I couldn’t sleep that night at the Jonases house. It was really dark and empty in the guest room and I was wondering about Nick. Would Miley try to frame me again? Would Nick fall for her again? Thoughts were racing through my head when there was yet another knock on the door. It was 1:30 AM and I thought everyone was asleep.
“Come in,” I whispered. It was Joe, who else?
“Hey,” he whispered. He was in his pajama’s and his hair was all spiky.
“Sleepy?” I asked, smiling.
“Yeah, let’s go get Nick,” he said.
“What?”
“You heard me, let’s go get Nick!” Joe flicked on my lamp and threw all the blankets off the bed. “Come on!”
“What if we get caught?”
“It’s my idea, I’ll take the blame,”. Joe was sweet. I grabbed my sweatshirt and my flip-flops. I was in my pajama’s but I didn’t look like a hobo that slept in the middle of the highway because I hadn’t fallen asleep. We sneaked out the back-door and through the Jonases yard. The cool, California breeze made my hair ruffle in the wind. I needed the fresh air.