Daughter of Kellin Quinn

*Copeland's POV*

"How was your first day of school?" Jaime asked before shoving a spoonful of rice and beef in his mouth.

"It was great." No, it was boring and full of whores. I never wanna go back there again. "I have to do a presentation of Austin Carlile to my class on Friday."

"Why Austin?" Vic asked.

"Because everyone knows who he is and I can't risk bringing in someone famous to present. Alli brags about him to everyone so it won't be obvious. I was going to bring my dad in, but you know, fan girls. Besides, they would ask me how I could get a hold of someone famous. I'm keeping my real identity a secret from people at school."

They all gave me weird looks.

"How are you keeping it a secret if everyone already knows your name?" Vic took a sip of his water.

"They don't. In school, I'm not Copeland Bostwick. I'm Danielle Quinn. I can't have people know who I am."

"Why?" Mike asked. "That's pretty stupid to hide who you are."

It was too much to explain. "I have my reasons."

There was an awkward silence for about a minute. "I'm stuffed," I said backing away from the table. "That was an amazing dinner Jaime and Vic." I turned to Tony and Mike. "But no thanks to you two," I winked at them. I got up and walked over to the sink, applying soap all over.

"What do you think you're doing?" Vic said walking over to me.

"You cooked so I'm washing the dishes." I took the plate from his hand and placed it in the sink. It didn't take me very long to do because none of us were sloppy eaters.

"If you insist," Vic agreed, handing me everyone elses dirty plates and glasses.

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"I don't have any pajamas with me to sleep in. I forgot to bring them from home." I was sad. I know it seems pretty stupid to be sad about, but they had storm troopers on them and Tony would've loved it.

"You can borrow some of my pajamas?" Jaime offered. Uh, no thanks.

"You can wear mine, Copeland. They have turtles on them if that's okay. They're fleece so it'll keep you warm. I have extras." Tony pulled out a pair of black pajamas that had green little turtles everywhere. Obviously he would have something like that. I took them and changed in the bathroom. I came out and rolled up my sleeves.

"I'm not tired though," I groaned.

"I'll be right back. I need to go change in mine now." Tony left the room and into the bathroom he went.

I approached a room that didn't look familiar. I think it was the room that Pierce the Veil practiced in. I saw a CD player and I clicked on the play button. The song, "A Song For Mama," by Boys 2 Men came on.

Without hesitation, I closed my eyes and pretended I was at Prom. I always dreamed of going to Prom and dancing with my partner, being the center of attention. But only on this specific night. Everyone would surround us in the middle, as they stood on the sidelines of the gym. We would slow dance passionately and end with a delicate kiss. And at the end, everyone would clap for us.

But this time, what I was feeling was real. Someone was pressed against me as they took my cold hand and placed it on their shoulder, taking my other hand in theirs. They pulled me closer to them as they put their other hand behind my lower back. The person guided me throughout the oddly placed house. My heart was beating faster and faster. I lowered my head on their chest to feel their heart beat; my eyes were still closed. I couldn't wait any longer to tell them. "I love you, Tony."

He halted our footsteps in the middle of the room. "Sorry to ruin our little dancing session, but you have school tomorrow so hit the sack.....and...I'm not Tony."

As soon as I heard I'm not Tony, my eyes widened with fear and I immediately jolted my head up and backed away from him. Shit, I'm in so much trouble now.

"Jaime..." Damn it, I'm so embarrassed. I can't believe I thought he was Tony. What do I do? "I'm soo soo sorry." I covered my mouth with my hands.

"It's alright, Copeland," said Jaime with a small smile on his face. "You're secret is safe with me. I won't tell."

I flashed him a fake smile. "Ehh, what secret?" I looked around the room, hoping he didn't hear me clearly. My lips were smashed together and I was fidgeting my fingers the whole time.

"You know," Jaime cocked his head to the side, "the part where you love Tony? It's nothing to be ashamed about. He's a great guy." I acted like I didn't know what he was talking about. "Don't deny it. You practically threw my offer in the garage when I asked if you wanted my pajamas. You took his instead."

I didn't know what to say to that. I knelt my head down and my eyes began to fill with tears. It felt like he was teasing me for liking him.

"Hey, woah woah, don't cry." He walked over to me. "It's okay to like someone older than you, but you need to watch yourself. He's a grown man."

He tried to comfort me, but it wasn't working. It doesn't feel good knowing his band mate knows that I happen to like him. He wrapped his arms around me and gave me a quick hug.

"I usually wouldn't approve of this, but since you guys are so close you just need to be careful."

"Is everything alright in here?" said Tony cracking open the door. The last thing I needed right now was for Tony to appear after what just happened. I don't want him knowing anything. It's bad enough that Jaime knows. He told me he wouldn't tell.

"Everything is fine, Tone. Go get Copeland a blanket and a cushion to sleep on." He left the room, shutting the door behind him. "Look Cope, whatever you're feeling for Tony, it probably won't last long."

I shot my head up. "You don't know that. You don't know anything between us. He makes me happy and...ugh I don't know! There's so much."

He stood up and tried walking out of the room. I grabbed his hand and turned him around. I looked him dead in the eyes. "Promise me you won't breathe a word to anyone?! Especially Tony."

"Okay, I promise," he said as he stroked my cheek with two of his fingers.

We left the room and I shut the door behind me. I hope that Jaime keeps his promise and doesn't mention anything I said. I don't even want him to give away clues. If he does, I'll never forgive him.

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I sat on the couch with Mike watching Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. He mentioned that it was one of his favorite Harry Potter movies. I, too, was a Harry Potter nerd. I enjoyed talking about it with Mike because he actually understands the video. I wish more people liked these movies with magic and wizardry. Vic and them didn't enjoy it as much. As always, Tony liked Star Wars more than anything, Vic liked Wayne's world, and Jaime liked Toy Story.

The movie was over about two and a half hours later. I still wasn't tired though and it was 10:45 pm. I reailized that I had school, but I didn't care for it. It's boring as fuck and I have no friends. Alli wasn't helping me as much. She's just there for me as a peer guide in school. I see her everyday and I love her to death, but she does have other friends that she hasn't seen since before summer break.

"Go to sleep guys," Vic announced from the other room. "Copeland, you can take my bunk if you like? I'll be sleeping on the couch."

"I, uhhh..." I couldn't manage to get the words out.

"That's alright, Vic. I got it. She can sleep in my bunk," said Tony fluffing out his sheets. "I'll sleep on the couch tonight."

The first thing I did was look at Jaime, knowing what he was thinking. Another offer denied because Tony's was better. I wanted to say I'll be fine sleeping on the couch but in that mind of Jaime's, I knew he would try to convince me to sleep in Tony's bunk, to prove a point. But once again, I took Tony's bed, this time, not caring what anyone was thinking.

We all settled in our bunks. I pulled the cover over my face and watched as Mike pulled his Harry Potter blanket over him. Jaime climbed the ladder up to his bunk. I stared at him on purpose. I mouthed the words "you better not say anything." He nodded in agreement.

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I couldn't sleep and it was two in the morning. I was thirsty so I got up to get a glass of water. I stepped out of bed and walked to the kitchen. I noticed that the TV was still on and Tony was asleep on the couch. I quickly filled my glass half way, turned off the TV, and silently tip toed back to bed. I heard a strange noise escape Tony's breath; it wasn't snoring.

"Co..p..le.." I couldn't make out what he was saying because his voice trailed off and it was so silent. It was literally just air. I didn't know he talked in his sleep. "Cope..land...sss may."

I stood above his face. I whispered, "Tony? Can you hear me?" He gave me no response. "Tony," I whispered again, "are you awake?"

His eyes were shut and he had no clue he as talking to me. His words barely left his lips at a soft tone. "Cope..land........ kiss..me..."

My eyes widened in shock. My legs started to buckle while my hands turned cold and clammy. My heart was beating out of my chest. Did he really want me to kiss him or was this just a dream? What am I saying? This is a dream, for him at least. He was dreaming of me. I must be standing right next to him and he wanted me to approach him. He wanted me to kiss him, possibly go down on him. He said my name, no one elses. I came closer to his tired face.

"What?" I said softly making sure none of the others heard me. "What did you say?"

"...Kiss meee..." His voice faded out. I can't believe we were actually communicating like this. This was kind of weird, but fun at the same time. "Kiss me," he said once more.

I proceeded to do what he asked of me. I placed my hands on the arms of the couch and positioned my face with his. I stood above him in search for his lips. The room was a little dark, but it wasn't a challenge. I came in contact with something smooth and plump. It was strange for me kissing Tony because I never really had my first kiss yet, knowing I'm 18. I just wanted to wait for the right one. I wasn't in for something romantic so I pressed my lips against his and kissed him softly. I pulled away from him gently, not knowing if at any second he would open his eyes. And thank the mighty God I did because he popped right up and scared the living shit out of me.

"Oh my God! I'm sorry, Tony! I didn't mean to." I threw my hands over my mouth before I could say another word.

He sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Sorry for what? And why are you up so late? You have school tomorrow. Go to bed."

What? He didn't know that I kissed him? This nigga didn't feel anything? He didn't realize that he was talking in his sleep? Did he not know that he just asked me to kiss him? Did he have a clue what just happened? If not, good.

"Oh yeah, right. Good night, Tony." I fast walked out of the room, but he stopped me.

"Take this with you. If you get a little chilly, wrap yourself with it." He handed me his Star Wars blanket.

I refused his offer and went straight to bed, which is something I regret doing because I was cold as fuck. I glanced at the clock and it was now 3:15 am. I had only about three and a half hours to sleep now because I had to get up for stupid school.

I heard the door crack open. I pretended to be asleep, knowing it was Tony because everyone else was in there bunks and sound asleep. I felt a shadow staring at me as my eyes were closed. I was facing the wall with the cover over my head. I was still freezing. Tony left the room without shutting the door. But I heard footsteps walk back in the room. He placed a red blanket with big black words that read "STAR WARS" on it over my body. This genius knows how to fix everything. I already rejected taking his blanket and he still put it over me.

"Sweet dreams, Copeland," said Tony before pecking me a light kiss on the forehead. He left the room and closed the door.

I sat up for about a couple seconds. Now I wish he could hear me say this. "I love you Caesar Antonio Soto Perry. I love you."