When You Look Me In The Eyes

Special Treatment

*B lays texting on the bed when she hears a voice outside her door and moves to investigate…peeking through the peep hole B sees Izzy on the cell phone having what seems to be a heated conversation…her back is towards the door and she shifts her weight from side to side…B opens her door a crack to get a better listen*

*Izzys side of the convo*

No…No I'm not going to do that….Because…I made a commitment…Don’t be like that!....Because……Because I don’t know if its what I want to do with my life….no, I didn’t say that either…but at least this is a way to go out and see places and do things I couldn’t before….yes, of course I miss it…a lot….and you ….maybe I will….maybe I will decide that gymnastics is what I want…but I want it to be my decision not something that is decided for me…I didn’t say that! Quit putting words in my mouth…..this isn’t about him….yes of course I like him…love him? No…I mean maybe I COULD but weve only known eachother a few weeks…no I actually don’t see him much….its turning out to be a lot more work than I had planned for…..no I knew I would be doing more than the training just didn’t realize I would be the tour bitch….oh anything and everything…grocery shopping…fast food or coffee runs…gassing up the SUV’s…the list goes on and on…..Oh hey gotta go *hangs up phone as Nick walks up, B quietly closes the door*

(Isabelle) Hey…you plan to workout in your pajamas?

(Nick) *chuckles* no…just give me a minute to change

(Isabelle) Ok I'll wait for you *smiles*

*Nick opens the door and is almost greeted immediately by B…arms folded across her chest*

(Nick) Woah! Hello….what are you doing standing there?

(Bailey)doesn’t matter…what happened with Dad?

(Nick) *shrugs* Nothing really…told me to watch my attitude…then went on to say this crap about how he hired Izzy on as tour staff not as my own personal cheering section and that I'm not the one who calls the shots that he is…then was like….you aren't doing Izzy any favors by treating her differently than the other assistants because she has to bunk with them and it might cause jealousy

(Bailey) well, he is right, you shouldn’t treat her different

(Nick) *cocks brow* soooo, what yer sayin is… I should make out with all the assistants? *shrugs* tough job but I think I could handle it *smirks*….wait…what about Zack? Cause that might get a little weird…although I did hear him comment about “Jonas having a nice butt” the other day….’spose there is possibility he was talking about me...

(Bailey) NO that is NOT what I meant by….wait….*smiles* did he really say that about my butt?

(Nick) *rolls eyes* I actually do think he may have been talking about me. Zack seems a little….*flips wrist*

(Bailey) *slaps Nicks shoulder* HE IS NOT!

(Nick) *chuckles* whatever you say….what straight 19 year old boy do you know that would willingly admit to liking our music?

(Bailey) oh whatever LOTS of guys like your music!

(Nick) yea...'cause they like boys…*smirks*

(Bailey) *scoffs* whatever, I have boys hit on me all the time at the concerts

(Nick) maybe the ones that brought their little sisters 'cause their parents forced them to…wait….WHAT? *cocks brow and crosses arms across chest* yea, you are DEFINITLY not allowed to roam freely at concerts anymore

(Bailey) *quickly changes subject* ANYWAY…what I was saying is that Isabelle shouldn’t get special treatment…we are paying her to work just like all the other assistants, it wouldn’t be fair for her to get to stand and watch a concert and do nothing while Meg is running around doing all the work backstage

(Nick) *frowl* what is it you have against Izzy?

(Bailey) nothing!

(Nick) mmmhmmm…..*changing into gym shorts and tennis shoes* lies…

(Bailey) *blurts out without thinking* I just think she should be treated like any other person that is simply here for a job and the experience and not really here for you….thats all….*sits on the bed and sighs *

(Nick) uhhh…WOAH *sits down beside B* where did that come from?

(Bailey)*groans* can I just say I friggin hate the fact that I somehow lack the ability to keep something from you…I find it incredibly annoying

(Nick) uhhh, not true…you totally lied to me FOREVER about Jake

*B crinkles her nose at the sound of Jake's name*

(Bailey) yea well that was probably the only thing I've ever kept from you and you see how well that turned out

(Nick) that part about her being here for the experience and not for me….where did that come from?

*B sighs*

(Bailey) I sorta overheard a phone conversation she was having out in the hall…

(Nick) oh? And how did you SORTA hear this conversation? *cocks brow*

(Bailey) fine…I totally spied. She basically said she wasn’t sure if she wanted to be in gymnastics and that this was a good way for her to do things she couldn’t do before and that she is the *air quotes* “Tour bitch” and that she likes you but she doesn’t love you...

(Nick) are you sure you heard her right?

(Bailey) She was standing right outside the door…I heard her entire side of the conversation…she hung up when she saw you coming

(Nick) yea...I saw her hang up…*runs hand through hair frustrated* gotta go work out…not dealing with this crap right now too frickin tired *kisses B on the forehead before standing* see you in a bit *walks out*

Bailey’s Inner Monologue

FRICK…ok so he totally deserves to know if her intentions are not the best and I'm not a super horrid twin for dropping that massive bomb on him the morning of his first headlining tour concert. UGH…Denial is not a pretty color on me. I should have kept my big mouth shut and hated her in silence like any NORMAL human being.