Paradise {COMPLETED}

Chapter 6

"Ready girls?" Brycie asks, grabbing their hands. The girls eagerly nod, as they follow Alan out to the car.

"Hey, how far is Chad's house from here?" I ask. Alan shrugs, "Only about three or four blocks."

"Can I walk there?" I ask. Alan nods, "Absolutely! I'll have to go with you though." I smile, "Okay. Awesome sauce." He shakes his head.

He grabs my hand, as we walk. "Nashville is beautiful," I comment. "Mhm, the beautifulest!" I laugh, "And I'm the dork?!"

We walk there in silence. I like it, gives me time to think. We get to Chad's, and the driveway is packed with cars.

We go inside, and I'm automatically greeted by Chad. "Hello. How was your day?" He asks. I smile, "Good."

"Hey Caleb!" I jump onto his back. He stumbles under the sudden weight. "Mia!" Caleb exclaims. "Yes?" I ask, using the strangest accent I can think of. "Uh. Why are you on my back?" He asks. "Cuz I want to," I reply.

"She's been not listening all afternoon," Alan says, "She called me a goofball." I jump off Caleb, and he high-fives me, "I love this kid!" He exclaims, slinging an arm around my shoulder.

"What up girl?" Joey asks. "Hey Jo-Jo!" I exclaim. "Jo-Jo? Where did this come from?" He asks, quietly.
I shrug, "I just think it suits you." He shakes his head, "I don't think it suits me. It sounds like a clown name." I grin, "Exactly!"

"So?" Asks Chad. "So?" I ask, signaling him to go on. "So. What's your crazy nickname for me and Caleb. Alan's is goofball, and Joey's is Jo-Jo," he says.

"Caleb and I! Caleb and I!" Caleb exclaims. "Oh. I think you'll be Wicked, because you like green, your name is Chadwick, and you can be a little wicked," I say giggling. Chad crosses his arms, "I am NOT wicked!"

Caleb turns to me, "Do I get a cool nickname?" He asks, jumping up and down like a jumping bean. That's it! Jumping bean! I grin, "Yep!"

"What is it?" He asks jumping some more. I try to contain my laughter as I say it. "MEXICAN JUMPING BEAN!!" Laughter busts out from everybody. "Mexican Jumping Bean?" He asks, very confused.

"Yes. Because you're so jumpy." Alan and I fist bump. "Wow. I love you," he says, still laughing. Everybody says they've always thought of Caleb as jumpy but couldn't figure out a creative way to tell him.

I don't feel so homesick during all of this. I feel like I'm at home. I'm surrounded by people who love me. This is what home should feel like.

"Come on Jumping Bean, lighten up," I exclaim, lightly punching his arm. He scowls, "And to think I liked you." I giggle and jump on Chad's back.

"Alan. Something is seriously wrong with this child," Chad says, laughing. "Hey. I'm weird, so what," I shrug. Chad face-palms, "Wow. Just wow."

We fool around some more, then gather in the kitchen for pizza. Caleb walks over to Kelsey. "Hey babe, I have a VERY important question for you," he says. Kelsey smiles, "Okay. Shoot."

"Do I seem like a Mexican Jumping Bean to you?" He asks. Kelsey looks very confused, "Uh. Could somebody please explain." I nod, "Well, I was giving all the guys weird nicknames. Alan's is goofball, Joey's is Jo-Jo, and Chad's is Wicked. I couldn't think of one for Caleb, then he started jumping up and down. I decided to call him Mexican Jumping Bean." Now it's the girls' turn to laugh. Fallon doubles over with laughter, clutching her sides.

"Mia, you're too hilarious," Kelsey says, between giggles. "Wow. You're all mature," Caleb mutters, stomping off. "Alan, where has this kid been all my life?" Joey asks. I grin, "Wow. I'm popular already, huh?"

Chad and Joey run over to me. "Oh my gosh! It's Mia!" Chad exclaims. "Aaaaaah! I'm like your biggest fan!" Joey replies. "Can we have a selfie! Oh and an autograph! I'm Chad!" Chad exclaims, acting like a fangirl. "Sign my CD, make it out to Joey, your biggest fan!" Joey says, using a surprisingly high-pitched voice.

I fall into another giggle fit. Caleb catches me, before I fall over again. "You can just fall into meeeeee," he sings. Alan chuckles, "Wow. Look Mia, you fit in already."

"We're all mad here," Joey says, imitating the Mad Hatter. "Guys, that's enough. Just eat the pizza before somebody dies," Kelsey says. We each get a piece of pizza, and walk over to the couch.

"Chad! Lets watch a movie!" I exclaim. "Okay, which one?" Chad asks, sifting through his DVDs. I shrug, "Whatever Disney movie you'd like." Chad grins, "Let's watch Aladdin!" We all nod in agreement. Chad puts on the movie and we all sing along and eat pizza throughout the entire thing.