ha. i am obsessed with aligning to the right side. so, kudos to whoever started this. xD
next chapter[joe's pov];;
Now, normally, I wouldn't let giant, pudgy guys named Jack and Manny, and their little friends backstage. But, the show was about to start and my brain cells were not regularly functioning. Nick would say my brain cells don't function whatsoever, but hey, I'm a pretty smart guy.
Minus all the usual incidents I somehow get myself into. Including, what was it?, meeting my alter ego. Seriously, how many idiots make themselves kiss their alter egos? It takes special idiots, like me. Naturally, when I fled to the scene, my first response was:
"What are you doing?"
Because our bodyguards don't pick up 3 teenaged girls and a little kid, and bring them to a 'lab'. That is pure child abuse.
"You can't take them! That's against the law." Nick pleaded, though he pretty much seemed unsure about a law permitting the taking of alien girls. So, Kevin steps in and everything explodes into confusion. Yeah, listen to this.
They were just going to take the girls. And when we came in, they figured, "OH HEY GUYZ LETZ STEAL US SOME BOY BANDS" and took us too. That is not healthy, I will tell you. Now, I'm strong and stuff but this guy lifted me off the ground as if I were a puppy with all my limbs broken. Then he THREW me into the back of a car, which would most certainly kill a limp puppy.
Some guy comes to the back and binds our hands, which, may I also add, is uncomfortable and digs into your skin. Everything is quiet because people are too afraid to talk (Jayla can't talk, they gagged her because she wouldn't stop yelling foul language) and the car stops.
"Where are we going?" Farren pleads and Katie whaps her across the head, almost as if she were her older sister WHICH she is not. I should know. I dated one of her older sisters.
"My dad's going to run some tests on you, possibly sell you to the government," She tries to act cool but in the inside, she's probably giddy with pleasure for having the Jonas Brothers tied up next to her. Oh, the things she could do to us.
You know how Nick is the cute, sensitive one? He is. He looks like he's on the verge of tears right now and my first thought is, "HAHA WIMPY!" but then I notice that there's a huge scar running down his back and a piece of metal sticking out in the car, dripping with blood. Ouch.
A guy roughly forces us into the building and everything is quaint. Yes, quaint. It looks like a normal suburban home but looks can fool you. All you had to do was open up to the kitchen and we're shocked by lights flashing, things bubbling. And little animals in jars, which Kylie looks like she's about to faint. Footsteps behind us and I pivet around.
Your average mad scientist. White hair poofing everywhere, thick countryfromwhichIdonotknow accent, lab coat splattered with... ew, and fingers that always clench together.
"Hello 'oney, who are your little friends?" He chuckles madly and I roll my eyes. How cliche.
