Breakaway, Chapter 8, PART 3 (A Jonas Sister Story)

Joe couldnt help it, but started laughing at my reaction. Nick elbowed him in the ribs, then Joe let out a groan of pain.
"A uniform? Nick, I dont get it."
He sighed, then shook his head. He came up to me and put his arm over my shoulder.
"Kevin, Joe and I, are trying our best to book you auditions, Linley. But until then, theres no point of home schooling you."
"Then why is Frankie home schooled?"
"Cause people know hes our brother, and last time, there were crazed fans and paparazzi waiting for him outside his school."
Joe chuckled, then took the hanger off the rack.
"It's not that bad. Except for the fact that youre going to school with a bunch of bratty-rich-kids-who-are-wannabe-actors-slash-models."
Nick gave him a glare, and I laughed. I escaped from Nicks arm, and grabbed the hanger from Joe. I tucked my uniform back in its place and rolled my eyes.
"Can I not think about this right now? I still have a few days 'till school right?"
They both nodded, and I grinned.
"Well, I'd at least like to see the rest of the house."
I grinned, and so did they. We made our way out of my room, and into the hallway. Nick excused himself, and went over to the studios to fix some things about his next taping for JONAS, while Joe left me with Kevin because of something about a girl giving them another hippo.
Kevin showed me his room, which was freakishly neat for a guys room. Nicks room, which was filled with guitars and drums sticks. Joes room, which was surprisingly neater than I expected. Not as neat as Kevs, but neat enough to live in. I found it sort of cool that Kevin, Joe and Nicks rooms were lined up along one hallway with mine, and order by age. Yet, weird. But still cool.
Frankies room was a whole different story. There were clothes and wires everywhere, and a bunch of old Webkins in one corner of the room. He showed me the kitchen, the den, the living room, dining room, and everything else. He took me to the backyard, showed me the huge pool and the beautiful garden.
"I saved the best for last."
I smiled and followed him upstairs again. He led me to a door that was beside Frankies. I walked in, and I gasped in awe.
"Woah."
There were guitars everywhere, one or two drum sets, a huge expensive looking piano, and a small recording booth in the corner.
"So, is this where you guys write songs?"
"Well," Kev started, "we actually write most of our good ones on Joe's balcony, at around 2 a.m., when were all really honest with each other and feel all mushy and stuff."
I went over to the piano and stroked the keys slowly. I walked over to a bass guitar I was eying, and took it off its stand.
Kevin's phone rang after that, and this is all I heard from his side of the line:
"Hello?"
"No, Joe, we cant keep the hippo."
"Not even if Frankie is begging."
"I don't care if it can do tricks."
"Oh yeah, what would you feed it?"
"Hippos dont eat dog food Joe."
"Point is, you're not keeping a hippo!"
He looked over at me, who was at the verge of laughing my head off. He gave me an apologetic look.
"I need to go talk some sense into Joe, Linley. I'll see you later, okay?"
"Sure Kev."
I waved good bye, and sat down on a couch nearby, and started playing around with the bass. Random chords, after another.

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• kevin
• joe
• nick
• frankie
• linley
• jonas
• sister
• story

[hollywoodifyable]

LOL! Sorry guys. My internet flipped out on me. I'll post it tom.

[cathR1M8]

:)) hippos!!!!

[flippymagic]

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