Out Of Bounds

Drive Thru Confessions

Thursday Morning 6:02 am Taylor and Isabelle pull up next to Joe and Nick at the venue

(Joe) Well Well Well.....seems like SOME people just can't seem to make it to practice on time...now we have to waste 30 minutes of practice time doing nothing....

(Taylor) 30 minutes? But its only like 6:02...your math has a horrible inflation rate

(Joe) yes, well, I'm a rockstar not a math genius *smile*

(Taylor) HA...well then, whats the plan then rockstar?

(Joe) you and I are going exploring *smile*

(Taylor) why do I feel like we are potentially going to get into some sort of trouble...

*Nick chuckles*

(Nick) trouble is Joe's specialty

(Taylor) Ha...just like every other guy I've met...

(Joe) uh-uh no man hate during our 30 minutes...

*Joe holds his hand out for Taylor and she reluctantly takes his hand, he pulls her up out of the car and they head toward the venue, Nick takes her spot in the car next to Isabelle*

(Isabelle) so....what's our plan?

(Nick) *shrug* can you drive?

(Isabelle) legally? Yes....although I'm sure T would kill me if I took her car

(Nick) Have you had breakfast?

(Isabelle) No...

(Nick) Neither have I....And I need to eat...

(Isabelle) Oh you do do you?

(Nick) mmmhmmm...diabetes thing...gotta eat....you wouldn't want me to get sick would you?

(Isabelle) no, wouldn't want that

(Nick) see, its practically justified

(Isabelle) *smile* alright lets go

*Nick smiles and hops out and walks around to the passenger side as Izzy crawls into the drivers seat*

(Isabelle) *driving* do you really get sick if you don't eat?

(Nick) *chuckles* wow, you really don't know much about diabetes do you?

(Isabelle) no....not at all actually

(Nick) yes, I will get sick if I don't eat...I could die even

(Isabelle) *eyes wide and mouth drops* WHAT!

(Nick) *chuckle* see how important this trip is

(Isabelle) are you serious? That's not funny!...are you serious?!

(Nick) *chuckle* relax, I don't plan on dying today...

(Isabelle) you are joking right? You can't actually die from diabetes can you? You just can't have sugar...

*Nick cocks a brow and stares at Isabelle*

*Isabelle glances at Nick*

(Isabelle) What?! *pulls into McDonalds drive through*

(Nick) just trying to determine if you were serious with that last comment...

(Isabelle) *rolls eyes* what do you want?

(Nick) sausage biscuit and a diet coke

(McDonalds speaker box) Welcome to McDonalds may I take your order?

(Isabelle) yea...Id like a sausage biscuit, a diet coke and a bottled water and that's all

(Nick) *Pulling money out of his wallet* you are having water for breakfast?

(Isabelle) Do you know how many calories are in a sausage biscuit?

(Nick) 430

(Isabelle) *pauses to stare at Nick for a moment* wow, why would you possibly know that?

(Nick) 'cause I have looked it up so many times to find the carbs I've remembered it.

(Isabelle) well 430 calories for breakfast is insane

(Nick) HA! Ok, given its not the healthiest choice, but its far from insane

(Isabelle) C would beg to differ...and would also kick my ass if he knew I was eating fast food. *pulls up to the window*

(Nick) *Hands Izzy the money* here, I got your water...

(Isabelle) No, its ok I can pay for it...

(Nick) no you cant...I insist on paying for your extremely huge breakfast *smile*

(Isabelle) *smile* thank you *Pays for food and hands Nick his breakfast and diet Coke before pulling away*

(Nick) are you seriously not going to eat anything for breakfast? That's not healthy...probably less healthy than eating a biscuit *teasing*

(Isabelle) I have a protein bar in my bag...

*Isabelle pulls into the parking lot of the venue and puts the car in park before grabbing her protein bar out of her bag, Nick tests his bloodsugar before logging his carbs into his pod and unwrapping his biscuit*

(Nick) *takes a bite of his biscuit* alright....what DO you know about diabetes exactly?

(Isabelle) I know you have it...and I know that a diabetic would probably never make it as an elite because about 75% of us rarely eat when we should.

(Nick) I'm sure there are elites that are diabetic....its not really a choice for us not to eat...

(Isabelle) so school me then...can you have sugar?

(Nick) yes...I can eat anything you can...in moderation of course as long as I take enough insulin to cover it...sometimes I really need sugar if I get low

(Isabelle) how do you know if you are low or high?

(Nick) besides testing? I can feel it...lows at least...I can get pretty shaky and weak and out of it...Highs...I feel but half the time I don't realize it I can get pretty mean and grumpy...there are lots of ways to tell.

(Isabelle) ok....so what makes you high or low?

(Nick) HA...uhhh...lots of things effect my levels...sleep, stress, activity, what I eat and drink...then there are a lot of days where I do everything right and my body just decides not to listen...

(Isabelle) wow, that sucks...

(Nick) It can be frustrating....very frustrating

(Isabelle) so tell me something else I don't know about you....

(Nick) ok... I'm a twin *smiles*

(Isabelle) Shut up! You are not

(Nick) haha....yea, actually I am

(Isabelle) there is another Nick Jonas running around out there?

(Nick) no, her name is Bailey

(Isabelle) you are serious? You have a sister and I'm just now learning this? Where is she?

(Nick) She is in Jersey...she is coming to visit this weekend

(Isabelle) why didn't you mention her until now?

(Nick) *shrug* we havn't had a lot of time to just sit and talk

(Isabelle) that's true...but still...

(Nick) yea she was a little upset I hadn't mentioned her to you as well....wasn't hiding her or anything just hadn't really had time like this to talk.

(Isabelle) So you told her about me?

(Nick) I tell her everything...

(Isabelle) everything? Like about the party and us being mean and making you run laps and yelling at you?

(Nick) HA!....yes...everything

(Isabelle) ugh....great, she probably hates me...

(Nick) no she doesn't...I think she will like you...I HOPE she will like you...*smirk*