"Jonas! Yo! Linley! Wake up. "
I slowly opened my eyes, and found Brey facing me.
"First day of work!"
I rubbed my eyes, and smiled. I sat up, and he sat on my bed. I noticed he was still wearing his what he was wearing the night before, so I'm guessing it was pretty early.
"Brey, you say that every Monday. Its, like, our third month shooting this show," I said.
"Um, it's Saturday and I'm not talking about that. Its our first rehearsal for Camp Rock 3! Remember?"
There was a knock on my door, and Nick came in, wearing his pajamas. It must be real early if Nick still isn't dressed.
"Hey Lee. Sup Brey."
He wasn't surprised Brey still wearing his pajamas. My brothers already knew about the tree, and they didn't mind.
"You need to get up baby sis. Its like, already four."
"4 a.m.?! Why do I need to wake up at four?!"
"Sh! Moms just down the hall! You need to get up, cause our genius director picked the farthest rehearsal studio. Two hour drive. But its worth it, cause its the biggest studio too."
I sat up, and got out of bed.
"Fine. Lets get the dancing over with."
"How can we rehearse if we haven't even recorded all the songs?" I asked my brothers.
"Well," Kev started, "we rehearse the ones we've recorded. We still have a while to learn the dances you know."
"Besides," Frankie said, "won't all the recordings be done by this week?"
"I think so, Frank."
We were in the car, and its been around an hour. Joe fell asleep (shocker!) and so did Brey. Nick's phone rang, and he looked at the screen.
"It's Demz."
He put it on speaker, and Demi came onto the line.
"Nick!"
"Demi? Are you there already?"
"My driver is so freaking lost! This is hilarious! He's outside arguing with an officer right now."
"Video tape it for me Demi!" I blurted out.
"Will do sweetie! Nick, can you just tell them why I might be a bit late?"
"Sure. Bye Demz."
"Thanks Nicky!"
"Don't call me that."
"Too late!"
She hung up, and before we knew it, we arrived at the studio.
Kevin somehow woke Brey and Joe up, with out involving ice cold buckets of water.
"Woah. This, is, huge." I blurted out.
"I know right." Kev said, entering the building, which Nick claims to be only a dance studio.
"Why do we need a studio this big again?"
"Cause even the extras are here. And trust me, we have a lot of extras."
"Besides," said Nick, "there are a hundred smaller studios inside. Were using most of them though."
We passed by a glass room, where I saw a bunch of dancers rehearsing one song.
"Um," Brey said, "explain how we passed the casting again?"
"Cause you got that letter of recommendation from Dave." Joe reminded him, followed by a yawn.
I was sitting at home, pretty tired from the rehearsal. Damn, could Alyson dance! I didn't really get the choreographer, so I asked Jordan to teach me instead. That dude was insanely awesome!
I dragged my self off my bed, and walked up to my desk to grab my script for the next episode of 'Off to Hollywood', my show with Brey. The first time it aired, it had huge ratings. Curiosity I guess. Surprisingly, it still has the same ratings.
Braden was off with Nick and his cousin, playing basketball in our back yard. While Joe, Kevin and Frankie, were in the den, most probably playing XBox or Wii.
I got onto the last page of the script, and my eyes widened as I read on. Crap.
I ran down the stairs, and into the den as fast as I could, trying hard not to scream. I opened the door, and ran inside, spotting Joe, Kev and Frankie.
"Guys! Stop the game!"
They all looked at me, as Kev paused the game.
"Why, Linley? Whats up?" Frankie asked with curious eyes.
"This, is whats up!" I said, handing Joe the script, sort of panicky.
Kevin and Frankie read over Joe's shoulder. Kevin raised his eyebrows and Joe chuckled. Frankie started laughing, then they all looked up at me.
"Linley's kissing Braden!" Frankie started chanting.
"Frankie! Shut up."
He stopped his chant, and fell to the ground laughing.
"So whats wrong?" Kevin asked.
"Whats wrong is, I have to kiss Brey! Hello?! That's just, just- Brey, Kev! Brey!"
"What's wrong with Brey?" Joe asked, laughing.
"Nothing! Its just that, its just so wrong. The thought of its just,- ugh." I said, trying to shake the image out of my head.
"Look on the bright side," Kevin said, "your first kiss is gonna be documented. Literally."
I buried my face into my palms, then Frankie started laughing again.
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