A Story With a Very Dumb Title...

Come on! This is soooo cool!” Kevin yelled, dragging me along by my wrist.

“Yes, this crowded street is VERY interesting.” I joked, looking for anything that would be classified as “Cool.”

“Hey, just follow me.” He ducked into a building near the sound stage where Hannah Montana was filmed.

We were in a lounge type room. There were couches and a pool table. And foosball and all that stuff.

“Whoa, this is…fantastic. What is it?”

He laughed, “It’s a lounge, obviously.”

I smiled, “So you guys get to hang out here, whenever you aren’t working? Awesome!” I skipped to the mini-fridge, “Being famous must be nice.”

He nodded, “Now come on, I want to show you the rest of the studio!”

“O.k.” We left the lounge and wondered left towards the set of JONAS.

“You ever seen our show?” He asked.

“I have, but I don’t think you should ask my friends.”

“Why not?” he asked.

“Uhm…they aren’t Disney girls. Actually now they are but,” I screwed up my face, “I don’t what they are.”

We laughed. And then my cell phone rang.

“Hello?” I asked.

“Hi. Is this…Elizabeth?” A heavily accented voice asked.

“It might be. Who’s this?”

The voice puased, “Georg. From Tokio Hotel.”

I felt my jaw drop. Kevin looked at me curiously.

“I thought Tokio went back to Germany,” I said mostly to myself.

“No, we’re here all week. Anyways, remember the bet we made at the Airport.”

I looked at Kevin, “What time do we have to get to the fitting?”

“What?” Georg asked.

“Not you, Georg,”

Kevin pointed to the building in front of us, “Right now.”

“O.k. Yeah I remember the bet.” I spoke into the phone.

Kevin opened the door and I continued to talk to the German.

“Thank you,” I told him.

“For what?” Georg asked.

“Not you. I’m talking to Kevin.”

“Who’s Kevin?” he asked.

“Tell you later. Anyways, why’d you call?”

“I think we should try to get Bill and Lor together.”

“For the bet?” I asked.

“What bet?” Kevin asked.

Lor and Joe were watching us confusedly.

“One second Kevin,” I said. HE was chuckling at my confusing conversation.

“So why don’t we all meet up tomorrow night?”

I grinned, “Perfect. I’ll call you tomorrow”

“How do you have my number?” He asked.

“I should ask you the same thing.”

“Alright. Talk to you then.”

I watched as Lor and Kevin were talking, “Ok. Bye.”

I hung up and tackled Lor. We needed to get her new clothes for tomorrow, “WE Have to go shopping, later!” I yelled.

“Why?” She asked, I smiled but refused to answer, “Lizzie, tell me!”

She DID NOT just call me Lizzie, “Oh you asked for it!” I tackled her, knocking her to the ground, and as usual, I stayed standing, Mwahahahahahahaha.

“You’re so fat!” Lor teased.

“At least I have a microscopic amount of grace.” I laughed at her and then offered my hand to help her up.

“Where’s Nick?” Joe asked.

“He’s with Mae who’s…not here.”

I looked around the room.

“I’ll call her.”

“Helllooo?” She asked.

“Where are you? You and Nick were supposed to be here five minutes ago!” I scolded her.

“Oh, sorry!” I said, “We’re almost there. See you in a second. Bye.” She hung up before I could say anything else.

“She’s on her way.” I answered,

“Are you girls ready?” An older looking women asked.

“Uhm…Mae’s not here yet.” Lor said. I nodded in agreement.

“That’s fine, darlings. Come with me, we’ll start with you two.”

I smiled and Lor skipped to her side. She reminded me of a grandmother. Her white hair was piled on top of her head. She had a measuring tape wrapped around her neck and was wearing a patchwork apron.

“I’m Elizabeth.” I said, shaking her hand.

“Call me Mary.” She replied.

“O.k. Mary.”

“I’m Lor.” Lor smiled and linked arms with Mary. They ended up skipping down the hall way. I jogged after them. Kevin and Joe were laughing as they walked out the building.

Suddenly we heard “TO THE CLOTHES!!” And Mae was at my side, running.

“Hey, Mae. Where you been?” I asked.

“I stole a golf cart.” She answered. We stopped outside a room with INSANITY WARDROBE painted in big letters.