A blessing in disguise

Eighteen

The two weeks passed by quickly. Before I knew it the boys were back home and happy as ever. Tonight was the official end of the mini-tour, so the boys were hosting a live chat.

"Then the raccoon came out of no where and actually bit Michael! We were so scared that he was going to get rabies and we would have to shoot him, like in the old yeller movie!" Cameron was telling on of his insane stories again.

I was watching the chat from behind the computer. I tried to hold my laughter in, occasionally letting one slip. Following my giggle was 3 or 4 comments asking who that was. Zach assured the viewers that it was his manager. I could tell he was uncomfortable every time he covered for me. He hated lying to his fans. Just then John started crying. It was loud and clear. Panic shot through Zach's eyes.

"Excuse me, I'll be right back." Zach got up and ran down the hallway.

I didn't follow him in fear that the fans would see or hear me and put the pieces together.

Zach calmed John down and returned to his seat.

"Sorry about that, I had a quick potty break." Mikey and Cameron glared at him. Zach was clearly lying and was doing a terrible job covering it up. Zach jumped in and started to talk about the time that Mikey accused him of sharting. The fans bought into it and the comments went back to their normal pervy ways.

'Oh and before we go, don't forget to check out our new diggit tank tops!" Shortly after the boys went offline.

"Grace I have something to show you." Zach shouted from our room.

I walked upstairs to find him digging through his suitcase. He found what he was looking for and bounced over to me. He held up a tiny diggit shirt. I assumed it was for John, but I decided to not state the obvious and make a joke about it.

"Don't you think it's a little small for me Zach?"

"Don't be silly, it's for John." He ran out of the room and returned a few minutes later with the sleepy John in his new shirt.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The next 5 months were like a fairy tale. The boy's spent 4 hours a day rehearsing for tour. I turned 17 and Zach took John and I to Hawaii in celebration. While there I got an amazing tan. We spent time going for walks in the park and shopping at target. I don't know what it was about target that I liked so much. John learned how to walk fairly quickly. He still hasn't said his first word yet.

Tour starts in a few days. I'm excited and nervous at the same time. Why am I nervous? What could possibly go wrong?