and drove over to the Wolff apartment. They walked up to the apartment to see Nat in the hallway, sitting next to the apartment door. They walked over to him, and Rosalina took the apartment key from his pocket, and gave it to Alex. "We'll be inside in a little bit. Start your homework, okay?" She whispered.

Alex nodded and let himself inside.

Rosalina sat next to her best friend, and only looked at him.

"Rosalina, I don't know why I said the things I did today."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I don't know why I told you all that stuff in the car."

"Why? Is it a lie?"

"No, it's just…I haven't told anyone that. Even Alex. Or any of the guys. And no offense, I know we're best friends, but we're not as close as we used to be. I don't know where that came from."

"I don't know where a lot of things are coming from these days. But you know what I know? That no matter what happens, you, Alex and the guys will be right there with me. And we'll be there for you."

"What did Patrice want?" Nat asked suddenly.

"She's really set on hanging out with me," She said. "I don't know why. I don't get it."

"She probably just wants Jake."

Rosalina's phone started ringing suddenly. She pulled it out from her pocket and checked the I.D. "Speak of the devil," She mumbled, pressing ignore.

"He's still trying to call you?"

Rosalina nodded. "Thanks for letting me stay here, by the way. I don't know what I'd do if I had to stay home alone."

"You know you're always welcome here, Rosie."

She smiled. "Nat, I really need to tell you –" Her phone started ringing again and she groaned. She looked at it and saw it was Patrice.

"Looks like you have two stalkers," Nat joked.

"At least one of them is less dangerous. The best Patrice can do is stomp her foot and throw a fit."

A/N-Is Patrice REALLY less dangerous? Or can she do more harm than good?

^That up there was a hint.^

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