backstory;;

"Joseph. Gather your brothers." Mrs. Jonas’s strict voice ordered and Joe obeyed, scampering off to round up his siblings. Usually, when his mother acted like this, something serious was up. What had he done in the last few days? Broken his grandmother’s lamp, sure, it wasn’t that bad. Ripped Nick’s favorite shirt, broke a string on Kevin’s guitar. What could he have possibly done this time?

this is incredible!

seriously! i feel bad for them though, because nobody but jazz and iris are welcoming. it's going to be hard, but they'll manage.

this rocks! i can't wait for more!

"Sure, why not." I shrugged, opening the door, as a blast of cool air coated my body. Amelia’s house was the only one that used a fan, since her mother was constantly sick and needed to be cold. That was the reason she put her boys up for adoption. She couldn’t handle so many children; mostly boys. Figuring a girl would be easier to control and that Amelia would help her, she put Joe, Kevin, and Nick up for adoption. Amelia’s face peeked out of the kitchen, where she was making lunch for her mom and gathering her mother’s pills.

"Hey girls! Did you see those fancy kids today? Ha! I bet they’re total snobs. I wonder how long they’ll last till they call home for that car to pick them up." She chuckled and Nick impatiently tapped his foot. Amelia’s face paled as she saw them. I cleared my throat a bit, and Iris moved to the side, only to reveal the rest of the brothers.

"Amelia... I wouldn’t say that. These are your-"

"Joseph? Paul? Nicholas?" A strained voice muttered, and that was our cue to go. It was their mother, bed ridden and, once more, sick. Looking at us for support, the Jonas Brothers heaved a sigh, waving good-bye. Already; we had made friends with the enemies. Ashley, our friend from school, walked over, chewing a piece of gum lightly. Shifting her eyes to the house, she released a yawn, stretching a bit.

"Friends with the snobs?" She asked, dully staring at the landscape around us. Iris and I exchanged glances before turning back.

"They aren’t snobs. They’re actually really nice. You should meet them, I promise you’ll like them." I nodded, and Iris butted it.

"Promise." She sternly nodded, and we connected pinkies. Promise. Figuring the boys would find us in the corner store, we opened the glass door. The bell above jingled a bit, and we separated; meeting back up at the counter. A quick game of Rock, Paper, Scissors decided who was paying. Wonderful, me. I dig my hand into my pocket, scavenging about $17.83 from my customer card and a thick wad of ones and coins.

Seating ourselves on a blanket outside, I dumped the contents of the bad onto the quilt and shoving a piece of hair behind my ears. 3 glass bottles of Cherry Coke, Gummy Watermelons, Pixie-Stixs, a bag of BBQ chips, Cotton Candy, and a box of tropical popsicles. We sat in the baking sun; enjoying the fact that we barely ever got days like this. I had brought a book and Iris and Ashley had gotten Popstar magazine. Yeah, we had that kind of stuff. We just couldn’t afford it a lot.

"Thanks for deserting us." A deep voice mocked, and I felt somebody sit next to me. I chewed on my popsicle stick, handing them the box.

"Yeah, totally awkward." Joe sighed, biting into a Mango-Melon popsicle. Dust lingered around our faces, and Kevin sneezed. Ashley giggled, looking up from the magazine, before turning beet red and ducking back into Popstar. The sky darkened slightly, and we stood, packing up the blanket and throwing extra food into the bundle.

"It’s been oodles of fun." Ashley smiled.

"Oodles of it." Iris chimed in.

"Oodles of noodles." I shouted loudly.

"Doodle noodles."

"Oodles of dou-"

"Okay, thank you." Nick grinned, running a hand through his messy curls and taking a breath.

"We’ll see you guys tomorrow. You should stop by Jaz-," I shot Iris a look, and she gulped, "My house. We’ll teach you to ride horses and maybe go to the creek and pick berries or honeysuckles."

They nodded a bit, enjoying the thought of country entertainment. The only reason we didn’t go to my house was because my mom drank. A lot. And, with my dad gone, she wasn’t abusive. She just wasn’t the greatest mom. Hopefully, the Jonas Brothers would make my summer much better. I polished off my Cherry Coke, listening to my mom ramble, completely drunk, to a wall, telling it her life story in ‘Sweden’ though she was born in Oklahoma.

Little did I know, my summer was going to be turned up side down by those boys.

We sat on the edge of the curb with our food, courtesy of Jazz. Reading Popstar! magazine I saw several pictures of the fancy boys who came to Edgewater. I read rumors, about their tour, and read interviews with them. Juding from it, they seemed nice.

"Thanks for deserting us." I heard a deep voice.
"Yeah, totally awkward." Joe said to us. Ashley, our other best friend, had joined us.

I saw Nick run a hand through his head of curls, wearing expensive looking sunglasses. I couldn't help but laugh at the boy's outfits. I shook my head, thinking of how ridiculous they must look to everyone else. But we were friends with these guys now.

I invited them to stop by my house, hoping we could all go to the creek. They agree'd and looked somewhat excited to be doing something other than sitting around. I could taste summer on my lips and the wind blew past us. Edgewater was in store for something different and I think we'd all learn something from the boys in different ways.

Morning came and we stopped by the diner for breakfast, being greeted by the owner, Karen. She got us eggs, bacon, and toast. The boys walked in, looking normal in their jeans and shirts. But the fancy sunglasses had to go. We walked over to Ashely's and sat on her swingset for the rest of the morning.

We talked to the boys about everything. Love, being famous, our town, etc. I heard Jazz's mom yelling for her across the street. Knowing what was in store, we quickly ran to the treefort. Our hiding place since we were 8.

oh wow.

hang on, this needs to be bigger.

oh wow.

this is fantastic! i had so much to catch up on, and i'll try not to get behind again!

i'm glad i decided to be friendly with the "snobs" haha. and it was so cute that i giggled when kevin sneezed!

but uh oh... i'm scared.. the tornado is gonna be so INTENSE, i can just feel it.

can't wait for more, you guys are amazing!