The Boy Next Door

"I Don't Know."

"Would you rather have to speak your mind for the rest of your life, or never be able to talk?" Justin asked. We were all on the tour bus on our way to Arkansas, and we thought that playing Would You Rather would pass a lot of time.

"What kind of question is that?" Tyrell questioned with squinted eyes. It was his turn to answer a question.

"Dude just pick," Justin chuckled. We all watched as Tyrell rolled his eyes and put on a thinking face.

"Well, I would rather speak what was on my mind. It would suck to never be able to talk."

"I agree." Justin replied. We all nodded our head and waited for Tyrell to ask the next question.

Earlier that day, Justin had introduced me to all the dancers and we all kinda clicked really quickly. There was Tyrell, Marcis, Jackson, Oscar, Hayley, Madison, Layla, and Janiah.

"Okay? Brooke? Would you rather step on a nail and loose your foot, or relive your teenage years?" Tyrell asked. Everyone oohed in response and I began tapping my foot, trying to think what answer I would chose.

"Uh?" I began, continuing to tap my foot. "This is a really good one, but I'm going to have to go with loose the foot. My teenage years were not worth reliving. I think loosing the foot would be less painful." I confessed. Everyone stayed silent for a while just thinking about the choice I selected.

"You're crazy. I would die if I had one foot. I would easily redo my teenage years. I was well liked in high school and my teenage years were absolutely great." Madison confessed, looking around to see if anyone agreed with her. I lowered my head, feeling slightly embarrassed.

"I would actually chose the same thing Brooke chose. My teenage years were not the best. They were very horrible actually. Until I met Brooke that is." Justin added. I looked up at him and a smile spread over my lips.

"I agree," Jackson and Layla responded in sync. I turned to look at them and flashed a smile.

"Uh, well I'm not saying your choice was bad I just think high school was a big time in our lives and a lot of us would relive it. Right?" Madison questioned. Everyone shook there heads in response, and I felt a little more confident. I mean, Madison was definitely the intimidating type. She was your stereotypical brunette with long wavy hair, bright big brown eyes, perfectly sculpted lips, and let's not forget a horrible personality. With those looks, she could probably get anyone to do anything she wanted. So you can see why I felt a little insecure going against what she thought. I wouldn't doubt if she secretly didn't like me already.

"Uh, yeah anyway," Layla began. "Jackson, would you rather find a pot filled with gold, or win a million dollars on the lottery?" Shaking her head. "It's a dumb question, I know, but I'm completely clueless right now."

"No question is a dumb question." Justin butted in.

"I'd rather find the pot of gold. Then it'd be completely yours and you wouldn't have to take money out for the government, on top of that, gold is worth a lot of money, so you can just turn in all the gold and become more than a millionaire." Jackson answered.

"I totally agree." Janish replied, raising her hand in the air.

As time passed, we all kept playing and I got to know all the dancers a little better. They're all pretty cool, with the exception of Madison, who I couldn't quite understand, but besides that, they all were awesome. Tyrell and I really understood each other a lot though. He and I kind of possessed the same traits, although he was very loud and outgoing, I was quiet and outgoing. We just kind of clicked.

"Are we there yet?" Janiah whined. I giggled softly and turned my head to look at her. She had been spiraled out on the couch.

"No Janiah, we're not there yet. We still have a long way ahead of us, so you might as well just suck it up sweetie pie." Oscar replied. We all laughed lightly and looked around the tour bus. It had gotten to be pretty late, and we were all nearly falling over because we were so tired.