"Yes, I understand. I'm nearly 17, does that mean anything to you?" My mother and I had been arguing the entire week over stupid things. I think it was her time of month, if she wasn't too old for it.
"Yes, Jacelyn, that does mean something to me. It means you still live under MY roof, in MY house, and until you move out you will go by MY rules, Got it?" Gahhh, why do mothers have to be so bitchy all the time.
"Whatever." I walked up to my room obviously done listening to her. She was mad because while she and my father were gone on business trips I had a small party. By small, I mean the entire school..But we only broke a few things such as: A vase from Africa, someone wrote on the bathroom door with spray paint, and a few glasses and dishes were shattered. But other than that nothing major.
I went into my beauty room, no don't think, 'Oh this whore has money. So, her parents buy her everything she wants.' That's not the story at all. I had a little brother, he was born dead. So, what was suppose to be his toy room became my makeup room. But, we still have his baby room sat up the same way that it was when we left for the hospital. Anywhore, I hopped in the shower, picked out some warm clothes, I mean it's like 27 degrees here. And finally, I did my hair and makeup.*******OUTFIT******* http://www.polyvore.com/jace_outfit/set?id=115461292
I went outside hoping I wouldn't get wind chapped. I jumped into the white bentley my parent's had gotten me for my past birthday. I drove into downtown Nashville, and a few blocks pass the bridgestone arena, you saw hundreds of teenage girls waiting to see the magcon boys. Ha, I think that it's hilarious that all these girls are waiting for some boys that make vines. I drove around back and walked right through the door to meet the boys. I mean I was a special guest. I was guided by signs to the room where the boys were. I pushed open the door that had all their names on it. I peaked in and of course everyboy turned their head toward me.
"Um Hi? I'm Jace Dallas, I'm suppose to be a special guest." I tried to act cool. But, it's so hard when you have 9 or so, eyes staring at you.
"Oh hey, Jace, Um I'm Cameron Dallas, this is Nash, Matthew, Shawn, Aaron, Jack, Jack, Carter, Taylor, and Hayes, Nash's brother.So, do you know if we're related?" He really didn't have to do that. I mean, like who doesn't know the Magcon boys! Sorry, I really love making fun of the preppy girls who are just obsessed with them. I get it, hey they're famousish, they're cute and sorta talented. But c'mon! Do you have to know eveyr single fact abotu them?? Sorry, getting side tracked here.
"Thanks,We're cousins. Atleast that's what my mother told me. She said that Your Dad and my Dad are brothers. So when's this suppose to start because there are tons of girls standing out there screaming their heads off. And I kinda need coffee." I said, I felt like I was about to die. This morning I had been arguing wiht my mother so much that I forgot to get my coffee and I knew without it I wouldn't be able to deal with these screaming girls for the next 3 days.
"At 2:30. We have awhile I'm sure you'll make it back in time." Matthew said, grinning like a wild hyena.
"Do any of y'all want to go? I mean it you don't thats fine. I'll pick you up something.." Before I knew it, just about everyone of the boys were on their feet. Thank goodness I had 3 rows installed.
"I don't know about them. But I'm going for sure.I need to know more about my only cousin." Cameron said. I giggled at the way he said it.
"Okay so all of you are going except, well no one.. Okay well we're gonna have to take two cars. Because I can only fit seven in mine." I said, walking out of the door. I felt comfortable with these boys already. I might just be a special guest at every stop on the tour. Before, I knew it we were all trying to pack into my car.
"I CALL FRONT! I CALL BUCKET SEAT! I CALL THE OTHER BUCKET SEAT! I CALL THE BACK! I CALL THE OTHER BACK SEAT! AND I CALL THE LAST BACK SEAT!" All these things were being yelled. I was scared the girls would hear us and attack my car.
"I CALL DRIVING!" I yelled. Trying to fit in. Maybe, I shoudn't do that anymore. When the last door shut. I made sure of who was in the car and who wasn't.
"Aaron? Here. Shawn? Here. Cameron? Here. Jack G? Here. Jack J? Here. Carter? Here. Nash? Here. Taylor? Here. Matthew? Here. And Hayes? Here." I called row. "Wait, how are you all in my car? I can only fit 7 there's 11 of us." Before I knew it. four heads popped up from the back of the car, you know where you put your groceries. I just started the ignition and began driving. I turned my phone onto bluetooth and connected it to the radio. The radio was blasting Luke Bryan That's My Kinda Night. When I felt a breeze. I looked to see that all of the windows were down and the boys had their heads hanging out the windows. The fans began chasing our car down the street. I felt like something special. Even though they were wanting the boys. That was until I saw a poster being held up by a girl with Brown Curly hair. That read: WE LOVE YOU JACE! YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL!
I thought it was the cutest thing ever. I kept driving for the next not even five minutes when we pulled up at starbucks. We got some very odd looks from people especially when they saw four of the boys getting out of the trunk. I was the only girl which made it even more weird. Except that Mahogany wasn't with us. If she was then I wouldn't be the only girl. As I saw Nah pull open the door I stopped him.
"Each of you tell me what you want," I said, writing everything down in a little booklet. I walked inside showed the cashier the paper and paid. Everyone thought I was crazy for buying the whole thing but it was only like $50 dollars so who cared. We all got our things and piled back into my car.
By the time we got back it was 2:15. Time to start letting everyone in. Before I knew it I was getting introduced by the boys and gettign all these compliments and doing crazy things. I honestly had the best time ever. We met fans, signed things, took pictures with them. I gave my number out to some of the fans who I really got to interact with. I thought these people were crazy but they aren't that bad.