Ft. What About Tonight

Nyssa (Marshmallow) is best friends with the boys of What About Tonight but is oblivious when it comes to the secret crush that Brock has on her. Will they get together? This is the adventures of Nyssa, Brock, Tyrone, Luke, Christian and Mitchel


1. Who Are You?

Chapter 1 - Who Are You?


I ran down the road and straight into Brock's open arms. I jumped at him and he caught me, spinning me around. I laughed as he put me back down on the floor.

"Hey Brocky!" I said winking at him.

"Hey Marshmallow," he said, winking back at me. "Thought you were comming back tomorrow?"

"Can't you just enjoy it?" I said winking at him again. "Anyway! Where are the boys?"

"Inside," he said. "I called them all over when your mum told me you were coming over."

"Naww, aren't you a cutie!" I said giggling. "I need your help though."

"That depends, is anyone gonna get hurt?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Not physically," I said winking. He knows me so well. "I'm just gonna trick 'em, be my improv partner?"

"Why not?" he said laughing.

I ran up to the door. I stopped just before I reached it and turned to wait for him. When he reached me he stopped, looking stopped, looking at me confusedly. I reached out and hugged him, pulling him close.

"I missed you while I was gone," I said.

Brock hugged me back and I pulled away to see him smiling. I giggled and then walked inside. The boys were sitting on the couch watching t.v until they heard us come in. As soon as they saw me they all jumped up.

"MARSHMALLOW!" they all chorused.

"I'm sorry?" I said, giving them all a strange look as if to say, 'what drugs are you all on?'

They all looked to Brock for an explaination but before he even said anything I started again.

"Who are you all?" I asked, raising one eyebrow at them.

"You're kidding right?" Mitchell said skeptically.

"No, I'm dead serious," I said.

"What's wrong with her?" Luke asked Brock.

Seriously? I am standing right here and he asks Brock what is wrong with me!?

"She seems to have fogotten who we are," he said.

"Forgotten who we are?" Christian said, raising his eyebrow. "Is that even possible?"

I raised my eyebrow at him.

"Okay! Fine! I'm Christian," he said, holding out his hand.

I didn't shake his hand, instead I hugged him.

"And how old are you Christian? 16?" I asked.

"No actually, 15," he said, looking a little proud that I'd mistaken him for older.

I reached in and hugged him, making sure my lips we're right next to his ear.

"That's too bad, a little older and I would've had to ask you out," I whispered.

I knew Christian liked me, I mean, I've known for a while I've just never put it out there.

"You can give up the act," he whispered back.

"No," I said outright, walking back over to Brock's side.

I hugged him and his arms automatically snakes out around my waist. I kissed him lightly on the cheek. Luckily for Brock and I we had kissed a few years ago and there were no romantic feelings so this kinda thing was normal for us.

"You are a very cheeky girl," Brock whispered into my ear, I could practically hear the smirk in his voice.

I smiled before turning to the other boys expectantly.

"I'm Tyrone, 17," Tyrone said, walking up and also extending his hand.

Just like Christian, I hugged Tyrone who wasn't expecting it at all. It took a moment before he hugged me back but one he did, it was near bone crushing.

"Tyrone... can't... breathe..." I somehow managed to get out.

Tyrone's grip loosened and I was able to breathe again. He gave me an awkward smile and I just laughed it off.

"Luke Howell, I'm 17," he said with a wink.

I couldn't help it. It started with a small giggle but become a full on laugh fest. I could feel the boys stares but it took a few moments for me to get it all out.

"Sorry, that was just too funny," I said, a couple more giggles escaping before I composed myself completely.

All the boys looked at me like I was high and making no sense.

"You! You winked at me like you think you're so hot and all," I said, a big grin on my face as the others caught on and started chuckling.

Unfortunately, Luke didn't find it all too funny and walked out in a huff.

"Aww! Luke I'm sorry!" I yelled, I knew he could hear me but he didn't reply.

"I'm Mitchel, and I'm 15," Mitchel said, walking up with a grin.

"Well Mitchel, are you as smart as you dress," I said smirking.

"Smarter," he said, pulling me into a hug.

"Nice," I said sarcastically when I pulled out of the hug.

He winked at me then walked out. I suddenly realised that Brock, Christian and I were the only ones left in the room.

"So!" I said awkwardly. "Marshmallow?"

"Ahh yes! The nickname! Why don't you explain that then Brock," Christian said, sitting on the couch and pulling me by the waist so I was sitting on his lap.

Christian knew and Brock knew but neither knew the other knew.

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