(ONE: MASON)

Chelsea dragged me into the bus’s bathroom. It was small, but it could fit us both.

"Mason, what do you mean you’re breaking up with me?" she whispered forcefully at me.

"Chelsea, you’re getting clingy and obsessed. I have enough stress to deal with. Plus I caught you cheating on me! You slept with someone else!" I walked out.

Thank God we’re still at the venue. I went outside to smoke. Chelsea was my girlfriend for a few months. But three things changed that. The clingy and obsessed reason and I caught her cheating, and that I saw someone else. But I should forget about her because I’ll never see her again. But I can’t forget those beautiful hazel eyes and brown wavy hair. Damn, she was just beautiful. She was different from the others. She didn’t have my red pants on, she had normal ripped jeans. She didn’t have my big white sungl*censored*es. She didn’t have any of my things. Well, not my things but yeah. She had the normal ripped jeans, and a yellow "Metro Station" shirt.

I wish I told her to stay after the concert to talk to her. When I saw her, I hardly took my eyes off her. Only to talk to Trace and drink water. God, I’m a fool for not asking her to stay. I know that sounds awkward, but I don’t mean it that way. I mean to get to know her way.

(TWO: GRACE)

"Crystal, thank you so much for taking me to this concert!" I squealed as I drove back to our apartment.

"No problem Grace. I saw that they were coming to Jersey and thought I needed to get them for you. And I saw you and Mason flirting." Crystal smirked.

"He’s gorgeous!" I exclaimed. "I just wish he asked me to stay." I said a little disappointed.

"Grace, there’ll be more concerts."

"Not in New Jersey, the middle of no where! Their next show is in California!"

"Relax." She said. I continued driving to our apartment. When we got home, I took a shower and went to bed. I was exhausted.

I woke up and brushed and tied back my hair. Crystal was already up. She goes jogging every morning. I’m the lazy one of us two. I’m the one who stays home and plays Wii bowling all day. Crystal plays sports and jogs and is athletic. But you know what they say, opposites attract.

"Hey." She smiled.

"Hey." I said quietly.

"You okay?"

"I can’t stop thinking about him."

(THREE: MASON)

"I can’t stop thinking of her." I told my best friend Sam. He comes on tour with us and I tell him everything. "I don’t want to leave Jersey. I need to find her. I need her."

"Mase, are you okay? Are you still in shock from seeing Chelsea in bed with another guy?"

"No, she was different. When we locked eyes, it was friggen amazing."

"You sure? I mean, if I saw my girlfriend in bed with someone else, I’d be shocked like you wouldn’t believe. I mean, by what you told me, it sounded bad."

"Chelsea was all over him. But, that girl she, she looked perfect."

"Looks can be deceiving." Sam mumbled. I just gave him a look. "Or not." he said quickly.

I got up and walked out of our little motel room. I went to smoke. I lit a cigarette and dragged on it. God, sometimes Sam can be an *censored*hole. But he’s Sam. And Sam is Sam. I sat on the bench by our door. I feel pathetic. I should just forget her, I told myself over and over. I’ll never see her again. You’re Mason Musso. You can get anyone you want. But I don’t want anyone. I want her. Stop being pathetic! I put my head in my hands, carefully so I wouldn’t burn myself. I only saw her. I never actually talked to her. We just locked eyes.

I lifted my head and saw a girl staring at me. Great. She smiled widely and ran over to me. She told me that she loved the show last night and wanted my autograph. She wouldn’t shut up. I didn’t even know what she was saying. I just smiled and nodded. When she finally left I was relieved. Then I took a walk continue to drown in my thoughts.

(FOUR: GRACE)

I took a shower and decided to take a walk around town. I have no idea why. I hate all kinds of exercise. But I need to clear my head one way or another. I keep thinking of Mason. Grace stop acting like you’re hopelessly in love with him, I kept telling myself. It was one concert. You’re being freaking pathetic. Stop this nonsense right now. I sat on a bench along the sidewalk and closed my eyes. All I saw was Mason singing "Time To Play", my favorite song. God, his voice was beautiful. I opened my eyes and continued walking. I was looking down as I was walking so I couldn’t see what was in front of me. I accidentally bumped into someone. I looked up quickly to see whom it was to apologize. I looked up and saw Mason Musso.

I was speechless.

(FIVE: MASON)

While I was walking I was lost in my thoughts, that I didn’t even see where I going. I accidentally bumped into someone. When I snapped back into reality, I saw it was her.

I didn’t know what to do.

(SIX: MASON)

"I’m Mason Musso. I saw you last night at the show." I smiled at her. "If I’m not mistaken, you’re the one who was in front row with the yellow ‘Metro Station’ shirt on? And your eyes look very familiar."

"That was me." she blushed. "I’m Gracie Knight." I extended my hand for her to shake it. Gracie shook it and blushed. I looked into her eyes. I restrained myself from pulling her in and kissing her, no matter how much I wanted to. Our eyes were locked and we didn’t want to look away from each other.

"Would you want to hang out today?" I asked breaking the sweet silence between us.

"Yeah. I’ll have to call my roommate and tell her." She was blushing like crazy. I thought it was cute.

"Roommate?"

"My best friend. We finished college and then I moved in with her."

"I didn’t go to college. I was busy with my music career." I smiled. "I’ll have to kick out my best friend too." I laughed. "We’re sharing a motel room so yeah."

"Where’s he gonna go?"

"I’ll make him find someplace." I laughed. I took Gracie’s hand and we walked to the motel.

(SEVEN: GRACIE)

I was freaking out inside. I don’t know what to expect. I don’t know if we’ll just break out into a make-out session or he would try to sleep with me. Which I really wouldn’t have a problem with because I haven’t slept with anyone since I was seventeen. I’m nineteen now. It’s sad I know.

Mason led me back to the motel. I tried not to hyperventilate as he had my hand. Why are you acting like a fool? I asked myself. He’s famous…so what? I took a deep breath to try to calm myself. I looked over to Mason. He was concentrating on something that looked important. Maybe he’s thinking, "What should I do with her?" I hope he is anyway. I really don’t want to sit and do nothing. I want to do something.

When we were there, Mason opened the door, revealing a guy on the bed farthest from the door. A hot guy I should add. He was leaning against the headboard flipping through channels on the TV.

"Hey Mase. Who’s this?" the really hot guy asked.

"This is her." Mason smiled.

"The girl from the concert? Mason what the hell did you do?! Stalk her?! Rape her?!" he was freaking out.

"Sam, relax. We bumped into each other accidentally." Mason smiled at me. "Her name is Gracie."

"Gracie what?"

"Gracie Knight." I said.

"Well Gracie, Mason told me that when he first saw you, he thought you were beautiful. He hasn’t shut up about it." Sam smirked. Mason turned bright red.

"I hate you sometimes Sam." He said. I giggled.

"Love you too." He smirked.

"Now out." Mason said, letting go of my hand, opening the door.

"Yeah, uh, no. I want to hang out with Gracie."

"Samuel get out." Sam started to walk out he asked Mason in an attempted whisper,

"You’ve got protection right? If you don’t, you know where it is."

"Out." Mason shoved him out and turned crimson red. I slightly giggled.

(EIGHT: MASON)

I was going to kill Sam. He is such an *censored*. But the good thing is that I’m alone with Gracie.

"I’m sorry about that." I said and blushed from what Sam asked me. "We’re not going to do anything like that Gracie." But you sure as hell want to, I told myself.

"Oh, its fine. He was cute." She smiled. "But you’re, oh my gosh, there’s no words for you." I smiled and shut the door.

"I hope to God Trace doesn’t come knocking." I said with a laugh. "He has the room next door."

"It’s not like we’re going to do anything bad, as you said." Gracie sat on my bed and picked up my iPod Touch. "This yours?" she asked me.

"Uh, yeah."

"You were listening to AC/DC last? Nice." She was looking through what I had. Then she started playing with my apps.

"Gracie, you’ll run the battery down." I said with a laugh. "What are you even doing?"

"Playing ‘Where’s Waldo’. Duh."

"I suddenly regret buying that." She smiled at me. I sat next to her and tried to take my Touch away. She leaned back and I leaned over, basically on top of her. She moved to lean against the headboard. Her arm was raised. I was on top of her trying to get my Touch. Gracie and I locked eyes. Her arm slowly lowered. Our faces were so close that I could feel her breath. Don’t kiss her. Don’t kiss her. Don’t kiss her. Don’t kiss her, I kept saying to myself. You hardly know the girl. Do. Not. Kiss. Her. Gracie and I started to lean in, but something stopped her.

"I have to call my roommate." She said and got up and walked out the door. I was relieved, but I still died a little. I was relieved because then if I kissed her, I wouldn’t be that attached to her. I died a little because I really want to kiss her. I want her to be mine. I want her to come on the road with us. I don’t want to leave Jersey without her. Its like high school all over again.

(NINE: GRACIE)

"Crystal, Crystal, Crystal!" I tried not to scream.

"What, what, what?" she asked excitedly.

"I’m with Mason right now!"

"What?" she was confused now.

"Crystal, I’m legit hanging out with Mason." I smiled.

"No you’re not!" she said excited now.

"I so am and we almost kissed! But I want to but not."

"Why?"

"Because, if I did kiss him, then I’d be attached to him. And if I didn’t, I wouldn’t be that attached. But I want to so bad."

"What if he asks you to go on tour?"

"I’m sorry Crystal, but I’d sure as hell would."

"I can always get Suzie to live with me." Suzie is Crystal’s sixteen year-old sister. She is so much fun. She’s my little partner in crime. It’s a bad idea to put us in the same room. Last time, Crystal had a doctor’s appointment, and she left me to watch Suzie. We made wedding invitations for her and this kid she hates by hacking onto her Facebook account. That was a great day.

"But then I’ll feel bad." I said with a laugh.

"Why?"

"Because I’d be leaving my best friend since preschool."

"Don’t be a fool, you know I want you to follow your heart."

"What are we even saying? I’m not going to go on tour. I highly doubt that he likes me that much."

"Gracie, he does. Who else would put up with you?"

"When I get back, I’m so going to slap you." I said with a laugh.

"If you get back." She laughed.

"Why wouldn’t I get back?"

"You could be spending the night." I knew that tone. She was smirking.

"No, I’m not." I laughed. "I want to." I mumbled. "He might want to too."

"Then do it."

"No, that would be weird. We haven’t even gone on a first date."

"Then ask to go on the first date."

"Oh, God no."

"So you’ll just wait?"

"I guess so. I mean, we just met like a half-hour ago."

"Fine. Be a gutless loser."

"I will be a gutless loser." I laughed. "I should get back to him. And did you know he has brown eyes?" I laughed again.

"No, now get back to your future husband."

"Bye Crystal." I laughed again.

"Bye." I hung up my phone and went back to the room. Mason was on the bed, playing his guitar. I could recognize the song anywhere. "Disco". I smiled and sat down. Mason smiled back at me and kept playing.

"Whoa, yeah, yeah. Whoa, yeah, yeah. I wonder if you’re going down where we all know, you get lost and then get found…" Mason sang to me. And it sounded amazing.

"So, what’d you think?" he asked, looking directly in my eyes. I tried to say something, but nothing came out of my mouth. I gave up on trying and just smiled. "That good huh?" I nodded.

"Sorry, I’m a little star-struck." I finally said.

"It’s alright. Some girls I meet are so star-struck that they faint. You’re the best one so far." Mason smiled at me. "Want to go out? I mean to a restaurant or something? Its very sudden I know." Mason asked me. "As a date?" I lost my breath. All I could do was nod.