Jack and Jill (formerly Perfectly Broken)

Eleven.

Okay so. I barely have any reads so maybe it's innapropriate to do an author's note but oh well.

This book is doing so well, so thank you all for reading it <3

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I stared at my phone, mouth gaping open.

"What?" Molly asked.

"Um.. n-nothing... " I trailed off. Molly sighed.

"I'm so sick of the 'nothings' and 'tell you laters' Trinity. We're suppose to be best friends." She said, obviously frustrated. I sighed. She was right, I was keeping a lot from her.

"I'm sorry. I'll tell you later, and I mean it! I will!" I encouraged her, but she sighed. I twisted my lip ring.

"Don't tell me because you feel like I'm expecting you to. Tell me because you trust me. Tell me beccause you WANT someone to know!" she shrieked, and slammed the hotel door in my face; then she cracked it open a bit. "Give me two seconds." I nodded. I felt bad for not telling Molly, because she was right. I didn't really have a girl friend when I first joined the band, because all my friends were in Rhode Island. I haven't even talked to Alison, my "best friend", in two years, which feels unreal. Molly is all I have. But at the same time, admitting that Nick and I are... well... real, would mean accepting it; I didn't know if I accepted it yet. 

I glanced down at my pearly white Blackberry, the message from Aaron still blinking. I sighed. Aaron could complicate things between Nick and I. I mean yeah.. I was so into Nick. He made me feel different then the two "relationships" I had in highschool ever made me feel. But Aaron was so... well... HOT and mysterious. I put the thought of him out of my mind, my finger on the little trash can icon in the corner of the screen. But suddenly, I was hitting reply.

Lol. Hi.

That's all I said. Maybe he'll get the memo that I don't want to talk to him...?

What are you up to, oh famous rock star?

Okay. Maybe not. Then again if I wanted him to get that memo I wouldn't reply in the first place. I wasn't cheating on Nick was I? Wait. No! I wasn't with Nick number one. Number two, we weren't flirting. Number three... Okay I have no number three. BUT NO. I wasn't cheating.

Getting my nails done with my best friend :) 

As I looked up, Molly was exiting the room. She blinked at me.

"Um. Ready? The cab's here..." She trailed off. I nodded. I started walking ahead of her and she grabbed my arm. "Look, I can't force you to tell me every little thing that goes on in your life. But I just.. I feel like you don't trust me. And since I tour with you guys most of the time now because of my... Mom issues, I never see my friends. I miss gossiping and I miss my friends." I could hear the knot in her throat forming as her eyes glazed over with tears. I sighed.

"Oh my god Molly. You know it's not like that! I just... Stuff is complicated. I'll tell you. Don't worry." I gave her a comforting smile and she nodded.

"Don't feel like you have to.." I hushed her.

"I want to! Shut up!" I laughed and she laughed too. My Blackeberry beeped.

Awh. That sucks, I wanted to see you ;)

My mouth dropped again.

"What..?" Molly asked again.

I sighed. "Aaron, that kid from the signing, is texting me." Molly shrieked. 

"And that's bad?! Oh my god he was so hot! I had to refrain from staring, or else Josh and I probably would have gone at it.  Our relationship has been smooth sailing lately, no need to jepordize that. Plus I'd look like a hypocrite since our last fight was about him looking at girls... but anyway. How is that a problem? He was gorgeous!" Molly said swiftly. I laughed. She was definitely back.

"Well... you see..." I said as we got into the cab. I glanced at the cab driver. He was old, probably old enough not to even know rock music existed. It was definitely safe to carry on the conversation. Molly laughed, as if reading my mind.

"Stop eying him like that. He's like sixty, he probably doesn't even know who we are!" I laughed hysterically as Molly gave the address of the nail salon to our slowly-falling-apart driver. 

"Okay okay. Well it's bad because... Nick and... Nick and I kinda.. you know.. kissed.." I mumbled and twirled my hair.

"OH MY GOD!" She screamed. The cab driver gave her an ugly look in the rear view, but she ignored it. "Oh my GOD NO WAY! I saw this coming! Oh my god I'm so happy for you!" She unclipped her seat belt just to reach over and hug me. I sighed. She raised an eyebrow. "That's good right?"

I bit my lip. "Well, yeah of course. But... I don't know if I want to follow through. The fans, management. We are putting the band at risk... And I don't know if it's worth it." Molly scoffed.

"Trinity. Love is always worth it. Remember when management said I was 'unlikable?'" she asked. I rolled my eyes.

"They still say that." She cut me off.

"NOT. THE. POINT. The point is, the fans accepted me... eventually. Everyone will accept you and Nick. But you've got to accept you and Nick before anyone else does..." She said wisely, as she grabbed my phone and hit some buttons. "And that means, NO. AARON." I sighed.

"We can't even be friends?" I whined to her as if she was my mother. She gave me a stern don't-kid-yourself look.

"Trin, you and I BOTH know, you can not be friends with a boy that hot. It simply doesn't happen." She handed me back my phone, and sure enough all Aaron messages were gone. Maybe she was right. Maybe I needed to accept Nick and I...

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When we finished getting our nails done, we decided to hit up the mall. I kept checking my phone for texts from Aaron... secretly hoping he'd text me. Wait. No, I was waiting for texts from Nick. I sighed. My emotions were going haywire over a boy I met at a signing. My choice should be obvious. Nick! But... the obvious choice in the situation seemed foggy to me at the moment. I sighed again. Molly pulled me out of my thoughts.

"Let's hit up Zumiez...?" She asked, waiting for approval.

I smiled. "Sure!" My phone beeped and my hear jumped.

Hey. I hope u r having fun w/ Molly, but I wish you wudve came :) -N

My heart fluttered. Molly noted my geeky expression.

"It's not that Aaron boy, is it?" She said, sounding like a mom again.

I smirked. "Nope," It most definitely wasn't. She leaned over my shoulder, her eyes dancing across the text.

"AWWWWWWWWWWWH!" She screamed. I smacked her shoulder.

"Shutup, let's go to-" I was cut off by some girl.

"Oh my god! You're Trinity Taylor! And you're Molly Sue Francis! Oh my god," she shrieked. She was short, her hair long and brown. She looked like the type of girl to listen to Taylor Swift, not Perfectly Broken. 

"Yes. We are.." I mumbled. She shrieked even louder.

"Can I have a picture with you guys!?"

"Sure!" Molly loved when fans recognized her. I smiled for the picture, and then waved bye to her. "STAY BEAUTIFUL!" Molly called after her. I pulled the hood of my sweat up onto my head. The mall was nearly empty, for reasons unknown to me. I was thankful for that, today was not a day to be recognized. We walked into Zumiez.

"Hey, Welcome to Zumiez how can I help... Oh hey rock star," said an eerily familiar voice, though I only heard it once. I felt Moly's gasp as he came face to face with me. "I didn't know it was possible to get hotter in a day," he winked.

"Oh my god," Molly whispered.

Oh my god was right.