<~.~.~* Exactly 6 days later *~.~.~>

Greg- "WHERE'S MAH FRICKEN TOOTHBRUSH???" *whacking Matt in the head with his pillow* "I KNOW YOU TOOK IT! GIVE IT BACK!!"

Matt- *eating pillow feathers* "I did not!"

Greg- "Did to!"

Matt- "Did not!"

Greg- "Did to!"

Matt- "Did to!"

Greg- "Did not!---Wait I mean---Ughhh!!!!"

*Matt starts cracking up laughing*

        We had officially been on the road for an hour and a half� The time being 10:30pm on Friday night. Our destination was a hotel called "Hidden Paradise"�but we were at least another 30 minutes from wherever that was in Burlington, MA.

Me- *looking up from my bunk on the bus* "You guys never go to sleep, do you?"

       Greg had been frantically searching for his toothbrush for the past 40 minutes� To be quite honest, I was frankly fed up with hearing him accuse and re-accuse every person on the bus about who misplaced it.

Frankie- "Jeez, I guess somebody's a little cranky�"

Me- *laying back down on my pillow* "Well, I'm sorry, but I for one do not consider a missing toothbrush as a national crisis in the middle of the night�"

Greg- "But this IS a crisis!!!"

Me- "Ugh, never mind�"

Greg- "Well, don't blame me, blame Matt� He took it after all!!!"

Matt- "Did not!"

Greg- "Did too!"

       This would've been one of those times where Jesse would've played his "mediator-guy" role and stood up for me and my sleeping rights� Unfortunately, he was fast asleep himself�snoring might I add with extreme volume�

Chris- *looking up from his magazine* "Guys, cut her some slack, she's never been stuck in a bus with u three before� and let me tell ya, it isn't always a picnic!"

Me- "Thank you Chris!"

Greg- *dropping his pillow* "Heyy, that was a diss, wasn't it?"

Chris- "Umm�*pauses, then smiles*�no. No it wasn't�"

Greg- *scratches head* "Oh, ok!" *picks up his pillow again and continues to hit Matt*

      This really wasn't getting anywhere. I had thought that riding in a tour bus with DREAM STREET would be fun� Suddenly, I wanted to be as far away from these guys as possible, sleeping soundly in my nice, cozy bed.

Greg- "Hey, omg, what's this?"

     Greg has just bent over on the floor and picked up the bright green object on which he had just stubbed his toe.

Greg- "Hey! Mah toothbrush!"

Matt- "C? I told you! Greg ure such an idiot!"

Frankie- "I second that notion!"

Chris- "I third that�"

Voice from the front of the bus- "I fourth that!"

Greg- "Mooooooom!"

Mrs. R. - "Just kidding, hunny!"

      Mrs. Raposo had been the only parent chaperone to come on the bus. (The other parents, my own NOT included, decided to come by later the next day�)

       �I had thought about continuing that notion, but decided not to sound too rude. Even though my throbbing head was signaling my brain to say something�



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      I guess I had eventually ended up finally falling asleep, bcuz the next thing I remembered was being woken up by Jesse shaking my shoulder.

Jesse- "Val, we're here now�"

Me- *a low grunt*

Jesse- "Jeez, u slept like a log!"

            Huh? ME?? HE slept through the whole toothbrush incident!

Me- *another low grunt* "Okay, I'm getting up�"



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         When we were assigned our rooms in the lobby, the sleeping arrangements looked like this:

                                                         Rm. 331- Matt and Frankie
                                                         Rm. 332- Chris and Jesse
                                                         Rm. 333- Me and Amanda (Greg's sister)
                                                         Rm. 334- Greg and Mrs. Raposo

        The rest of the parents and kids were on another floor.

Greg- "Aww man, this sux!"

Mrs. Raposo- "Gregory!"

Greg- "�sorry mommy�"

Amanda- *laughing* "Aww, poor Gwegowee!"

*Greg slaps Amanda who in turn slaps him back- leaving Greg in more pain than herself*

Greg- *rubbing his shoulder* "Ouch!"

Frankie- *whispering to Jesse* "Haha, what a wimp�Greg Raposo: famous teen-singing sensation, also commonly remembered as his little sister's personal punching bag�"

        I think Greg was too busy soothing his bruised arm to pick up on the comment�

        As our group sleepily- well at least while I sleepily -trudged up the stairs, many thoughts were scattered through my head-for once they were mostly good though.
        The guys would be performing in two concerts within the weekend. I was really excited about that to be able to see them sing and dance to more of their songs. After all, the only real time I'd seen them perform was back with the "I Say Yeah" thing at the Pizza Parlor. Another reason why I was happy was because on Sunday I'd be seeing Jana for the first time since we had moved. As far as Gabby, Eva and the other Westchester girls were concerned, the past week had actually gone relatively well without any momentous, big guy troubles. (And they were still presently in NY anyway so I wasn't really focused on that.)
        Oh yeah, and I was also totally relieved about my whole "parents/Jesse" anxiety. Before I had made plans to come, I was basically forced to tell them about our new relationship. Believe it or not, they actually took it pretty well. I was glad that Mrs. McCartney had decided to come over in the past week so that my parents and she could become acquainted and could also agree to let me come. My mom especially had thought Jesse to be "such a sweet young gentleman" -it was really quite embarrassing. Umm yeah so anyway�

      Upon entering Room 333, I'm sure I must've put down my suitcase and fallen right to sleep in about 2 seconds-I was really tired. I probably hadn't even said more than a short 'hi' to poor Amanda, my new roommate.



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Voice- *shaking my shoulder* "Valerieeeee, sugar-pumpkin, lumpky-pie, sweetie-dumplin', honey-bunch, cutie-too-------"

Me- "Hi Jesse�"

Voice- "Hey, u knew that was me?"

Me- "Well of course�*yawn*�ure the only guy I know who'd use the word 'lumpky' when trying to compliment his girlfriend�well except maybe�"

I stopped. We both knew I meant Greg anyway.

Jesse- "hmm�I should work on that maybe�"

Me- *laughing* "Lumpky-muffin, y are u here? It's gotta be like 4 in the morning�"

Jesse- "Nope! Actually its only 2 o' clock in the morning!"

Me- "Oh�"

Jesse- "Buuuuuuuuuuut, I couldn't sleep. And then I remembered that I hadn't kissed u goodnight� Plus, Chris snores�."

        Uhhh�..CHRIS snores?? I decided not to comment on that.

Me- *changing moods* "Weeeeeeeell, make it snappy babe, ure cuttin' into mah beauty sleep hea!"

Jesse- *getting up* "Oh! Well then never mind, I'll just leave�.no kissys for Grumpy-puss�"

*Jesse starts heading for the door*

Me- "Ummm�wait! There's been a new opening in my sleeping schedule! There's time for kissys!!"

Jesse- *smiling* "Hehe, ok!" *hops back onto my bed*

           Haha, I had just realized�I was still wearing my jeans and shirt from before. Jesse was wearing---well, he did at least have pants on� :o)

        When we kissed, I must say that we weren't doing it like the usual. It was more of a lighter kiss----haha, no tongue action. It was still nice though�Kind of short comparatively.

Jesse- "Mwuah! Mmm�Goodnight! Wuv ya babe, cya tomorrow.."

        It was already "tomorrow", but once again I wasn't going to say anything�

Me- "Bye bye!"

         Sitting there in the dark, I realized how pointless that had really been. Oh well, I had no complaints�
        I was surprised, usually when I was woken up from sleeping I was automatically not tired---but this time my eyelids were heavy�. and I drifted off quite easily�



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Voice- *shaking my shoulders* "Valerie, there's sumthing I have to tell you�"

Me- "Hmmm�..whaaa? Hey Jesse�.what time is it now?? 5 o' clock? Go back to bed�."

Voice- "No, it's not Jesse, Val, it's Amanda�It's, um 4 o' clock�"

Me- "Oh�"

      Amanda? Huh? Maybe this was serious�

Me- *Sitting up on my bed* "Are you okay? What happened?"

Amanda- "Yeah, I'm ok�.. it's just that�. All night this thing has been bugging me�"

Me- "Wait, hold up�is this a guy we're talking about?"

Amanda was 13, only one year younger than myself�I figured her problems might be similar to some of my common problems�

Amanda- "Sort of�I kind of overheard sumthing�"

        Uh-oh�.Amanda said she had been up thinking about this�.Did she mean up, as in tonite, as in�..she heard Jesse and I???

Me- "Oh. Ok, ummm�what did u hear?"

Amanda- *hesitating* "Umm�.*pauses* "No, its, its stupid�I'm sorry I woke u up�"

        Ehhh�. I wasn't gonna give up like that. Something was obviously wrong�.plus, NOW I was awake�

Me- "No, really, it's okay, I'm good at secrets�What's it about?"

Amanda- "Umm...my brother�I think he�"

Me- "Greg? Is he ok??"

        Greg was capable of some very interesting things I knew�

Amanda- "I think he�he�.likes you Val�"

Me- *stunned*

Greg Raposo�the personal punching bag? Greg Raposo�.reaaaaaally hott Greg Raposo? Greg Raposo, bandmates with�..Jesse McCartney. Jesse.

Amanda- *talking fast* "I, I dunno why I'm telling you this�.its just, I dunno�I over heard him talking with umm�.someone one time saying sumthing like 'I think I'm gonna put the moves on her�' I dunno, it was disgusting�but I didn't know he was talking about u until now because he said the name Val, but I didn't know who u were until today�"

Me- "Umm, Amanda, do u know who he was he talking with?"

Amanda- "It was�umm�Chris."

         I noticed her face tint rather red even in the dark-lit room�

Me- "Chris?"

Amanda- "Umm, yeah�"

            I had the slight impression that she kind of liked Chris�

Me- "Wow�.that's pretty weird�I definitely didn't expect that�.I can't picture your brother doing anything like since he knows about me and Jesse�"

Amanda- *hesitantly again* "Umm�well, I've known Greg for a pretty long time�*talking slowly* I wouldn't put it out of his reach�

      Well, I suppose u learn sumthing new everyday. But still, Greg? I was going to have to think this over�It just didn't make sense�
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