AN: Hi, guys! Well, good news is that I plan on writing one chapter a day! Since I have nothing better to do this summer… Anyway, I apologize for the first chapter being so short. I sort of wanted to see if anyone was actually going to read. Apparently, yes. So, here's my next chapter, hope you like it. Also there is some very mild cursing in this. It's so mild it's bleeped. HEY KIN! Wanna do the disclaimer?

Kin: SURE! Oh boy, this is my moment to shine! Skullenko does not ow-

Trina: WAIT! Why can't I do it?

Skullenko: You didn't want to last time. Do you want to now?

Trina: No, but I'd like to be asked!

Kin: As I was saying, Skull-

Skullenko: Forget it you're taking too long. I don't own Grojband and I NEVER WILL! Now I'm depressed. *goes to sit in corner*

Laney's Pov

…That didn't sound as bad as I thought it would. I know what you're thinking: Oh Laney, that's…..really stupid. I would agree with you if it were any other boy. Sadly, it is not another boy. It is MY Corey!

Do you know what happens to 15 year old boys?! They start to notice GIRLS! Now I know what you're thinking (I'm a fergin psychic): Doesn't that mean he'll start to notice you? NO, it doesn't. Because he WON'T and it's soooo frustrating!

You know what we did yesterday? We went to the mall! We were TRYING to find a kiosk that made shirts (we just got a really big gig and wanted to sell official Grojband t-shirts). Corey stared at every girl that walked by. Not eyes pop out, jaw unhinges, tongue rolls out sort of way. More like his eyes would follow them a couple more seconds than necessary and at each one. I'm pretty sure he went cross eyed for a second there.

We headed home because; Corey forgot the Grojand money in the garage. Now, before then, I wasn't really noticing the staring that much, but when we got home something happened that really showed Corey would look at any girl (but me). When we got back in the garage, Corey suggested we rock out to take our minds off the whole t-shirt thing.

We were right in the middle of a song, when Trina and Mina came in to tell us to quote "shut UUUUUUPPP!" Trina and I started arguing (with Mina occasionally chiming in to take Trina's side) and I noticed Corey just staring at Mina. I think I would've been horribly heartbroken if it weren't for the hot white rage filling me. This caused me to punch Trina square in the face. Kin and Kon will sometimes tell me jokingly to punch Trina, but they never meant it. Even though Trina is really mean, I still got asked to leave by Corey's mom.

As I was heading out, Corey leaned towards me and said "Nice one, bro." then fist bumped me. Even as I walked home I could still here Corey saying "bro" in the back of my mind.

That pretty much leaves us where I am now. Alone, in my room, with the shades closed, crying my little tomboy heart out.

Knock knock.

Quickly I sit up and rush to the door. I hope it's Corey. Actually scratch that. If it is Corey I don't really want him to see me crying my heart out. I open the door to see….my mom. That actually makes a lot more sense than Corey.

"Honey, I have some great news! You're father finally got some money and is flying out to Peaceville with Hillary to see us! They're arriving tomorrow so, make some space for Hillary. You'll be sharing your room with her!" Then she spun on her heel and left.

I stared at my door for awhile before closing it and plopping myself down on the bed.

Today can't get any worse, can it? Or should I say tomorrow?

Killer Time Skip To Tomorrow At The Airport Transition…YEAH!

Let's get one thing straight. I loathe Hillary. Everybody does! Unless she wants you to like her. Then she's just playing you. She's twisted, conniving and ruthless if you stand in her way. When she comes into town she turns everything upside down and leaves everyone confused. That's why we (we being the select number of people that know she's evil) call her Hurricane Hillary (AN: And just like that the summary makes sense).

Also, my dad and mom are divorced. Mainly because, he's really mean, hates kids (haha he has three… that I know of), evil, and a deadbeat. Probably where Hillary gets it from.

So here I am, waiting at a crowded airport, holding the hands of my 7 year old brother Harvy, and feeling grumpy.

All of a sudden, the air is knocked out of me as something tackles me to the ground. I struggle for a moment before flipping for a moment and coming face to face with a pair of chocolate brown eyes. Hillary. She yanked on me hard and fast to pull me up. This only succeeded to smash me head first into her luggage and to hurt my shoulder. After muttering a string of curse words I steadied myself, only to be hugged by Hillary

Now I know what you're thinking (I should go to like, one of those government tests that say if you're really psychic. This is getting freaky.): 'Oh Laney, she doesn't seem that bad. I'm sure there's a logical explanation for that. It was probably an accident.' Well guess WHAT, I know her you don't! She's going to be as sweet as a cupcake with sprinkles, when everyone's around, but when we're around that's when she'll turn into a horrible monster! I know what you're thinking (I'm getting good at this!): 'Maybe, she's chang-' NO she hasn't.

"Hello, Laney! I'm so so soooo happy to see you!" She said in a voice so sweet it could make a unicorn barf.

"Hi, Hillary." I said in a monotone.

"It's a shame that we don't get to see each other often." So, she's sticking with the cutesy act, huh? Two can play at this game! ….I just don't want to.

"Well you chose to go with dad."

Insert awkward silence here. Awkward silence has been inserted.

My mom swats my arm, "Laney! That was very rude. Apologize."

I squirmed a bit. "NOW!"

"I'm sorry." Hillary checks to make sure no one is around before leaning in and saying, "Whatever. I hope you liked your trip." Told ya.

I roll my eyes and turn to dad. "How're you doin dad?"

He stares at me before saying, "What the f*ck do you care?" Yup. That's my daddy.

I turn to see Hillary holding Harvy up in the air. "There you are Harvy, my special little boy! Did you miss me? 'Cause I sure did miss you!"

Harvy blinked, "I have to pee." That caused her to drop Harvy like he was something dangerous. That means, not only did she drop him (notice I said 'drop Harvy' and not 'carefully let Harvy down'), but she also hid behind dad.

Mom cleared her throat, "Since you have all of your things, why don't we head out to the car? Laney take Harvy to go pee." Then they all left Harvy and I alone.

I sighed. "Okay buddy, do you see a restroom?"

"What? OH! Yeah. I lied. I just reaaaally wanted her to put me down." He smirked.

I like this kid.

Arriving at Laney's and Harvy's and their mom's car Transition!

Now I know what you're thinking (sorta getting freaky now huh?): 'Oh Laney, Hillary's only being mean because, you fired the first shot! I bet your trip was an accident and she was lying about doing it on purpose.' Well, for your information, on the car ride over here she was already being a bossy little know it all. The worst part about it was my parents were letting her. My mom because, quote, "Okay, sweetie! I'm just so happy to have you back home!" and my dad because, quote, "Whatever you like, sugar bear!". Oh did I forget to mention that my dad hates all kids EXCEPT Hillary? Well it's true.

I'm tuning out her rant right now when I hear a part that catches my…ear.

"-and Laney will have to die her hair." Wait. Stop. (AN: Hammer time :D)

"I'm sorry, did you just say I had to die my hair?" I said irritably.

"Yes."

"May I ask why?" She's poking the dragon.

"It's too bright. It's hurting my eyes." Poke poke.

"There's no way I'm doing that."

"Daaaddyyyy?" She whined.

"Dye your hair Laney." POKE.

She smirked at me. JAB. You have succeeded in angering the dragon: Laney. The dragon will destroy you in 5…4…3….2…1…goodbye.

"YOU-(We interrupt this regularly scheduled fanfic to bleep it. …..Okay it's good now.)" I screamed. I swear I would never say that to anyone else. I know how cruel and offensive it was, but I really hate Hillary.

Everyone sat in stunned silence before, "Eh. I've heard worse." Hillary shrugged.

My mom cleared her throat, "Laney. When we're getting home, you're going straight to your room."

Back In Laney's Room Transition

This is unfair! She's tortured me all her life until she moved out with dad! Worst of all, I never did anything about it! But then Corey gave me the strength to stand up for myself! Corey! Oh man! Hillary's going to mess with Corey and the band isn't she (AN: If she didn't I wouldn't really have a story)? Just to spite me! I told you she's evil! She'll probably reveal she also plays bass and sings and then replace me! Would the band actually do that to me? It would be better NOT to have a nag in the band! Whatever if they do kick me out, I'll just start a new band! With….Lenny (you ever notice how when something happens to me it also usually happens to Lenny? Freaky, huh?)! My life is falling apart.

AN: Alright! Woo! Second chapter! It's going ok… I think… You know what you should do? You should comment and tell me how you think it's going!

Trina: In other words: comment.

Skullenko: I thought you wanted nothing to do with this.

Trina: Well, Mina's getting more attention than me!

Skullenko: Fine! I'll put you in the next chapter!

Kin &Kon: What about us? We haven't been in here at all.

Skullenko: Fine! In the meantime I'm hosting a little competition. Actually it's not really a competition. The only characters I really own in this story are Hillary and Harvy. I want Harvy to have a counterpart! It's a girl. I also want Corey to have a little sister and for her to have a boy counterpart, that's Carrie's little brother. Sadly, I suck at names. So, I want you to give me suggestions. Write in the comments what you think their names should be (please nothing ridiculous like Stupidhead). You have to get them in pretty soon. I don't know when I'll put Lenny's or Carrie's little siblings in there, but Corey's little sister will be in the next chapter! It is August 11th and the next chapters out tomorrow so I need Corey's sisters name by then!

Trina: Wow. You really think enough people care about your little fanfic to participate? Or actually read it?

Skullenko: This is why you're not in my story.

Mina: Remember to comment!

Corey: I need my little sis!