Little Me ► Mitch Grassi

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Kirstie's P.O.V

"Avi!" I whispered-yelled. "We have a problem!"

Avi appeares in the door, "Financial problems? Jeez, I mean I am pretty sure we are not that poor."

I gave him a furrowed brows, "What?" I said with a confused tone. Avi looked down, "Nothing."

I shook my head frantically, "Anyway, we have a situation." I pointed downstairs, "Ben's beginning to be suspicious."

"Okay, what do I do?" He asked.

"Well, I thought you can gelp figure a way out." I shrugged.

He rolled his eyes, "Baby, you know I suck at plans." He nearly complained.

"Ugh, just hide then!"

"... just hide?" He asked me like my plan is stupid. It is, but, does he has a better idea?

"That I'm an expert at." He responded, walking back to the room.

Scott's P.O.V

Stalling. A word that is easy to say yet very difficult to do.

Right now, Kevin's doing his best to show Ben videos that I'm guessing he's already showed him ten times.

I was beginning to get nervous.

You know we can't tell him.

Mitch being a baby = Career over. The end.

... well, not OUR career, exactly. Just Mitch's.

Kirstie runs down the stairs, her hands behind her that caused Ben to become more suspicious. Way to go, Maldonado.

I was only sighing when Kirstie was approaching us. She sat on the couch soon, right across Ben. "S-so?" she began, "What are you doing here?"

Ben shrugs, "Am I not allowed to see my band?"

She shakes her head, "Of course you're allowed!" Her voice sounded sarcastically happy. "Just please, next time, alert us."

"It sounds like you all have a secret."

That's when I gulped, "Secret?" I asked.

He glanced at Kevin. Then Kirstie. Then I, who appears to be slowly sweating. He raises an eyebrow, opening his mouth to talk.

Until his phone started ringing. Saved by the bell!
... or ring! ... whatever!

He immediately stood up, "I'll get back at you." and he took off the living room.

"I have one word to say." Kevin began. "WE ARE DOOMED!"

I gave him a furrowed look, "That has three words-!"

"Don't correct me." He immediately spoke. I only nodded, "Alright."

"But seriously, we are doomed." Kirstie commented. "I mean, you guys know every time he's suspicious, he'll do everything to know what everyone's hiding!" She slamemd herself to the couch with a big sigh. "I mean, you all remember Lydia?"

"Who's Lydia?"

"Exactly." Kirstie answered, and I rolled my eyes.

Ben came back, his hands on his pockets, "Apparently, I have to go." He began.

Wow. BIG RELIEF.

Ben  began to head for the door and the three of us stood, "What's up?" Kevin asked.

"It's just about your next tour." He said.

... that is not a relief.

DEFINETELY NOT A RELIEF.

"I'll see you, tomorrow?" He said. Soon he leaves the apartment with a slight slam of a door.

"Tour?" Kirstie said, her eyes twitching.

"Why the hell did we forget about the tour?"

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