Chapter Five - Breakfast with Miley

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*~*NICK’S POV*~*
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“Nick!” I heard my oldest brother yell from down the hall. “Nick!” he repeated. I just rolled over in my bed, not wanting to get up yet. “Nick, breakfast time!” he yelled one last time before I actually started to get out of bed. Food has to be the only thing that can actually get me wake in the morning.

I dawdled out of my room and into the bathroom across the hall in the desire to take a shower. Crushing my hopes, Joe comes up behind me and pulls me out of the bathroom and back into the hallway.

“No time for a shower, little dude. Just drench yourself in cologne and your girlfriend will never know the difference.” Only Joe would put air quotes around “girlfriend”. I just stared at him for a couple of seconds in complete confusion before he started to explain. “It is already 7:40. Just get dressed quickly or we are leaving without you.” He shoved me back into my room forcefully.

“Leave for what?” I questioned but Joe had slammed my door shut without even answering. I decided to actually listen to him without questioning anymore. I dressed myself in a pain of black skinny jeans, a light purple dress shirt with the sleeves pushed up and a black and white striped skinny tie.

Once downstairs, my brothers are already on their way out to the car. I run to the counter to pick up my wallet and cell phone then jet out the door to follow my brothers. After jumping into the car about an instant before Kevin starts to pull down the driveway, I ask them why we are in such a rush.

“Breakfast with Miley for her new music video,” Kevin answered a smirk. I huffed and fell back in my seat. I have been “dating” Miley for quite some time now but I stopped liking her a while ago too. My brothers persuaded me to stay with her for publicity reasons. If I break up with her, every teen magazine with criticize me for being the bad guy, the heartbreaker. A bad reputation would never be good for our band.

“Don’t worry little bro,” Joe started to comfort me by placing a hand on my shoulder. I looked over at him with disbelief in my eyes. He never tried to console me about this whole Miley subject. “The background dancers are going to be there! Just think about all the hott girls!” I rolled my eyes and at my brother’s statement.

Soon enough, we arrived at a high class breakfast restaurant. There were about three top of the line, very expensive looking sports car sitting in the parking lot outside.

“Or they all could be spoiled, snobby, Daddy’s girls,” I told Joe as we piled out of the car, commenting on the cars. We started to walk up the wooden steps that leaded to the main doors.

“At least you will be used to it. I doubt any of them can be worse than Miley,” he joked back as we walked in. I was turned around walking backwards as I pretended to talk to Kevin about something. The longer I hold off having to talk to Miley the better. Unfortunately I could hear my name being screeched behind me. I turn around to find Miley scurrying over to greet me.

“Morning, Miles,” I greeted as I wrapped my arms around her waist. Only in response to her flinging her arms around my neck, might I add. This was pretty much the last situation I wanted to be in at the moment. Luckily, as soon as Miley started to lean in to kiss me, the door behind me opened with a ding causing Miley to step back slightly. Talk about saved by the bell.

“Christina!” Miley exclaimed and basically ran out of my arms. I have met Christina in multiple occurrences since she has been a background dancer for both Miley and my friend Demi Lovato in the past. “You must be Melissa.” I had never heard that name in Miley’s pointless babbles on the phone every night…every night. “You guys are late.”

“Only fashionably,” Melissa commented in an I-don’t-care manner and rolled her eyes. Miley started to glare at her for the smart aleck remark. Melissa didn’t take much notice for she started to make her way over to the table where the other dancers were. Joe started to laugh ever so slightly but I elbowed him in the gut before anyone else realized his immature antics.

“She’s not like the rest of them,” Joe whispered from behind me. I turned around to look at him and he was raising his eyebrows in a flirtatious fashion. Miley took my hand and started to pull me toward the table before I could respond to my brother.

“Common, Nicky! Let’s go get something to eat.”

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*~*MELISSA’S POV*~*
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About halfway through breakfast I excused myself to go to the bathroom. I was completely shocked that I haven’t spazzed out because I was sitting directly across the table from JOE JONAS! I’m pretty sure our feet bumped a couple of times, too! Once I was in the privacy of the ladies restroom, I couldn’t help but let out a high pitched squeal. A happy dance also uncontrollably started within me and I couldn’t help but explode in embarrassing dance moves.

“What on Earth are you going?” someone entered the bathroom and asked. I jumped about three feet in the air and screamed at the top of my lungs in response.

“Way to give me a heart attack!” I exclaimed when I realized that it was just Christina. Her laughter started to fill the room as she made fun of me for happy dancing. “What do you want?” I questioned as her laughter finally came to an end.

“Will you at least pretend that you are having fun out there?” She asked rudely in a know-it-all voice. “We all know that you don’t want to be there and you are making a bad first impression with Miley.”

“Oh, I thought you already had that covered for me. Seeing as you basically got me this spot in the video,” I retorted. The questioning look she was giving me was completely fake, she was just trying to cover up the mistake she had done. “Don’t give me that look. The way you and Miley act, you must know each other pretty well which means you were a shoe in no matter who your partner at the auditions was.” Storming out of the bathroom was the only thing that I could think of doing after that. But before I could make it even halfway out there door, Christina grabbed my by the arm and pulled me back in.

“A spot in Miley’s music video is hard to come by! You should be happy that I got you this spot!” she yelled back at me upset that I had accused her of being wrong.

“Happy? I would have like to get the spot on my own! I should have gotten it on my dancing ability instead of being stuck with being partners with you!” I tried once more to storm out of the bathroom and this time I actually did. The only thing on my mind was leaving this entire breakfast. Leaving this horrible awkward experience in the dust.

“You wouldn’t be here without me, you can’t leave!” I heard Christina yell behind me. By this time I was already back at the table where everyone was leaving.

“I would be better off if I never even met you!”

“Then you should just leave!”

“That was the plan!” Grabbing my purse off the floor next to the chair I was sitting in – across from JOE JONAS, I still couldn’t get over that – I began to make my way toward to door.

“Why don’t you just leave the whole project,” Christina yelled once more. There was a chorus of loud yelling no’s at the table. Apparently the other dancers wanted me to stay. That made me feel a little bit better.

“Maybe I should!!” After that, I left the restaurant and slammed the door shut, soon realizing that Christina drove me here so I had no way of getting home. I walked down a couple of steps and slumped into the sitting position as the wood step creaked underneath me. Then I used my brain for the first time all day and pulled my cell phone out of my purse so I could call my dad to come pick me up.

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*~*JOE’S POV*~*
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“She’s not going anywhere, I gave her a ride here,” the girl named Christine huffed as she flopped in her chair next to Miley.

“I think someone should go talk to her,” the dancer across from Miley said. I still didn’t know any of their names. Well, I knew Christina because I have worked with her on something for Miley before. Stop Nick for making to do things for the witch. And I know Melissa’s name because she had been sitting across from me the short time she was actually here. And it is kind of hard not to know the name of the girl making all the commotion. So I guess I only don’t know two of their names.

“I think you should go Miley, it is your video. Go tell her that you want her to stay,” the one dancer that hadn’t said anything finally piped in. Miley honestly looked shocked and – dare I say it? – disappointed at the scene in front of her. Did she really care that Melissa was upset? Was she worried about the girls feelings or just worried about trying to find someone to replace her on such short notice.

“I don’t think anyone should go after her. If she really wanted to be here, she would come back in,” Christina commented. This girl was getting on my nerves. She is just as bad as Miley.

“You don’t even know her,” my younger brother pointed out. Miley turned to look at him. Christina was sitting next to Miley but Nick was on the other side of her. She gave him a light smile and rested her hand on top of his which was on the table. Why is she acting human and Christina turning into the snob. I don’t think I have ever seen her be this rude before.

“None of us know her know her. She should stop judging and hating us,” Christina commented once again.

“I don’t think she hates us, she was nice to me,” the dancer with blonde hair across from Nick and diagonal from my commented. Let me explain the seating arrangements, I’m starting to confuse myself. There are four people on both sides of the table. One my side from left to right it was my, Nick, Miley then Christina. Melissa sat across from me and next to her were the blonde dancer, then the brunette dancer, then my older brother Kevin. Now I’m a lot less confused.

“Yeah, I think you just tick her off, Christina,” I laughed and she glared at me in return. Her evil eye actually does scare me sometimes so I decided to keep my mouth shut.

“Someone needs to go talk to her, end of story,” Kevin told the group. I agree with him but no one volunteered to go out there. We sat in silence for a minute or so, no one wanting to go have an awkward conversation because none of us really know here. I began to get out of my chair to go talk to her. I’m outgoing enough that it can’t be that awkward. “Joe?”

“I’m gonna go talk to her, this isn’t as big of a deal as you guys are making it.”