... Note: This is a joint between: themrsnickjonas{NC} and myself.

 Chapter 1: Take On Me

*Mia’s POV*

Chapter Two: Nerves and Swerves

*Neeta’s P.O.V.*

            I sighed as we finished and turned to them both, “So, shall we get ready?” I asked and they nodded. We’d put out our outfits the day before, and I calculated some things in my head.

            “Neeta, should we pack first?” Kayla asked, and I shook my head.

            “You guys go ahead and change, the focus will be on you, and it’ll take me two minutes to get ready, so I’ll put our equipment away.” They nodded uneasily and I shushed them away. I looked back at the hazardless wasteland of equipment.

            I started with the drums, unscrewing my mounted toms from the bass drum and putting them in cases, along with the floor tom. I put the base drum and snare drum away easily and hauled them out to our partial SUV/mini van. I came back and took apart the high hat and cymbals, putting them to the side. I carefully put away the guitars and carried it all out to the car, closing and locking it.

            There would be mikes there, and I’d get the amps after I changed. I walked upstairs and gritted my teeth, a chill running up and down my spine. I was anxious and nervous, what if we weren’t picked to go on, I was acting delusional, or was I?

            I walked into my room and picked up my pair of clothes, dark wash jeans, and a printed T-shirt. The shirt had our bands name on it, in one of the many designs we had made. I put it on and pulled on my new shoes, no heels, just sneakers. I needed to be able to close the high hat and hit the base drum.

            Putting my hair down, I grabbed my comb and began to tame the curly craze of hair I was given. It soon calmed the slightest to a wavy avalanche. I grinned at myself as I put some de-fizz and put my hair back in a ponytail.

            “You guys done yet?” I yelled grabbing my lucky necklace and walking out.

            “Almost!” Mia yelled back jumping into my view trying to get on her other leg of her jeans. I laughed at her and she pouted, “Fine, don’t help me.” She huffed and finally got her jeans on, “I won’t help you carry the amps to the car.”

            “Who said I needed help?” I asked raising an eyebrow, “Their cases are on wheels.” I said as I saw Kayla come into view, “I’m going to put the amps in alright?” They both nodded. “I’ll come back if you want to torture me, but y’know, I’ll be a minute.”

            I walked downstairs and carried the amps to the car, there were two, and they weren’t that bad. I got back into the house and Kayla was holding something, “We need to be able to pop, but not look trashy.” She said handing me some lip gloss, “This goes on your LIPS.”

            I rolled my eyes at her and handed her some mascara, “This makes you EYELASHES LONGER,” I said slowly and we laughed at each other. “Where’s Mia?” I asked pocketing the smelly shimmering liquid filled tube.

            “Right here!” She said walking into the room and tossing me the keys, “Let’s rock and roll!” Everything got quiet for a minute, “Shot gun.” She said quickly and she ran out the door as Kayla followed her whining that she wanted the front seat.

            I got into the car, fingers drumming on the steering wheel, two hours till our show. We had to get there early, none the less. They both filed in and I started the car, “Oh! Neeta put on the radio,” Kayla said as I backed out of the driveway. I turned on the local radio station.

            “Nervous?” Mia asked, my nerves calmed a bit when a song came on. ‘We Rock’ came blasting out of the radio and I jumped slightly, taking the steering wheel to the side a bit.

            “WOAH!” Kayla said, “Calm down, it’s just music.”

            “Yeah,” I said, “Just music...” I bit my lip as we rounded a corner. I hummed a bit as Mia and Kayla did air guitars to the song. I had butterflies invading my stomach and I began to get scared, I didn’t like being nervous. “There it is,” I mumbled as we pulled up to the building, the everlasting feeling of fluttering in my stomach had just begun.

~~~***~~~***~~~Yay! I finally finished the chapter. xD I didn't think I'd get that done tonight...

*Mia's POV*

 Chapter 3: "TAKE A BREATH!!!"

As Kayla, Neeta, and I arrived at the Concert Hall, I could see the look of terror Neeta had just by glancing at her.

Aw, C’mon Neeta! Even though we are all scared out of our minds, let’s take some advice from the 3 people we look up to most! TAKE A BREATH! As I said that, I laughed quietly at my own pun.

Hearing those words, together we all closed our eyes and inhaled deeply, which helped to calm our nerves. As we opened our eyes we all jumped to find a crew ready to help us unload our guitars and drum set.

Alright guys lets go! Kayla said excitedly. Let’s Rock and Roll! I repeated like earlier before. And Neeta, taking another deep breath, said Yeah! Lets do this!

As we stepped out of the car, we all went to the back of the car to take out our instruments.

No, need guys. We’ll take your instruments and set them up while you go sign yourselves in, one of the employees who worked at the concert hall said along with the crew who would help move our instruments.

Ok then, I said surprised at the fact that someone besides Kayla Neeta and I would bring in our own instruments. Cool! Kayla and Neeta chorused also surprised at the fact.

As we made our way through the door of the concert hall, it was all ready buzzing with all the excitement that was to fill the hall later that night.

As we look up, there was a huge sign that read: “CHARITY EVENT BANDS SIGN IN HERE”, right below there being a humongous table with employees and paper scattered everywhere. Well, they sure don’t want you to miss where you sign in! I said amused.

As it was our turn to sign in, a sweet older woman asked us to come forward. As we stepped up to where she was sitting she asked us simply who we were and who we wanted to tour with if we ended up winning in the end.

As Kayla answered the woman who was helping us, Neeta happened to look up and grab my attention to three handsome guys at the mini café line waiting to order coffee.

Oh.my.Jonas! Neeta and I breathed quietly. No way! I said. Immediately mile wide smiles spread across our faces and Kayla turned around and said, hey what did I mis…Wait what are you guys looking…It’s…oh my gosh!

Chapter Four: An Enemy That’s Not Worth It

*Neeta’s P.O.V.*

            Kayla and Mia both had huge smiles on their faces and I did too. I snapped back to reality when we walked out of line, badges around our necks, I’d let mine flutter down, and it hit mid stomach.

Lifeline

Last Band of the Night

Wanted Duo: Jonas Brothers

            I saw my friends grin, “Hey Neeta, want some coffee?” Mia asked inching toward the café. I rolled my eyes at her and stepped back from the two and faced toward the set up of the backstage.

            “You two go on ahead, I don’t like coffee,” I said, as they both knew the answer, “I’m going to go check on our stuff.”

            “Alright, we’ll buy you a smoothie,” Kayla said confidently as I nodded and walked away. I felt pairs of eyes burning into the back of my head, and I knew it couldn’t be Mia or Kayla, I turned back to see the duo walking toward the café and a trio of boys furrowing their brows. Why were they staring at me?

            I shook it off and walked through the door backstage, I looked around in awe. As I stepped closer I saw our stuff put up still in its cases and people guarding it. I smiled at them and they did the same.

 “You’re One In A Million, Ohhhh yeah.”

            I heard a partially scratchy voice sing and my eyes widened. A trio of girls and a guy walked backstage from the stage. As I had feared, there were enemies already made. There stood our rival band, and on their badges, was a sore sight.

The Triple Threat

Third Band of the Night

Wanted Duo: Jonas Brothers or Miley Cyrus

            The three girls were in the band, and the guy, he was the leader’s twin. Which was quite odd, because he was my friend and nice. “Hey Ben,” I said smiling at him. He gave me a weak smile and shoved his hands into his pockets.

            “Whoa, who invited the freak?” The leader of the group said, her minions giggled.

            “I don’t recall them letting rats in Andie, maybe you should wait outside,” I glared at her; we’d been enemies since Pre-K. “I see you’re using Sam and Rebecca, what’re they you’re little showcase pieces?” I whispered violently toward her. She rolled her eyes at me and laughed a bit.

            “Y’know I didn’t think you were that stupid to think you could beat us, I mean we all know the Jonas Brothers are looking for either girls who are pretty or have talent, and you have neither.” She said flipping her fake platinum blonde hair. “If you heard that, it was only our rehearsal. Y’know, because the guys weren’t here; they’re out for coffee.”

            “I saw,” I said, “And quite frankly it wouldn’t matter, with Rebecca on keyboard doing chopsticks through every song, and Sam playing scales all the time you don’t have much of a tune out for your voice, they can hear everything that you guys mess up on.” I said as she rolled her eyes.

            “Whatever,” She said and walked away, Sam and Rebecca following her closely. Ben lagged behind and gave me a weak smile, “BEN!” She screeched.

            “Sorry,” He said quietly, “Apparently I’m their ‘band manager’.” He rolled his eyes.

            I smiled, “Maybe we need one.” I joked with him, “I mean we could use another person on our force for awesome.” He nodded and we heard his sister screech again making him jump. He waved at me and left me standing there alone as he walked away with his sister.

            I checked again to see that our stuff was still guarded and walked out to see the girls still in line; the same place. No one had entered the line, nor left it. I walked over to them and raised an eyebrow, “How long was I gone that nothing’s happened?” I asked.

            “About ten minutes, they have a new guy at the front,” Mia said, “Now, do you mind telling Kayla that’d you’d have picked a peach smoothie over a banana smoothie?” She said glowering at her friend.

            “Actually I was feeling in the mood for something like…” I said looking at the menu, “A chocolate smoothie,” I laughed a bit as they groaned, “Wasn’t that a give in?”

            “Well, kind of, but we thought you should do something different for a change.” Kayla said twiddling her thumbs.

            “Nope, sorry,” I said to her, as they boys with brown hair in front of us stepped up to the cash register, “You’ll never guess who I saw.”

            “Who?” Mia asked obviously kind of anxious, probably thinking I was talking about Patrick Stump or Pete Wentz.

            “Trust me, it’s not as cool as you think it is, it’s our competition,” Their eyes widened and I sighed, “I saw Andie, Sam, and Rebecca.”

            “Was Ben there too?” I nodded as Mia, “Did you uphold our offer to let him be our manager still,” I nodded again, “Okay… How’d they sound?”

            “Like a train wreak consisting of chopstick, scales, and scratchy voices,” I said and the laughed at our inside joke. “Yeah, if trains only had chopsticks and scales,” I sighed.

            “How does it have a scratchy voice?” Kayla asked in her moment of idiotism.

            “Well, y’know how it goes, EEEEERRREEE,” I said quietly but really squeaky, “At the end of the ride,” She nodded. “There’s your answer,” I said as the guys moved out of the way and went to sit at a table. “I’m paying,” I said quickly taking out my grey wallet with outlines of hearts on it.

~`~`~.*.*.-_-_- Okay, you have freedom of WHATEVER in the next chapter. xD Have fun with it.

~Neeta