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chap. 1

My name is Peyton Devore and this is my story.

I woke up to the annoying beep of my alarm clock. My twin brother, Phillip, came in and started trying to turn it off. I wouldn’t budge.

“Peyton, wake up”

I groaned and rolled over.

“Seriously” my other brother, Trace, said.

“Why?”

“Mom said those friends are coming over and do you really want them to come to this?” Trace asked.

He was the oldest and neatest.

“Um, why should I care? I’m forced to share my room with some guy I don’t even know and I’m supposed to clean up for him? That is not the way I roll.”

“Yeah, mom said to. She wants us to impress these people.” Phillip said.

“I don’t want to impress them.”

“Then you’ll be grounded.” Trace said and they walked out.

“Then you’ll be grounded.” I mocked and got up.

I found my clean clothes pile and threw on an Evanescence shirt, black skinny jeans, and a ‘punk’s not dead’ belt. I messed with my hair a little and was ready. I decided to throw the dirty clothes in my hamper and put the clean clothes away. Wow, I can now see the carpet.

“PEYTON!” my mom yelled.

“If these are your friends, why do we need to impress them?” I asked going down the stairs.

“Because, honey, her house is always neat and tidy when I visit and she has four boys. I only have three and my house looks ten times worse.”

“Mhm, whatcha need?”

“For you to be down here, they’ll be here any minute.”

“Got it”

Spencer, my older brother, who was sixteen, a year younger than Trace, came down the stairs, skateboard in hand.

“Hey that’s mine!” I said.

“Oh, wasn’t paying attention.”

“It was in my room. You just randomly take stuff out of people’s rooms and don’t realize it?”

“Um, well, no. I seriously need new wheels and I’m broke.” he said.

“Get a job” I said getting up to take my skateboard back.

“That’s what I’m gonna go do.”

“So walk, Publix is right down the street.”

“I was thinking Hot Topic.”

“And I was thinking you give me my skateboard back.”

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chap. 2

We didn’t exactly notice the people standing in the doorway.

“Peyton, Spencer, this is Mr. and Mrs. Jonas and their sons.” my mom said.

So much for impressing them.

“Oh, hi” I said.

Spencer waved and started walking to the door.

“Spencer!”

“Fine”

He handed me my skateboard and sat on the couch.

“Peyton, show Nick to your room?”

I nodded and started walking. The curly one followed. He was quiet, but then again, I hadn’t said anything either.

“Don’t get used to it being clean” I said as we walked in.

“Top or bottom?” he asked pointing to the bunk beds I’d had since I was ten.

“Whichever you want”

“Ok, bottom”

I smiled a fake smile and nodded. I didn’t like this boy. Phillip came in.

“Dude…there’s a dude” he said.

“I swear someone dropped you on your head.” I said and put my skateboard away. I had three. One was signed by Bam Margera and hanging on the wall. He was my total and complete obsession. I had posters and print outs of him everywhere and hired someone to paint ‘Bam’ on one of the walls.

“So, you like Bam”

“A little”

He laughed and I walked over to my stereo.

“You like Good Charlotte?” I asked.

“Yeah” Phillip said.

“Was I asking you?”

“You didn’t say…what’s your name?”

“Nick”

“Ok, you didn’t say ‘Nick, do you like Good Charlotte?’”

“Ugh, Nick, do you like Good Charlotte?” I asked.

“Yeah”

I put in my new Good Charlotte CD and went on my laptop, of course, to a Bam fan site.

“Do you wanna do something?” I asked.

“Um, what’s there to do?”

“Do you know how to skateboard?”

“No”

I stared at him for a second and grabbed two of my skateboards.

chap. 3

“That’s gonna change, Jonas.” I said and threw him a board.

He caught it and we walked out of my room.

“Where are you going? And you let him use your skateboard?” Spencer asked as we walked by his room.

“Lessons” I said.

“Can I help?”

“I guess”

We walked to the front yard and since we lived in a gated ritzy neighborhood there were basically no cars. But there were some preppy guys on golf carts. We walked out to the street and I stopped.

“First, you need balance” I said and pushed off, riding it for a second.

He mimicked me and fell. I had to hold back laughter.

“Ok, um you definitely need to work on the balance.” Spencer said.

“Duh” I said.

“I was telling him”

“You think he doesn’t know that when he just fell?”

“Um…maybe he didn’t know it was ‘cause of balance.”

(You probably have no idea what’s going on:

The Jonas’ are staying with us because they are moving to Hollywood, where I live. The boys got a record deal, that’s why they were moving.)

“Um, hi, do I have to do this?” Nick asked.

“Yes” Spencer and I said in usion.

After and hour of trying again and again Nick could go in a straight line for about five seconds. We went back inside and put the skateboards away.

“Movie?” Trace asked, coming in my room.

“Yeah, Nick?” I asked.

“Which one?”

“Pirates 3”

“Ok”

We walked downstairs and to the movie theater, yes, we had a movie theater in our house. The two other boys, Nick’s brothers were already down there with Phillip and Spencer.

“Hey” I said and sat next to the cute one with black, shaggy hair.

“Hey, I’m Joe”

“Peyton” I smiled.

“I’m Kevin” the other one said.

“Cool. Hey”

Nick sat on the other side of me and the movie started. “Here we go” Spencer said right before the part where Jack comes in.

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