---- after food---
We all got into the limo and started to the hotel. "So how are suppose to make sure Bart doesn't see we got the girls on stage?" Matt asked. "I honestly don't care." Gilinsky said. I shrugged. "We don't wanna get you guys in trouble." I said. They shrugged. "It'll be fine." Johnson said.
----- the next morning ----
"Omg this is gonna be so funny..." I heard a person whispered. "Guys maybe we shouldn't do it." I heard someone else say. Then I realized it my friends. "Let's just get it done." Nash said. Then I felt a smack on my face. I instantly woke up. I wanted to get them to think I was mad but I wasn't. "Why would you guys do that!! FOR ALL THE STUFF I DO FOR YOU GUYS AND THIS IS WHAT I GET!! SAM, YOU FUCKING HAIR IS SO EWW. HALLE, STOP JUST SHUT UP. JOHNSON, YOU'RE FUCKING GOODIE GOODIE . BROOKE, YOU'RE A BITCH. NASH, YOU PLAY TOO MUCH. JACK, YOU LET THEM DO IT." I yelled getting out of bed and slamming the bathroom door. All I heard was silence and then a door slam. I walked out and only the boys were left. "Liv..." Jack said walking towards me. I started laughing. "What? Why are you..." Nash said confused. "It was a joke."I said still laughing. "Liv,
I really thought you were mad at me." Sammy said laying down. "The girls are mad at you." Nash said. "I'll figure out a way to get them to forgive me. They love me and I love them." I said. "You.. made me really think you were mad at me. That's bad." Jack said lifting me up onto the bed as he hovered over me. "You've been bad." He said. "Punish me." I said. He leaned in but backed out. "No kisses for two days." He said getting up. "Ohh man." I whined.
