Chapter 5

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I ran downstairs and headed to the living room to look for my high top converse. They were right next to the couch and I sat down to slip them on. As I'm tying my left shoe I look up to see Marco walking in from the front door and into the kitchen to get food.

"Where are you going?" He asks while drinking juice from the carton. You are lucky if you don't have brothers.

"A friend invited me to hang out. They're coming to pick me up in like five minutes." I didn't want to tell him it was Trevor. I don't know why.

"Did you tell Mom?" He asks, now eating a box of Cheese-Its.

"Ya. I texted her." I then grab my phone to check the time. It's now around 4:45, so Trevor should be here soon. I didn't know if he was going to call or text when he got here, so I wanted to make sure I kept my phone with me. I figured I should probably go to the bathroom before I left, because 1) I didn't want to have to ask where the bathroom was because that's awkward, and 2) I didn't want to pee myself because I was freaking out about meeting O2l. I go through the kitchen and enter the bathroom. Then I hear a knock at the door. I figured it was probably a guy with a package, but then I hear Marco yell, obvious that there is something in his mouth,"Hey, J! Trevor Moran is here to see you for some reason." I quickly pull up my pants, flush, and wash my hands. I run to the front door and apologize to Trevor for keeping him waiting.

"You didn't tell me you were hanging out with him!" Marco says.

"Whatever. I'll be back in a while." I say as I'm shutting the door. I then walk with Trevor to his car.

"Mom, this is Jessica. Jessica, this is my mom." Trevor says this as he sits shot gun and I sit in the back seat.

"Hi sweetie. It's nice to meet you!" Mrs. Moran turns to look at me right before she begins to drive away.

"It's nice to meet you, too." I respond.

The rest of the car ride was pretty quiet accept Mrs. Moran asking me questions about myself. It was the general at first, but then it got a little too much for me.

"How did you and Trevor meet?" She asks while we stop at a red light.

"Um, we meet down stairs. Trevor was looking for the studio and I showed him where it was." I left out the other part about me singing and him hearing. I don't even want his MOM to know. Ugh.

"Ya," Trevor said looking back at me. "She was helpful. And we're partners for Biology." He gave me another look that was suspicious, but he still knew not to mention it. Why didn't he tell anyone?

Right as I thought this we pulled up to the famous O2l house. It was big. I suddenly got really nervous as I got out of the car and thanked Mrs. Moran.

"I'll pick you kids up in a little while." She then backed out of the driveway and left me and Trevor standing there.

"Are you ok?" Trevor turned to look at me. And that was when I realized I was hyperventilating.

"I'm nervous. I'm meeting O2l. And I don't want to look or act like a fan. I don't want to do anything stupid. I want them to know I'm a friend, not a fangirl." I look at the ground and felt myself blush. Man, what's with all the blushing? Trevor then does something amazing. He takes my hand and starts to pull me towards the front door and says,"Be yourself. Because I like who you are, they will too. He opens the door as I smile and I follow him inside. I could spot the familiar things that were inside the house that I had seen in the videos. Still connected to Trevor, we step toward the door leading to the outside. I can hear a boys laugh and splashing, and I suddenly freeze. Trevor looks back at me and says,"Hey, don't worry. They will love you." I breathe one last time and step outside.

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