Jada Blue
Chapter Thirteen
“This sucks,” Joey said as we left the counter of the lemonade stand.
“What does,” I asked panicked. I didn’t want this to fade away!
“That we can’t hold hands or anything,” he shrugged, “the paparazzi are probably everywhere. We’re pushing limits by just walking around together.”
I looked at my watch, “We have to meet the band in half an hour to take those old time pictures. I know something we can do in the mean time.”
“And that would be?”
I looked up at the ferries wheel, and his eyes followed mine.
“What do you mean?”
“Well I know what secret cameras look like, I can check for them,” I smiled, “and then nobody can see if your hands are in mine. And from the top no one can see us! And we can sit close because everybody knows that—“
“You’re afraid of heights!”
“Right.”
“You’re brilliant,” he laughed, grabbing my arm and dragging me to the line.
It was a Monday, so there was only like five people in the line. But one turned around. She was probably like five or six. She looked like a mini-Aspasia. She had off auburn-brown hair, and green eyes.
“Hey,” she smiled, her eyes getting wider and wider by the second, “aren’t you Jada Blue?”
“Yeah,” I bent down to reach her level, “and what’s your name?”
“I’m Amber! Amber Venezuela! I’m the biggest Radio Peace fan in the whole world! I have posters of you guys all over my room! Are you guys all here? Joey’s my favorite! (GASP) Oh my gosh you’re Joey Harrison! Ah!”
She jumped on his leg, and her mother turned around, “Oh I am so sorry!”
“No worries,” he laughed, bending down and giving her a hug.
“Mommy! This is Joey Harrison and Jada Blue from Radio Peace!! Mommy get a pen and piece of paper!! HURRY!!”
“Calm down Amber,” her mother dug into her purse and found a pen and paper.
“Autograph!”
“Now Amber,” her mother shot her the glare, “manners.”
“May I please have your signatures?”
“Yes,” I smiled and gave the quick Jada Blue sig, and Joey did the same.
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Radio Peace
FantasyDon't read this please. I wrote it in the sixth grade when I had a band and was in LOVE with the Jonas Brothers. I just wanted it on my iPod so I could read these memories me and my best friend had writing together (:
