A/N-I DO NOT OWN THE NAKED BROTHERS BAND! If I did they would have finished the season...
Well, even though sometimes it's hard to write two stories at once, I've become bored with myself because after I update 'Mystery Girl', I have nothing to do! Lol...soo..well, I'm starting a new story. I hope you guys like it because I just started writing...and this is what happened. Hope you like it!
Rosalina ran down the street, trying to put some distance between herself and her house. Her father brought home another woman and apparently they'd been dating for a few months now, so he thought Rosalina should meet this woman because they were getting serious.
Suddenly a teenage boy stepped out in front of her wearing old, worn clothes. "Hey babe, where you goin'?"
"Excuse me," She said, trying to step around the boy.
"Don't you know that it's not polite to walk away from someone when their talkin'?" He said, grabbing her forearm.
"Let me go," She said firmly, trying to pull her arm away from the boy.
"C'mon, live a little."
"Let me go," Rosalina said loudly, pulling on her arm harder.
"Why don't you try havin' some fun?" The boy said, gripping her arm tighter.
"She said, let her go!" A voice said from behind her.
Rosalina turned her head and saw her best friend Nat Wolff, with an angry look on his face.
"Maybe she likes it, don't ya babe?" He stroked her hair.
She flinched and turned her head away.
"Well maybe I don't like it," Nat said shoving the boy roughly, making him fall onto his back and groan in pain.
Rosalina lost her footing and almost fell backward but Nat steadied her. "Get behind me, Rosie."
She had no problem with following orders and backed away from the boy and behind Nat.
"Don't ever let me see you touch her again, or it'll be worse next time," Nat said harshly, and grabbed Rosalina's arm and pulled her around the boy who was still lying on the ground. They turned a corner and Nat looked at his best friend. "What are you doing around here?"
"What are you doing around here?"
"I'll tell you if you tell me," He challenged. Nat was that kind of guy who could take care of himself. He looked and acted pretty tough, but he could be gentle when he had to.
"My dad brought home another woman because they've been dating for a few months and it's gotten 'serious'."
"What's wrong with that?"
"He didn't even tell me he was dating her in the first place! And then he comes home and just expects me to like her!"
"It'll get better," He promised.
"So what are you doing around here? How'd you know I was out here?"
"You know how David lives down the street from you?"
Rosalina nodded. "Why?"
"He called me and told me he saw you running down the street."
She rolled her eyes. It was just like David to do that.
Nat noticed her roll her eyes and said, "Hey, if I hadn't come when I did, who knows what that creep would've done with you."
She shuddered. "Don't remind me. And don't you dare tell my dad."
"Don't worry, babe," He joked with a smile, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her to his side.
"Don't call me that either," Rosalina said, trying not to smile.
If your wondering, no their not dating. Their only best friends. All their friends, and even Alex knew that they both wanted to be more then friends. But neither of them would admit their feelings to each other.
"Aw, c'mon it could be my nickname for you."
"Not a chance."
"But he didn't hurt you any other way?"
Rosalina shook her head. "Luckily, no."
They reached his apartment building and walked inside, ran up the stairs and down the hall to the Wolff apartment. "Alex, I'm home!"
"Hey bro!" Alex called from the kitchen. "Oh hey, Rosalina."
"Hey Alex," She said, smiling at the younger Wolff brother.
Nat threw his keys on the counter and flopped onto the couch.
"He's been doing that all week," Alex said quietly.
The boy nodded and lowered his voice when he said, "Ever since our dad died, you know how we've been getting money from our Uncle Miles and his wife?"
"Uncle Miles threatened to stop giving us money."
"What? But why?"
Alex shrugged. "Nat won't tell me."
"I'll get it out of him. Don't worry, Alex.
"Good luck," He whispered, then raised his voice when he said, "Okay! I'm going upstairs and when I come back there better be food here or on the way!" Then he ran upstairs.
Rosalina walked over to Nat and looked down at him. "Your brother is worried about you, Nat."
"Great," Nat groaned.
She smiled. "Scoot over."
He sat up correctly.
She sat down on the couch and looked at him. "Now tell me what's wrong," She demanded.
Nat sighed. "We're having... financial problems."
"What do you mean?"
"Uncle Miles threatened to stop giving us money to help pay the bills."
"But why? You didn't do anything wrong."
"He says that...that I've got my head in the clouds. He says my grades this year kinda...sucked. And he said that I need to focus less on music and more on my future."
"But your future is in music."
"He means college."
"You've got a way to go before you have to start thinking about college. And doesn't the band make any money?"
"Yeah but no matter how 'rocker' Uncle Miles is, he says that he doesn't want us to follow in his path and become some washed up singers."
"Look Nat, maybe if we talk to Cooper we could get some more gigs in and you could show your uncle that the band is important. Not only to you, but because it brings in some money."
"I don't know, Rosie."
"You should just try. I mean it's summer, you should be relaxing! Not worrying about...school...or...money."
"Yeah, well I might have to worry about you if you keep running off like that," Nat joked.
"You don't have to worry about me. Just worry about you and Alex."
He shrugged. "I guess your right."
"Well, you should probably get some food or something, because Alex is expecting it."
"Okay, let's go order some pizza, babe," He said smiling.
Rosalina grinned, she couldn't help it. "What'd I say about that nickname?"
"Who said I was going to listen?"
They ordered a pizza and were watching TV when the doorbell rang. "I'll get it," Nat said getting up. He opened the door to see the band's former bassist Kristina standing there. She had quit the band because she didn't feel like she belonged, but she still remained friends with the band. "Oh hey Kristina, what's up?"
"Hey Nat, is Rosalina here? I stopped by her house but her dad says she went out and I thought she might come here."
"Yeah, she's here. Do you want to come in?"
"No, I can't, my mom's waiting for me downstairs but I needed to talk to her for a few minutes."
"Hold on," Nat turned away from the door. "Hey babe, Kristina's here."
"I swear Nat if you keep calling me that, I'll start calling you by your full name," Rosalina said, walking over to the door. "Hey Kristina."
Nat's smile faded to a grin and he walked away.
Rosalina shook her head. "What's up?"
"He calls you babe?" Kristina asked with a grin on her face.
"It's a really long story...it's annoying. I don't like it when he calls me that."
"Uh huh, sure Rosalina. But anyway, I came to ask you if you saw Matt Pinfield's latest report?"
She rolled her eyes. "You still watch that show?"
"No, my mom does and she says that he's been saying some bad things about the band."
Rosalina glanced over her shoulder to see if Nat heard. "Don't tell Nat," She whispered. "He doesn't need to find out yet."
"Why not? Shouldn't he be the first to know?"
"He's got a lot on his plate right now. If he finds out about what the press is saying, he'll be way too stressed out."
Kristina nodded. "Oh...I get it. Well, that's all I wanted to tell you. I'll talk to you later, okay?"
"Yeah, thanks for telling me Kristina." Rosalina shut the door and sat back down on the couch.
"What'd Kristina want?"
"Oh...uhh...nothing." She scooted away from Nat.
Nat looked confused. "What is it? Was it something bad?"
"Rosalina," He said and she winced. He rarely used her full name, especially in that tone. "What was it?"
She shook her head. "It wasn't a big deal, it doesn't matter."
"It's obviously a big deal if you can't tell me, I thought we told each other everything," Nat said, looking right at her.
Rosalina looked away. "It's nothing, honestly, Nat."
"Rosalina, your not looking at me. Your lying."
She couldn't do it anymore. She looked him straight in the eye and said, "Kristina said that Matt Pinfield is saying bad things about the band."
"I'm sorry, I just...I didn't want to tell you because I was afraid all you'd do was get more stressed out because of everything that's going on."
"It's fine, Rosie...I'm not mad at you."
"Well don't let Matt Pinfield stress you out. It hasn't been in the news or magazines so maybe no one even watched it," Rosalina said, trying to reassure her friend.
"I doubt that but thanks for trying."
The doorbell rang and Nat got up. "I'll get it, can you call Alex down here?"
"Sure," She said, getting up and walking over to the stairs. "Alex! Come down here the pizza's here!"
"Okay, I'm coming!" He shouted back. He ran down the stairs. "Did you get anything outta Nat?" He whispered, as they both watched Nat take the pizza into the kitchen.
"Yeah, he'll be fine," Rosalina whispered back, as they walked into the kitchen.
Alex grabbed a piece of pizza and put it on a plate. "I'll be in the living room!"
"Don't drop anything, Alex!" Rosalina called after him.
Alex stopped and turned around. "Yes, Mom..." He joked, and walked slowly into the living room.
"So what are we going to do for the rest of the night, babe?" Nat asked, as he sat at the table and Rosalina hopped up on the counter.
"I don't know, Nathaniel. You tell me," She said, with a smile on her face.
"Hey, let's not use full names here."
"Every time you call me babe I get to call you Nathaniel."
He grabbed her around the waist, picked her up off the counter and spun her around. "No fair!" He said, as he set her back down.
Rosalina laughed. "Now that's not fair, because your stronger and taller then me."
He shrugged."It's not my fault your short."
A/N-Bad ending, but it's okay riight? Hahaha, I hoped you guys liked it! And yes, this is a new story!(:
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