The Girl in the Group

Chapter 5

Danielle P.O.V

I wake up. Something is wrong. Someone pranked me! I have this gut feeling. I think it was probably Justin. I hope that he didn't get his hands on the hair dye I may or may not have packed. I know, I know I really shouldn't pack hair dye. But I do anyway. I mean, you never now. What if one day, just one day I needed to be a blonde? I needed to be fake dumb or something, you may never know. If it would just happen that you needed it, and I had it, and I stuck my tongue out at you, how would you feel? You would feel ashamed. BE ASHAMED!

"JUSTIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"DANIELLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"GREG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"TRISTAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"LUKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"WHO PRANKED US?"

Oh well I guess that means everyone else is up. I get out of my bed and go to my mirror to investigate the damage. Guess what? I am a blonde... I must have jinxed myself when talking about if I ever needed to be a blonde. Well you know, I actually don't look that bad. I also have a marker mustache, but I am now a pro on how to get those off. I have been living with four boys for a long time. I am a pro with that.

After washing off the mustache, I head downstairs. Tristan, Luke, Justin, and Greg are investigating each other and trying to find Justin. Or me... I really hope they don't think I did this. I'd be in trouble. I hear laughter and see the 5 seconds of summer people laughing at us. Wait, they weren't pranked! Alright, Justin is going to get this.

"Daniel did you do this?" Greg asks me.

"If I did this, would I be blonde?" I ask.

Greg just shrugs and I go over to join the boys. One of them has drawn a map, and they have red x's all over it. Are they making a treasure map or something? Are we going to try and find the treasure chest full with money?

"What are you guys doing?" I ask.

"This is the room," Tristan says. "This is where Justin probably is. This is where you probably were, but we can cross that out now..."

I listen to him drone on and on about how we are going to find Justin today. All before rehearsal, which we can only hope one of the boys remembered. But knowing them, none of them have remembered. We will remember with two minutes to spare. If you have ever seen us move at lightning speed, you'd be surprised about how quick we can move.

"Alright dudes you keep doing the map, I'm pretty sure I know where Justin is," I tell them. "I want you all to get ready for rehearsal!"

"Yes Mommy," They all agree.

I go back to my room to get ready before going to get Justin. I put on a blue and white striped t-shirt and yellow jeans. Then I throw on white converse. I look at myself in the mirror. I might stay blonde for a while. I don't look to shabby. Maybe I can start dyeing my hair. That'd be... RANDOM! Oh gosh that was bad.. Remind me to never make a commercial for the band using puns. It would be a complete failure and I know it.

I step out of my room and into the hallway. I look for the room I know Justin is hiding in. The room no one dares to go in when they are in trouble. Greg's room. Greg steps out and I step in going to where I know he is. I go over to Greg's bed and crawl onto the floor looking under the bed. There is an unnatural amount of t-shirts around a rather large lump of a person who is known to be Justin. He must be uncomfortable being tall. I am the only one in the group who can hide under a bed and be comfortable.

"Hey Justin I know that's you," I tell him.

"No it's not," Justin protests.

He is not the sharpest knife in the drawer. Who else would crawl under a bed? I can think of absolutely no one. And I've seen all the boys in the hotel room this morning except Justin. He must think I'm dumb... Which I am not. He should know better now. We have been living together for almost 2 years!