Sam and I were quietly standing as Amanda tried to stop crying. All of a sudden, the song ‘Dear Maria, Count Me In’ by All Time Low filled the room.
I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket.
It was Nick Jonas.
“uh-oh..” I mumbled as I answered my phone. “Hey.”
“Aly!” he cried into the phone, “Where are you guys? Are you with Charlie? Is Amanda okay? What happened? Is she with-”
“NICK!” I interrupted
“Sorry…” he whined, “But-but whyy?”
“Dude, I.. I don’t know..” I replied. I felt so bad for him! He didn’t do anything to deserve this. I heard rustling on the other line. “Nick?” I asked.
“It’s Joe. Dude, where are you?” Joe inquired.
“Uh, Nick’s house,” I answered.
“What? Which Nick?”
“Noodlehead,” I replied.
“Okay. I’ll call Kevin. We are on our way.”
“Joe- wait!” I pleaded.. But it was too late. He hung up. They were coming. I tried to call them back.
“Whatt?” Joe said when he answered.
“Dude. Just… wait. Please. Um.. meet us at Six Flags.” I weakly ordered.
“Um.. okay?” He said.