We Meet Again (RJS & JMB)

Chapter 15

My alarm goes off. I sit up and stretch my arms out. I look over at Jacob, Zach, Charles, and Chad to see them getting up too.

I then quickly grab my phone and text Lyla. She texts back that she's going to go somewhere away from arena so she doesn't. chance being caught by anyone.

1 hour and 15 minutes later...

We are all ready and grab our things and leave the hotel room.

at the arena...

Jacob is out on the stage and practicing while the rest of us are doing our own thing. I take out my phone and text Lyla seeing if she is okay. She texts me back that she is but doesn't have anything to do because she has no money. I ask her where she is and she tells me. I walk out from backstage and onto the stage.

"Hey I'm go for a walk. I'll be back soon." I say to Jacob.

He continues practicing but nods his head, acknowledging me.

I leave then head down to where Lyla is.

about 20 minutes later...

I turn the street that Lyla said she was on. I see a girl with a suitcase and backpack a little bit up the street. I rush over to her, knowing it was Lyla.

"Hey Joey." She said, excited to see me.

"Is everything okay?" I ask.

"Yea, I'm just bored. Plus, I feel like a hobo carrying around my stuff." She tells me with a giggle.

"Well I can't do anything about that? But... I do got some money so I can take you out to go get something to eat." I tell her.

She nods her head then we walk across the street to a Chinese restaurant.

We go inside and get a table. We take a seat.

"So?" Lyla asks.

"So what?" I question.

"What's the plan?" She asks.

"Not sure yet." I tell her picking up the menu.

"What do you mean?!" She says with worry in her voice.

"I don't know." I repeat.

"You're crazy." She tells me.

I chuckle.

Wait...what is the plan? How is this gonna work?

I put down the menu and look at Lyla. She was looking at the menu. I take it from her hands.

"What?" She questions.

"We need to figure this out." I tell her.

"Yea?" She says furrowing her eyebrows, wanting to know what I'm going to say next.

"Do you got any ideas?" I ask her.

"Not really." She says before saying, "...maybe I can just run up to him from backstage after the show?" She adds, shrugging her shoulders.

"No, that's boring. It needs to be big." I tell her.

"Big?" She questions.

"Yea." I tell her.

"So what are you thinking?" She asks.

"You could run out on stage." I tell her.

"In front of everyone?" She questions.

I could tell she was a little nervous about that idea, it's understandable. I was nervous when I went on stage for the first time.

"I don't know if I could do that, that's a lot of people. I've gone on a stage before, for like plays and talent shows, but never on such a big stage as an arena stage." She tells me.