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Chapter 1

"Maranda! Open up!" Krys pleaded.

"No! I'm tired, I'm resting!" I yelled to her as I cried.

Nick invited her on tour with him for 6 months, while I was
stuck in the apartment alone thinking of them and how much they
would have fun. When Krys told me, I ran to my room and this
is where we're started.

"Fine, I give up! Nick's here anyways!" She yelled as I
cried harder.

Knowing and hearing how much they hated being
apart and how much they love each other made me shake.

"Hey Maranda? Can we talk?" Nick asked at the door.
His voice was so soothing and so comforting.

"I…I guess," I said unlocking the door. I jumped onto my bed
and sat indian style, clenching onto my pillow as I cried.

"What's wrong? Krys told me you were upset," Nick said shutting
the door and sitting aside me on the bed.

"It's nothing," I said wiping my eyes. I looked over at him and saw
his loving face, causing me to burst into tears again.

"Oh! Why are you crying! Stop!" He said as tears flowed
down my face. "Come on, we can tell each other everything right?"

"No," I said with a laugh. "Not this."

"Try me," he said folding his arms.

"I…" I tried thinking of a good excuse, "my mom told me if I don't
bring up my grades I have to move with her to Montana
and go to school there."

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry," he said brushing his hand
through my hair as tears welled up in my eyes again.

"I won't see you anymore," I said crying harder.

It kinda was the same situation; I won't see him since he'll be
on tour right?

"Aww, come 'ere," he said hugging me. "Don't worry, I got
connections, I can get up there…what class are you failing?"

"Astrology," I said as I laid my head on his shoulder.

"You know I'm good at that! I can help you for your finals," Nick said as I grinned.

"You would do that for me?" I asked looking up at him.

"Of course!" He said wiping my eyes. "I came to see you and tell you about
the tour anyways."

"What about?" I asked with a sigh.

"I forgot to ask you to come with me! It totally slipped my mind," he said
as I looked at him shocked.

"You want ME to come?" I asked double-checking.

"Are you kidding? You're my bestest friend in the whole world!
I couldn't let you miss out on my fame!" He said with a small laugh.

"You promise you're not lying to me Carter?" I asked.

"Carter honor! Maranda…come here I'll tell you a secret," he
whispered as I moved closer to him. "I want you to come more
than Krys, you are so much more fun than she is," he whispered as I smiled.

"Carter, I wouldn't miss it for anything!" I said hugging him as we fell off the bed.

"OW!" We both laughed.

"What are you two doing?" Krys asked as we leaped up.

"Um…he kinda made me a little excited," I said as Nick cleared
his throat. "Hey Nick, how about pizza, my treat?"

"Extra cheese?"

"Of course!"

"Let's go!" Nick said as we ran out of the apartment.

"Nick I thought we were going to the movies!" Krys yelled to him.

"We will after pizza!" Nick said as we hopped into his truck.

"Bye Krys!" I said with a laugh. I was at that moment…glad she wasn't
coming with us.

~*~*~*~

"How's the guys?" I asked Nick as I watched him guzzle his coke.

"Brian is obsessing over his new basketball, A.J. dyed his hair
blonde again, Kevin just bought a new house, and Howie is just…Howie," Nick said as I smiled.

"That's Howie for ya," I said as he nodded. "I haven't talked to you
since Sunday, anything new?" I asked.

"In two days? Nah, just hanging with B-Rok, you?"

"Hanging with Krys," I said with a sigh. "Nick does Krys ever…bother you?"

"What do you mean?" He asked puzzled.

"I mean like…sometimes when you guys hang out and you realize you're…
bothered by her?"

"Once or twice, but I think I was mad at her at the time," Nick said as
I nodded. My heart crushing a little more as he shook it off like it was nothing.
"Why do you?"

"She's just…bothering me lately."

"Oh…like you bother me?" He asked with a sinister grin.

"Oh you think that huh? Thumb wrestle now!" I said as we locked hands.

"One, two, three, four, I declare a thumb war!" We yelled as we started
wrestling for each other's thumbs.

"Gotcha!" Nick yelled in victory.

"You hurt my thumb," I whined.

"Aww, I sowwy," he said in a baby voice. "Nicky sowwy," he said with a
pout and stuttering.

"Aww, it's otay," I said as we smiled. "Nick?"

"Yep?" He asked paying for the pizza.

"Thanks for inviting me with you," I said as he grinned.

"What are best friends for?"

~*~*~*~

"Where have you been?" Krystal asked getting up from the couch as
we entered the apartment.

"Out for pizza Krys! Chill out," I said rolling my eyes. I pretty much have
gotten to the point where I hate Krystal…

"Nick you could have called to tell me you would be late," Krys said
taking his hands.

"I'm sorry, can we still see that movie?" Nick asked.

"Yeah I guess a later one wouldn't hurt," Krys said with a grin.
"Let me go get my coat," she said going to her bedroom.

"Are you going to be okay alone?" Nick asked sitting aside me on the loveseat.

"Yeah, I got a lot of catching up to do on my late night talk shows," I said
turning on the t.v.

"I would invite you, but Krys wanted to go alone," Nick said as I shrugged.

"It's okay, I don't mind," I said with a fake grin.

"We'll do something tomorrow," Nick said with a grin.

"Have fun you two," I said as Nick walked over to Krystal.

"Have fun Maranda," Krystal said with a grin as I sighed. I watched them leave
as I ran to the window and watched them walk down the stairs hand in hand.

"Hey Boomer," I said picking up my puppy. Nick got him for me for
my birthday, Nick said it was only a few weeks old when he got him.
Whenever I think of Nick, Boomer is there which is the best part of having my puppy.

I walked into my bedroom and set Boomer down on my bed.
I sat down at my vanity and looked at myself, 'I look pretty
bad,' I thought.

I took my hair down and brushed it, getting up and taking off my
shirt. I laid down on my bed aside Boomer and closed my eyes,
thinking of Nick and how loving he was. I rolled over to my
nightstand and pulled out my notebook of poems.

I started writing…

Your voice makes my heart skip a beat,
Your singing is the one thing that makes it race.
Your beautiful sensual ocean eyes entrance me,
And your lips full and pure are what lure me in.
I love you for your soul and passion,
I love you for the man you are, and what you will become.
You are my life, my past and my future,
And you are the reason I breathe, and the reason I love.

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