Chapter 3: Super Cooper

Rosalina's POV

After I had calmed down a bit, Nat took me to the room with the couches. We were laying in the middle of the room, looking up at the ceiling. Nat had his arm around my shoulder and I had my head resting on his chest. He was playing with my hair, making my giggle sometimes. "I still don't understand why you keep laughing," he said, then blew on my head.

"When you keep blowing it tickles," I said, giggling.

"You are so weird," he said.

"You love me weird," I said.

"I do indeed," his said as a ringer blared through the room. He lifted his butt off the ground, pulling his phone out of his pocket. He hit the answer button, putting it on speaker. "Super Cooper!" he exclaimed. "What up?"

Nat, have you and Rosalina made up yet?

"If you could see us right now then that would answer your question," Nat said.

You'd better not be doing anything nasty!

"Cooper, we're twelve," I said. "We are too young to even think about doing anything nasty."

So should I guess you guys made up?

"Yea," I said.

Does that mean you could answer my question now?

"Sure thing Coop," Nat said. "You are just very lucky that I'm in a very good mood."

So now we have three days to practice. Oh boy.

"We could practice all day tomorrow and Thursday and then Friday afternoon," I offered.

We can't just keep using Nat's place though.

"Leave that to me," Nat said. "Just tell the guys to meet me at my house at 8:30 tomorrow morning."

Okay. And since you wrote the first song, I'm giving naming rights to you. But nothing nasty.

"Later Cooper," he said, hanging up.

"So you have any names in mind?" I asked, looking up at him.

"Woah, what did I just walk in on?" Alex asked, walking over to us. "It sounds like you're talking about an unborn baby."

"Hey little dude, any band names in mind?" Nat asked his brother. He gasped, running out of the room. Nat looked at me, confused, and I laughed. Alex came back a minute later with a box behind his back.

"Good evening, lady and gentleNat," Alex said politely. "Thank you for coming to hear my band name pitch." Nat looked at me again, this time both of us laughing.

"Alex, what are you doing?" Nat asked.

"I'm presenting my idea," Alex said, frustrated. He sighed, returning to his prior demeanor. "The first and only band name I can think of his the name of the band I was in prior to my current band. This band consisted of my brother, Nat, and I, sitting in the bathtub completely naked and singing songs for our dad."

"Alex!" Nat said, his cheeks flushing red. "We will not call our band the—"

"The Naked Brothers Band!" Alex exclaimed.

"No," Nat said sternly.

"It's adorable!" I exclaimed, sitting up. "Why not Nat?"

"We won't preform naked, we're not all brothers. Heck, you're a girl."

"But the name symbolizes a simpler time in life, right Alex?"

"Right," Alex said. "You should listen to your girlfriend, she's not as crazy as you are."

"You should listen to me," I said. "I think it's a cute name."

"We'll ask the guys," Nat said, making me smile.

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I, as well as Nat and Alex, forgot about meeting the guys in the morning. Luckily, Cooper had a key and let them all in. They were all shaking me, making me wake up instantly. "What?" I groaned. I sat up, looking around.

"Rosalina, it's almost nine," Cooper said. "You guys said to come at 8:30."

"Nat was supposed to wake me up," I said in a tired voice. I looked down at the hall, seeing their room door open. First Alex came out, followed by Nat, both of them scratching their heads.

"What's with all the noise?" Alex asked, sitting down next to me.

"You guys forgot about us," Thomas said.

"I'm sorry," Nat said. "I was up late last night working on new music."

"And I was up with him trying to get him to go to sleep because he was disturbing me," I said.

"And I don't have an alarm clock." Alex said, making them snicker.

"Just go get dressed," Cooper said. "We'll get you guys some cereal or something."

"I've got the shower first," I said, getting up.

When I finished, I quickly got dressed in their room since they were brushing in the bathroom. I pulled my red, white, and blue knee socks up, then my black and white converse. I picked up a white tank top, bringing it to my nose. I cringed, dropping it back in my bag. I picked up and different shirt and the same situation went for all the rest. "Great, just great," I mumbled. I guess I'll just dig through their drawers. I grabbed my black sports bra, quickly putting it on. I picked up my light washed overall shorts, stepping into them. Just as I wad about to go to the drawers, the door opened.

"You're still getting dressed?" Nat asked, walking in.

"I need a shirt," I said.

"You have a bunch in your bag," he said.

"They smell," I said.

"What about that shirt you've got on?"

"This is a bra," I said matter of factly.

"It's not like you need it," he scoffed, going over to his drawers.

"Nat!" I exclaimed.

"What?" he said in defense. "You have no boobs, I'm sorry to tell you that."

"Wow this is the weirdest conversation I've ever had." I said.

"Hey turn around," he said. "I need to first find my boxers then put them on. I am going to be butt naked."

I turned around, pulling my sleeves over my shoulders. "Back to the previous conversation—"

"Not to hurt your feelings but you have practically no boobs, okay?" Nat said. "That is the main reason we know each other. You're lack of breasts made me think you're a boy which made me feel even worse for hurting you and so forth."

"You know, telling a girl they have no boobs is considered offensive in every place," I said.

"I found them!" he exclaimed. I chuckled, then heard him tell me I could turn around again. "Are you sure you don't have any shirts?"

"I thought this was a shirt?" I said sarcastically.

"You know what, the guys won't care much. Just go get breakfast." He said, pushing me out of the door. I grunted, walking to the kitchen. As soon as I went into the kitchen, all the guys stared at me.

"What are you wearing?" David asked. "You're, like, naked."

"All my shirts smell like shit, okay?" I said, grabbing a piece of toast.

"I think you spend a little too much time with Nat and Alex," Cooper said. "You sound like Nat."

"She basically is Nat without the penis," Qaasim said, making them laugh. I picked up a spoonful of jelly, throwing it at Qaasim.

"Don't say that ever again," I said angrily. "I am not Nat."

"You act like Nat," David said, earning himself a spoonful of jelly.

"You talk like Nat," Thomas said, earning the same punishment.

"And you and Nat both don't wear shirts," Cooper said. I grunted, dumping the jar out into my hand before chugging it in their direction. They were covered in grape jelly! I started laughing, putting the jar down on the counter.

"You know, I want going to fight back because you are the only thing that keeps Nat sane, but now it's on," David said, picking up the peanut butter. He dug his hand inside the jar, flinging a scoop at me. I flinched, feeling the warm stickiness settle on my skin. I shrieked, hearing them start to laugh.

"Oh you think this is funny?" I asked.

"Hilarious," Qaasim said. I reached behind me, reaching my hand into the trash can. I pulled out a wad of spaghetti from dinner last night, throwing it at him.

"That's hilarious," I said, laughing. "I got that from the trash."

And then a food war broke out. I and left over rights and they got whatever they found in the fridge. It wasn't until Nat came out that we stopped. Well actually, David threw brownie mix at me, and it hit Nat instead. We all froze in our tracks, looking at Nat's face. "What the hell's going on?" Nat yelled angrily.

"Rosalina started it!" Thomas said, pointing at me.

"They were mocking me! It's all I could think of!" I exclaimed. And then I got an idea. I grabbed a clean rag, putting it under the faucet. I walked over to Nat, gently rubbing it on his cheek. "Nat, please don't be mad at us." I said sweetly, cleaning off his face. "You know we all love you."

The guys were watching me intently, waiting for Nat's response. "Okay Rosie," he said quietly. "You just got lucky they missed your actual outfit."

"I did, didn't I?" I said, smiling at him. He took the rag from me and tossed it on the counter. He then turned to his friends.

"Don't mess with my girl again," he said sternly, walking out of the kitchen.

"Woah, how'd you do it?" Cooper asked. "Nat would've killed us."

"I call it girl perks," I said. "Or more frankly, girlfriend perks."

"Do girls really have that effect?" David asked.

"Of course they do," Alex said, walking in. "I mean, you wouldn't know since none of you have girls in your life."

"What girl do you have in your life?" Thomas asked, confused.

"Juanita," Alex stated.

"What about me?" Juanita yelled, walking in.

"Nothing," Alex said instantly, running to the purple stair case. Juanita chased after him, leaving us there. I shrugged, picking up my piece of toast from before and heading in the direction Nat went.