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By Ichigo Momomiya


The library featured a girl sitting at a table in the `Teen' section clearly intended for study but mostly contained high school gossip. She was Chinese and had a pretty rounded face with long straight black hair. She was dressed comfortably but apparently had a thing for labels. Her running shoes tapped rhythmically on the ground in time with the music running through her head.

Leanne hummed along to her ipod as it played “Australia” by Jonas. She was supposed to be doing math homework for Ms. Smith but she really loved this song! Math… Jonas… Algebra… Australia… Australia won every time. She could always finish it later. She wasn't getting an A in the class for nothing. Absentmindedly she started writing the lyrics on her paper bag book cover.

Someone tapped her shoulder so Leanne turned, head bobbing still, to see. Her eyes widened slightly. This guy was hot! She composed her expression and took out an earbud to ask cooly. “Yeah?”

“Are those the lyrics to Australia?” the teen asked with a slight smirk in his tone. A very devious and good looking smirk it was too.

“Yeah. You recognize it?” Leanne was surprised. Most guys her age didn't even know who Jonas was, much less the lyrics.

“You listen to Jonas?” The boy's voice was slightly disbelieving. “I thought most of their fans were younger.”

Leanne instantly went defensive. “Just because they play on Disney channel doesn't mean other people older than 12 can't listen to them.” She was tired of her friends teasing her for liking teenie bopper stuff. She liked what she liked, so everybody else just had to deal.

“That's not what I meant. I mean, I like them too.” The boy smiled a genuine and absolutely heart stopping smile and sat down next to her. He had grace and class. Who was he? Leanne looked at him curiously. His brown black hair was long for a guy's and straight, with bangs that laid slightly over one eye forcing him to shake his head repeatedly to get it back. His dark brown eyes were gorgeous and Leanne found herself staring much longer than she had intended. “What's your favorite song?”

Mentally she shook herself and composed her answer. “It's changed a few times. I really like Australia, although I think the true name should be Dream Girl. But hey, I still love the song.”

He was still giving her a slightly bemused look.

“What's wrong?”

“Are you British?”

“Huh?” Leanne hadn't realized, but she'd automatically gone for a British accent. She did that sometimes. Now understanding, she switched back to American. “Oh, uh, no. I just like accents.”

“Me too. They're just so cool.”

“I know.” They exchanged a smile before something caught Leanne's eye. “Oh hey, there's my ride.”

“A guy?”

“Hah, no, my Dad. So… see you around?” Leanne started packing her bag to appear neutral when she was really listening closely.

“Of course. See you.” The boy wandered off. She followed him with her eyes to see him meet up with a pair, both of which had curly hair and great fashion sense. Gosh, they were all cute. She hoped the good dressing stereotype wasn't true. How horrible would it be if all three of them were gay!

She climbed into the car and her dad, with a look at her face, asked, “So, who's the guy?”

The next day, she entered the library with her earbuds firmly in place singing soundlessly to another Jonas song, acting as though she weren't looking for a certain male. Joe sat at the table she'd been at the day before as if waiting for her. She sat down, pretending not to be too interested but still smiled friendly at him. He looked up to see who had sat down and smiled back but continued reading his book. That was cool with her. She really needed to finish an essay anyway. After she finished, he closed the book and they struck up another conversation easily. Again, it was broken by her father's arrival.

Two days later found the pair arguing very dramatically.

“You can't.” Joe deadpanned.

“Oh yes I can.” Leanne was up for the challenge of a debate.

“It's really impossible.”

“Nothing's impossible.”

“You seriously like the same favorite color, sport, ice cream, and gum as I do by complete accident?”

“Yeah. It's not like I stalked you or anything. I'll prove it to you.” Leanne pulled out her cell. “Lesley? Can I ask you a few questions? On speakerphone?” She listened for a while, apparently getting the `ok' before setting her phone down on the table between her and Joe on speakerphone.

“What's Leanne's favorite color?” Joe asked quickly.

“Who is this? Who's the guy Leanne?” Lesley teased but sounded a bit confused.

“It's just Joe.” Leanne confirmed.

“Joe? You mean the guy from the library?”


“Oooh, this is fun.” Lesley's cryptic short response made Joe open his mouth to ask what the unsaid story was, but Leanne cut in.

“My favorite color?”

“Blue. Duh.” Lesley replied. “Harder question please.”

“Favorite sport?” Joe questioned.

“How is that harder? She's a die hard soccer fan. Football if you will.”


“Gum? What have you guys been talking about? Nothing more interesting than gum? She likes Orbit for reasons unknown. She carries it everywhere.”

“That's so weird, so do I.” Joe exclaimed.

“And ice cream?”

“Chocolate with toppings like marshmallows and stuff. Of course, she wants to make this twix thing, but that's just crazy.”

Joe's mouth dropped open. This had to be his dream girl. “My dream ice cream.”

“Told you.” Leanne gloated. “Lesley wouldn't even know that stuff unless it was true.”

“Unless you bribed me into saying that.” Lesley laughed on the other end of the line. “To impress Library Guy.”

“Bye Lesley.” Leanne hung up quickly. She should have known Lesley would say something like that. She really could be completely tactless.

Despite that, the meeting trend continued until the next Wednesday when she entered to find Joe looking more suave than she'd ever seen him before.

“So, what do you think about hanging out on Saturday? Want to see a movie together or something?” Casually, Joe popped the question after obligatory small talk.

“Well…” Leanne wanted to say yes yes yes! But something held her back. She really liked this guy, but she knew little about him still. Sure, they both liked blue, Jonas, soccer, Orbit gum, and stuff like that but she'd still really only known him for a little over a week. She was totally into him and he liked her back! Score for Leanne! But still, it had only been a week. Could she really trust him?

“We could make it a double date if you like. I could invite a friend and you can too so then you're not forced to hang out with a psycho the entire time.” He joked, sensing her indecision and rightfully guessing the reason. “Then she could check me out for you and make sure I'm worthy.” He seemed really hopeful, though still trying to stay suave.

“I'll let you know. Could I call you later?” Leanne smoothly found a reason to get his number. `Double Score!' she thought.

He took her hand in his and carefully wrote his name and number on her palm. So she returned the favor by writing her cell in his palm too, telling herself it wasn't just to hold his hand in hers. It took all she had not to squeal loudly and excitedly.

“See ya.” On impulse she hugged him goodbye, not wanting to let go. Neither did he. Then both heard a honk and the moment was broken. They jumped apart awkwardly.


Leanne slammed the car door. “You couldn't have waited a few more minutes? Maybe an hour?”

“What? Why?” Her dad asked grumpily. He'd already been waiting outside the library for a full 10 minutes before honking his horn.

“There's this guy…” He rolled his eyes at her. “Anyway, what are we doing Saturday?”

“You're not dating some guy you met last week.”

“Awww, but what if one of my friends goes with me.”

“You'll have to ask your mom.”

So Leanne argued it out with her parents and her mom agreed but if and only if she chose the friend. Leanne worried it would be someone whom her mom thought she was `friends' with but she wasn't really, but it turned out ok.

“I finally get to meet the guy you've been raving about all week?” Lesley joked excitedly. “I can't wait!”

“He's so cute and nice and funny! You're going to love him but remember, he's mine.” Leanne warned.

“I know, I know. He asked you out after all right? That's why I'm here. As `chaperone'” both girls laughed at the thought knowing full well Lesley would leave the pair alone if Leanne had wanted her to.

“Shows how much more she trusts you than me. You are younger after all.” Leanne pouted.

“But somehow more mature? I don't know.” Lesley teased playfully.

“Hey!” Leanne huffed, acting upset. Truly, nothing could bring her down today. She was going to get to spend the entire day with a perfect boy.

“Sorry! But you are the one who got me onto Connect 3 in the first place after all. It's so teeny bopper but I swear it's like a disease.” Lesley tried to blame the childlikeness of that obsession on Leanne.

“Don't talk about Connect 3 now. Talk about them with Joe, he's a fan.”

“Yeah, I know, you told me. Once… twice… a minute… all summer!”

Playful joking aside, the girls had dressed carefully. Leanne had warned Lesley that Joe was bringing his brother too so on the offchance she liked him, Lesley had wanted to dress nicely and of course Leanne wanted to impress Joe.

The foursome saw a movie then wandered around the mall. “Oooh, can we get ice cream?” Lesley asked eagerly, practically pulling Leanne towards the creamery. All were talked into getting a cup and exchanged bites while talk of Connect 3 started up.

“Australia. Hands down. It's just so romantic and cute. I'm a total sucker for accents too.” Leanne claimed.

“Look out Joe. Watch her leave you for Daniel. At least you'll have Emma right?” Lesley joked. They had previously discussed the complete awesomeness of Harry Potter before the ice creams. “Back to Connect 3, I'm more for Hollywood personally. I love the lyrics. Pretending to be what you're not and stuff in Hollywood? It seems to be the case anyway. Or That's Just the Way We Roll. The singer's just so adorable when his voice squeaks on the high notes! I love it!”

“And how in It's About Time, the singer's so high pitched? It's gotta be a younger kid.” Leanne broke in, gushing.

“And sounds like a girl even though it's definitely a guy? I know! I love it too! Prepubescent voice. I absolutely love it. His voice must have changed for the second CD.”

“Even though he still has that cute break in his voice for the high notes.”

Leanne and Lesley giggled a bit, knowing the guys could take the joke and not be offended by them talking about other guys in front of them. Between them they praised the mystery singer very highly seeing the guys' reactions. Nick's in particular was very cute.

“Hear that?” Joe elbowed his brother who was oddly a bit red. “They think squeaking's cute. Anyway, hands down, I'm with Leanne. Australia has the best lyrics and if a girl starts talking and she has an accent, I'm half in love with her already.”

Leanne laughed, deciding not to comment on their first meeting. She agreed wholly, accents were very attractive in a guy. “What about you Nick? Which song?”

“I uh, I like Lesley's choices actually.” He had to clear his throat a bit but smiled at her and she happily returned it.

“Thanks Nick. By the way, I need to get a book from Borders. Want to come with me?”

“Should we come too?” Joe assumed she was trying to hit on his younger brother and smirked.

“Oh no. That's alright. You keep Leanne company. She's looking for that It's About Time CD and it'll be easier if we split up.” She grinned at the older couple and sped off, the younger brother's wrist firmly in her grasp.

“That was subtle Lesley.” Leanne muttered under her breath. Tact wasn't Lesley's strong point. It appeared Joe was clueless though.

“You want the Connect 3's first CD?”

“I already own it.” Leanne replied automatically.

“But I thought Lesley said you needed it.”

“Oh, well, I do. It's for a friend.” Leanne fibbed. She didn't want to tell him that Lesley had tried to get them on our own. That would be too embarrassing.

“Let's go then.” And casually, Joe took her hand and started walking. She fell into step marveling how warm his hand was and how perfect it felt in hers. She looked down at her feet, trying to hide the huge smile on her face not wanting him to think she was too happy but as she glanced up, he looked her way and their eyes met. He broke the contact, clearing his throat nervously, making her laugh. That broke the tension and they started to discuss topics normally again.

Half and hour later found them looking through the music store very thoroughly and talking over all of it. This happy time was interrupted by Leanne's phone and the chorus of Australia rang through the store. She picked up to find a laughing Lesley. “You know your phone rings as Hollywood for the caller still? Makes me laugh every time. You should change it soon. I started dancing and singing along to it in the bookstore and now Nick's giving me this really weird look. Anyway, your dad's here. We ran into him at Borders.”

At the end of the date, needless to say, Lesley approved of Joe. “Easier to get ahold of than Jesse anyway, that's for sure.” Was her comment. As it was Saturday, the girls had a sleepover planned so they could discuss said date afterwards.

“I think I'm in love.” Leanne claimed, flopping on her bed. Lesley sat on the edge of the mattress laughing at the drama.

“I like him. You're a lucky girl.”

Another date followed the first. Then another one, and another one. Soon, Leanne and Joe were going steady. One year into their relationship, directly following Leanne's graduation from high school, Joe told a secret. “I have connections to Connect 3.”

“No way!”

“I can get you to see them.”

“OMG! I love you!” Leanne threw herself at Joe. He laughed.

“Promise you won't throw yourself on them if I introduce you?”

Leanne bit her lip clearly portraying, “No.”

“Wouldn't have it any other way.” Joe knew Leanne and her reactions. He also realized how loyal she was to him and trusted her at the very least, not to kiss the band and ask them to marry her. Well, maybe it'd be ok for one of them.

He drove her to a studio and led her inside.

“Uh, Joe, why are your brothers in the recording studio? And um, where are you going? What's going on?” Leanne instantly was disappointed. Joe had tricked her.

“Stay here.” He sat her down and walked into the booth as well. Both Kevin and Nick waved. They knew Leanne of course. Joe wouldn't be dating her still unless both brothers had approved her and Frankie as well.

The boys picked up instruments and adjusted microphones. Leanne wondered if maybe she was missing something. Realization started to dawn and Leanne waited for the punch line or Ashton Kutcher, whichever came first. But then Joe started singing with his eyes locked with hers.

“If the heart is always searching can you ever find a home,” Joe started.

Leanne mouthed wordlessly, eyes still locked on Joe. It was the most beautiful thing she'd ever heard. Her heart was full and her eyes starting filling with tears. Joe saw and burst from the room into hers and grabbed her hands. “What's wrong?”

“It's just so wonderful. I can't believe it!” She threw herself into his arms and kissed him deeply.

“I have something else for you.”

“But it's already too perfect.”

“Here.” Leanne let him go so he could pull something from his pocket and her breath caught. Joe opened the small box to reveal a ring.

“I know we're really young, but this is a promise ring. We can wait as long as you want, because I hope you want this as much as I do.” Joe started to babble in his nervousness.

Leanne took it with trembling hands and slid it on her ring finger, canceling out the babble in her awe. “I love it Joe!” She kissed him then, cutting off his rambling tangent. The boys started making catcalls but the couple couldn't hear them, too caught up in themselves.

Four years following, Leanne graduated from the college of her choice with high honors. And as if to celebrate, Joe and Leanne had their wedding that summer.

Naturally, Lesley was the maid of honor and Nick was best man. Kevin and Frankie were part of the wedding party too but Leanne just had to have Lesley and Nick paired after all the years of Life the girls had played. Kevin and Frankie didn't really mind, someone had to choose a best man and Joe couldn't choose between his brothers.

Leanne and Joe had traditional music for their actual wedding but the reception was almost completely Connect 3 music. They had out quite a few albums by that point so there weren't too many repeats, only when the bride requested. The boys, wanting to stay anonymous, preformed some of the music but insisted on telling people they were playing the band Connect 3's songs, thus they changed parts to appear `original' ironically.

Joe sang Best Friends to Leanne, which fit very well in her mind, followed by Australia and finally When You Look Me in the Eyes.

But Nick sang Hello Beautiful for the bride and groom's first dance as a married couple. It was slow and sweet, letting the new couple waltz happily while everyone looked on seeing the love in their eyes.


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