OMINOUS VOICE: It's time.

So...it's finally here! The dramatic part of the story I've been dying to tell you guys since I started writing this. Just so you, I was SO excited and inspired and it may have taken me a while but I managed to get 3 chapters out of me...well 2 and half. I would've had the 3rd new chapter but I got side tracked and only thought of it this morning. I was a little too excited cuz I went and got All Around The Worldand haven't stopped listening to it since I got it. And I'm trying hard as hell to go see the movie.

Anyways, I'll be back at the end of the chapter.

Showtime

Taylor

It's 3 hours before the boys' concert. I made sure that their outfits were ready and in their dressing room. And now I can't even find them.

I'm walking around, looking into every office and room. It was only when I heard familiar screaming that I went towards the stage. Sure enough, they were there running around the stage like a bunch of fools.

I walked right to the middle of the stage. Right as Roc was about to run off, I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him back. He stumbled but caught himself before he fell.

"What are you guys doing?"

"Sound check"

"This...is sound check? I can hear you all the way in the back"

"You see what had happened was, I was practicing going down the slide and Prodigy had put his foot in front me right when I hit the bottom so I tripped. And you know I don't play, so I ran after him, and we bumped into Roc and he joined in"

I laughed a little. "Just hurry up. I have to make the clothes are good before the show starts"

"Iight"

I saw Jacob sitting on one of the staircases. I went behind him and sat down. I wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my chin on his right shoulder.

"Hey Princey"

He leaned back against my knees.

"Hey"

I started humming Hold me Down by College Boyys while I took the clip out of Jake's hair. I started from the front and pulled his hair back. His head fell backwards and he stared up at me.

"Shouldn't you be doing your sound check?"

"I did mine already"

"Then come on. I need to see if the clothes are okay"

"Okay"

I stood up and went towards the others. "Whenever you're done, just come to the dressing room"

"No problem"

Me and Jake walked quietly to the dressing room. Once we got there, I rummaged through the clothes rack and a box of shoes to find his clothes.

They are wearing camo cargo pants, black short sleeve shirts, black boots, and dark green sleeveless hoodies.

I handed him the clothes then shoved him into the changing room.

He came out a little while later. I walked over and started adjusting a few things.

"Does it fit okay?"

"Yeah"

Eventually the other three came in and I checked their clothes too.

{Skipping to when the show starts}

"Are you ready for...MINDLESS BEHAVIOR?"

The crowd is ridiculously loud. The boys come out a minute later and in the words of Ray-Ray : TURNED UP

I watched from the dressing room on the TV. An hour and a half later they came in all tired.

These sweaty boys decided to crowd around me. EWWWW!

"Eww. Move. You guys are all sweaty" I said flying off the couch.

"It's not our fault. It's hot out there" said Prodigy

"Don't you dance? You should be used to sweat" said Roc

"Whatever. It's my sweat, okay?" I went over to the other couch and sat on the arm.

They wandered around drinking water, going to the bathroom, or just hanging on the couch.

"Whatcha doin'?" asked Ray. He snuck up on me so I jumped a little. I was on twitter checking to see what people were saying about them.

"Stuff"

"So, did you get to see our show?"

I looked up from my phone and they all were staring at me expectantly.

"Yeah, I did..."

"A pause. That means there's a "but" coming. Was something wrong?" Prodigy said

"No. There aren't any "buts", it's just that..." I paused searching for the right word. I walked over to the wall and leaned on it. "The four of you are...dirty" I said chuckling a little.

"Dirty?" asked Jacob

"Yes"

"In what sense?"

I looked on YouTube for videos fan had posted from tonight. I found one from the front row and showed it to them. There was a collective "oh".

"Anyways, go change. We're heading back to the hotel soon. I'll be in the van"

I said and walked out.

12 shows and 10 cities later we hit Prodigy's hometown of Philly.

The boys and I have been having so much fun. Like right now.

We're on the bus acting dumb, taking pictures. There was one with all of them in different fight poses. We took pictures together. Some of me and Jacob where his head was on my lap, we both fell asleep with me leaning on his shoulder, one with Jacob leaning against the arm of the couch and me sitting next to his feet with my phone and the last two were him kissing me on the cheek with my face scrunched up and me kissing his cheek with his tongue sticking out.

They posted them on twitter and thought it would be funny to label it as: Princeton and his wifey 3

By the next day, everything was a mess.

Team Mindless was angry about the pictures with me in them. Especially the ones with Jacob.

Somehow they found my twitter name and started threatening me. Literally threatening me.

Fan #1: that ho betta stay away frm ma man.

Fan #2: WIFEY?! Who tha hell iz dat bitch? She betta hope I dnt find ha ugly ass!

Fan #3: When did all dis happen? why didn't he tell us he got a girlfriend? does that mean he lied on the radio?

And it gets worse than that. I put up a front to make it seem like I was fine but on the inside...I was broken and confused.

If it's like that when they think I'm his girlfriend, what would it be like if I actually was?

The boys went on twitter defending me, telling them that we were just playing around. But it only did so much.

It went on for weeks and I continued acting like nothing was wrong.

Before I knew it, we were in New Jersey. The girls surprised all of us by popping up at the hotel. I was glad to see them but I was dreading the moment where they would corner me and ask me if I'm okay.

As I expected, they came to my room around 8:30 at night.

I let them in and we all sat on my bed.

"Well?"

"Well what?"

"Aren't you going to ask me about the pictures?"

"We were. But we figured you wouldn't want to talk about"

"I don't. At least not right now"

"Okay. Well on a better note, do you want to do more dance videos?"

"Sure. Let me look through my playlists"

For the rest of the night we watched movies but I wasn't really paying attention. I was thinking about the emotions I was hiding behind this wall. Talking would lead to crying. This was worse than the time at boarding school.

15 year old Taylor was really different than me now. I was way more quiet and didn't know much about fake people.

There was a dance coming up. I was just going to go with my friends but this boy named Luke started talking to me.

It seemed like he liked me. I was wrong. It was all for a dare to make the ugly bi racial nerd, me, think that someone wanted to take her to the dance.

When I found out, I was crushed. People were laughing at me.

I got past it though. I went to the dance looking bad. And when he came over to me, trying to make nice with me, I went along with it for a while. I smiled at him and punched him in the face. I broke his nose.

But right now, this is more humiliating. It's on the Internet, and everyone knows that things on there stay there for a long time.

What am I supposed to do?

Jacob

A week after the twitter incident.

Taylor is my best friend. I know when something is wrong with her and when she's lying to me.

I know that this whole thing on twitter is bothering her because she hasn't been acting the same.

Talking way less than normal. Looking really sad all the time. But the thing that is bothering me the most? She's been avoiding me. In between shows, I barely see her. Whenever we're near each other she won't look at me. And tonight we're doing a show, and she's not here.

The clothes were ready though, but Taylor wasn't here to help or even watch.

What is going on?

Prodigy

We were going over new choreography for the next couple of shows.

We were on break so I was wandering around the dance studio. I heard music coming from another room and went to go check it out. Through the window I could see Taylor dancing by herself.

I was there watching when Ray-Ray and Roc came over.

She went through the entire dance with no emotion on her face but when the song ended she dropped to the ground and started crying.

We looked at each other confused. We didn't know if we should go in there or just leave her alone.

I was about to say something when Tay's friends came around the corner.

I was feeling Angela back at Taylor's birthday party. I haven't seen her since then. And I could tell Roc liked Brittany and Ray-Ray liked Nae-Nae.

Angela looked in my direction and smiled at me.

"Hey girls" we said

"Hey"

"What's up?"

"Um something's wrong with Taylor. We weren't sure what to do"

They looked into the window and their faces fell. The walked around us to go inside.

"Do you guys need help?" I asked

"Yeah, is there anything we can do?" asked Ray-Ray

"No. We can handle it. Thanks" said Nae-Nae and went inside followed by Brittany.

"If we need something, we'll ask, okay?" said Angela

"Sure"

"Bye"

Brittany

We dropped our stuff on the floor and rushed over to Tay. We've never seen her this upset before.

"Taylor, please talk to us. You shouldn't keep it in like this"

She sat up and wiped her eyes. They were bloodshot and she was breathing very badly.

"I can't take it anymore. I don't feel right being around him. I'm extra paranoid and don't feel like going anywhere"

"What's been going on?" Angel asked

"These girls have been goin off on me on twitter, through my email and somehow found out my number"

"You can't just let this keep happening, you have to do something"

"And what would I do? Go to the police? I know for a fact that they can't or won't do something about this"

"Have you been avoiding Princeton this whole time?"

"Yeah"

"Why? He's probably worried about you. He is your best friend after all, he can help you get through this. I mean this involves him too"

She started shaking her head.

"No. I can't even look at him without feeling bad. I just can't face him...not with the way things are"

She got up and started putting her other clothes back on.

Taylor picked up her bag and unplugged her iPod from the speakers.

"I have to go" she said before running out of the room.

We ran after her, calling her to come back. She ignored us though and ran out the door.

"What just happened?"

We turned around. The boys we standing there with the choreographer and Kenneth. Even some of the dancers for the tour were out in the hallway.

"I'm not really sure. One minute we were talking and the next she grabbed her stuff and ran out the room"

"Where is she going?"

"We don't know"

Princeton started pacing and running his hands through his hair.

"Is she okay?"

"Depends. She's really stressed out and doesn't want to face anybody"

He leaned against the wall and slid down til he was squatting. He held head in his hands.

"Why won't she talk to me?"

HELLO!

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