84 days

1. girls/girls/boys [Jessa]

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pose, you've got to save your reputation.

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"Excuse me, how did you find my house?" this guy asked me.

"Excuse me, I was invited here!" I replied.

"Well. I don't know what you heard on twitter or whatever, but we don't invite fans to our house."

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

"You have to leave! I don't want stalkers again. That was enough when we found those girls in our hotel room in Los Angelos!"

"Wh-" and the bitch slammed the door in my face.

I began ringing the door bell again. After about 10 minutes of knocling and ringing the doorbell, I gave up. Sorry Lauren, I'll see you tommorrow.

Just then, the door opened again to that annoying asshole. Without thinking, I smacked him and let myself in.

"Bloody hell!" he said.

"Jessa, finally! I was beginning to think you wouldn't show up." Lauren said as she walked into the foyer.

"I've been here. This asshole wouldn't let me in." I said and gave him a glare. He was still holding his cheek, but he looked apologetic.

"Seriously, Ashton. The one friend I make and-"

"Its not my fault I-" They began to yell at each other the was only siblings do.

"Lauren! Ashton! We have a guest!" a woman's voice shouted from behind me. I turned around to find a sandy blonde woman with kind eyes.

"Hello, sweetie. You must be Lauren's new friend and our neighbor!" this woman said brighlty.

"I am. You're home is lovely, Mrs. Irwin." I said.

"Please call me Mary (a/n I don't know her actual name sorry)" Mary said.

"Okay, Mary." I said with a smile.

"Is this adorable meet up over now?" Ashton asked sarcastically. He reminds me of Michael.

"Ashton, manners!" Mary said to her son.

"Right sorry, Hello lovely new neighbor! My name is Ashton!" He said and gave me a fake smile. I noticed a red mark from where I slapped him.

"Jessa." I said with a straight face. I hadn't noticed how attractive Ashton is.

"Well, Jessa and I will be up in my room." Lauren said quickley and pulled me into her room.

The walls were bright blue and there were a few posters. Her bed was made and there was nothing on the floor. Compared to mine, Lauren's room looked extremely neat and clean.

"Okay, lets start with our History homework. I'm best in History." Lauren said.

After about an hour of working, Mary yelled, "Jessa, will you be staying for dinner?"

"Yes, ma'am" I yelled back.

The whole house filled with the wonderful smell of Lauren's mom cooking. My mouth was watering.

"Lauren! Jessa! Dinner!" I heard from the kitchen. We raced downstairs to find spaghetti and garlic bread. I greedily grabbed a plate and dished myself some pasta.

"Do you like red sauce?" Mary asked.

"Yes, please." I replied.

Once Lauren and I got our food, Ashton stomped downstairs from his room. He got his food without a word and sat down beside Lauren. Behind him, a young boy came down too.

"Harry, this is Jessa. Jessa, Harry." I gave the small boy a wave and he sat down on the opposite side of Lauren.

I noticed there was no seat for Lauren and Ashton's dad. I knew not to say anything, but I inferred he wasn't coming.

"So, Jessa, where did you live before moving here?" Mrs. Irwin asked.

"Miami, Florida." I retorted.

"Oh that's great! I hear its very warm in Florida."

"Well its great at times, but in the summer its boiling." I said smiling.

"Can I put her through The Test?" Ashton asked Lauren omniously.

"Excuse you?" I asked.

"We like doing this thing when each of us get a new friend where we ask them a bunch of questions. Don't worry, its just like 20 questions." Lauren said to me.

Without warning, Ashton began firing questions at me.

"What's your favorite color?"

"Turquoise."

"Favorite Movie?"

"Uhh I don't know. Guardians of the Galaxy? School of Rock?"

"Favorite Tv show?"

"Does it still have to be running?"

"Yes."

"American Horror Story."

"Talents"

"Drawing or Painting. Anything artsy, really."

"Ever had a boyfriend?"

"Yeah?" I said uncertainlly.

"You are stuck on a deserted island and you only get one thing delivered to you in a box. What is in the box?"

"The Tardis."

"Favorite Song?"

"Currently? Girls/Girls/Boys by: Panic! At The Disco, but my favorite song changes daily."

"Seriously?" Ashton asked, showing emotion for once.

"Yes, I have a new favorite song every day." I said.

"Okay, I'm going to make a bet with you. Everyday for 84 days you have to tell me a different favorite song."

"Challenge accepted. But wait, why 84 days?" I asked suspiciously.

"Because my band leaves to go on tour in 84 days." He replied.

"Band? Is everyone in Australia in a band?" I asked. First Michael, then Calum.

"Uh no? My band has hit it big. Maybe you've heard of us."

"Name?"

"5 seconds of summer."

"That's your band? Not really my kind of music, but I've heard of you." I honestly don't like pop music or their band.

"Well what can I say?" he said smirking. Ew.

"Um look at the time. I have to go. It was nice meeting you all. I'll give you the song tommorrow, Ashton."

"Just call me SmAsh."

"Ookay, No. I'm not calling you that. I'll see you at school, Lauren."

Now I have to make a list of 84 songs.