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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Apr 2008 13:06:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>MOVED.</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e120/stylespazz/Untitled-1-1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve moved! Join my new community &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_fragilexthings&apos; lj:user=&apos;fragilexthings&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/fragilexthings/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;16&apos; height=&apos;16&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/fragilexthings/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;fragilexthings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I will no longer be posting here :&amp;gt;:&amp;gt; Hope to see you in the new community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLLA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;gisella.&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Apr 2008 18:21:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>{I Won&apos;t Disagree} 03</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Nick, why is there a Motorola Razr here with a picture of a girl that I don&apos;t know in our bus? Have you started stealing from the fans?&quot; Joe asked curiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick shrugged, not looking up from his laptop. &quot;Long story.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe hopped into the breakfast nook next to his little brother. &quot;Involving a cute girl? Please share Nicholas!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick rolled his eyes. &quot;Some girl bumped into me awhile ago and she dropped her phone. There, happy?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;And her name would be?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick shrugged again. &quot;I didn&apos;t get it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe looked at him, flabbergasted. &quot;A cute girl bumps into you and you don&apos;t even get her name? Ladies and gentlemen, my brother, Nick Jonas.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin entered the front lounge. &quot;Leave him alone Joe. I&apos;m sure he has his reasons for being completely anti-social. Plus, he&apos;s dating &lt;b&gt;Miley&lt;/b&gt; now, remember?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two burst out laughing on the couch. Nick glared and threw a pillow at the two of them. &quot;For the last time, Miley and I are &lt;u&gt;just friends!&lt;/u&gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yeah, &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt; ou are, but don&apos;think we didn&apos;t see you two before we left the Hannah Montana set.&quot; Joe said with a smirk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick opened his mouth to answer but shook his head instead. The thing between him and Miley was in the past, and it was going to stay there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicia, the boys&apos; personal assistant, poked her head in the bus. &quot;Time for soundcheck, boys.&quot; All three nodded and followed Felicia and Big Rob outside. They really did go into a state of shock and awe when they saw how majestic the stage was, with all the dancers on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe tapped Nick&apos;s shoulder. &quot;Isn&apos;t that her?&quot; He pointed to one of the dancers, who was petite and blonde, wearing a white t-shirt, purple shorts and Nike Dunks. One of her white knee-high socks had slid down to her ankles while the other stayed put up on her knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick raised an eyebrow. &lt;i&gt;So she&apos;s a dancer.&lt;/i&gt; And a really good one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe was right, she was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Nice job, Soph.&quot; One of the other dancers, Izzy, said patting her on the back. Sophie smiled in response. As much as Sophie loved to dance, this just made her love it even more. Even if she was the youngest dancer there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking ballet, jazz, hip hop and other dance classes since she could walk definitely paid off. Being neighbors with Miley had its benefits as well. Sophie wouldn&apos;t say they were best friends, but they were close. Close enough for Miley to convince her parents to convince Sophie&apos;s parents to let Sophie come on Miley&apos;s first big tour as a backup dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Masons didn&apos;t mind, they were spending a few months overseas on an around the world cruise and Sophie being an only child, really didn&apos;t want to spend the better part of her teenage life cooped up in the Masons&apos; Toluca Lake house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie checked her watch before something bumped into her &lt;b&gt;again.&lt;/b&gt; This time, she landed on the ground, but being a dancer, she knew how to catch herself. She glared at the ground before looking up. &quot;Watch where you&apos;re going-&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stopped when she realized that she was &lt;s&gt;glaring&lt;/s&gt; staring up at a familiar pair of brown eyes. She smiled. &quot;Why is it that whenever I see you, you bump into me? Are you gonna make me drop my water bottle this time?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick laughed and held out a hand. Sophie grabbed it and pulled herself up. When she let go, she realized she was holding her cellphone. &quot;I believe &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; belongs to you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m Nick.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I know. I&apos;m Sophie.&quot; She shook his hand and grabbed her things. &quot;I would stick around, but I gotta shower. I&apos;ll see you around&quot; She waved goodbye before running after the other dancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You&apos;re a really good dancer.&quot; Nick yelled after her. Sophie turned around slowly and gave him another quick once-over, biting her lip flirtatiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Thanks.&quot; was all she said before turning around and walking out of the arena. Nick stared after her, completely mesmerized by the blue-green of her eyes and the way she strutted out of the arena. A paper ball hitting him on the head brought him back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Earth to Nick, get your guitar already.&quot; Joe said impatiently. &quot;Don&apos;t fall in love just yet, it&apos;s only the first day.&quot; He said with a smirk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, Nick did not hear a single word Joe had said.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Apr 2008 16:01:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>{I Won&apos;t Disagree} 02</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie caught her breath as the end of the song came. A hand patted her back and she looked up to see the head choreographer, Kenny Ortega.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Nice for you to join us, Sophie.&quot; Sophie stood up and smiled sheepishly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sorry, Kenny, I-&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Excuses are just reasons not to try your best.&quot; He said seriously. Sophie gulped. She really didn&apos;t want to disappoint Kenny, and she really didn&apos;t want to fuck an opportunity like this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I know, it&apos;s just-&quot; He held up a hand and she was immediately silenced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;For a fifteen year old, you&apos;re a real talent, Sophie and I&apos;d hate for you to let it go to waste, that&apos;s why I&apos;m being hard on you now.&quot; Sophie smiled, she knew that all Kenny wanted was the best for his dancers and his show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Don&apos;t let it happen again.&quot; He said with a wink as he walked off. Sophie grinned and waved goodbye. As soon as she was sure Kenny could no longer see her, she walked up to a girl about her age who had long brown hair and was wearing an Ed Hardy t-shirt and black Juicy Couture sweats and pushed her shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Miley, what the hell? You were supposed to wake me up, thanks to you, I almost got kicked off tour, &lt;i&gt;on the first day.&lt;/i&gt;&quot; Sophie whispered angrily. She really hated it when people made promises they couldn&apos;t keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miley smiled apologetically. &quot;Sorry Sophie, I had press to do. I guess I forgot.&quot; Sophie&apos;s big blue-green eyes narrowed. &quot;I&apos;ll make it up to you, I swear.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie shook her head, smiled and pushed Miley&apos;s shoulder again playfully. &quot;It&apos;s bad to swear.&quot; Both girls laughed as Kenny called for one more round of the last three songs, after which he recieved a chorus of audible groans. Kenny reasoned saying if they did this last one well, they could take a break. Sophie smiled a smile of relief. As much as she loved to dance, she could only push her 15 year old body so far. But she gave her all into those last few minutes of rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Sophie took a sip of her water, she looked around the arena, breathing it all in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, she just felt that this &lt;b&gt;Best Of Both Worlds Tour&lt;/b&gt; was something she was destined for. This tour was bigger than big. It was grander than grand. And for 15 year old Sophie Mason, being a backup dancer for Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus was more than enough for her.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2008 17:35:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>{I Won&apos;t Disagree} 01</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie scrambled around the bus frantically. She had overslept &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt; and as a result, was late for rehearsal...again. She expected her &lt;i&gt;friend&lt;/i&gt; to wake her up but nevermind that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She pulled her honey blonde waves into a messy ponytail and threw on a black Oxford University hoodie over her white AA Mens&apos; V-Neck tee and stretchy lavender shorts. She threw her ice blue and white Nike Dunks into her duffel bag among other things and ran out of the bus in flip flops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as soon as Sophie Mason stepped out of the bus, she realized she had absolutely no idea where she was and she had no idea where to go. All the buses were parked in some arena which made Sophie, who stood at 5&apos;4&quot;, feel really small. She checked her watch and all it did was remind her she was late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fantastic&lt;/i&gt;, she thought as she pulled her cellphone. As the comforting sound of a phone ringing filled her ears, she tapped her finger against the phone and at the same time, trying to figure out where &lt;i&gt;the hell&lt;/i&gt; she was. She craned her neck upwards, then suddenly, something came in contact with her shoulder and she almost dropped her phone. Almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hand caught it in midair. &quot;Whoa, sorry about that.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie blew her bangs out of her eyes and smiled. &quot;No problem.&quot; She gave this boy a quick once over and smiled again. &lt;i&gt;He was kinda cute.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Do you know where the dancers are rehearsing?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy scratched his head of chocolate brown curls. &quot;I think they were on the main stage.&quot; He pointed to the backstage entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie breathed a sigh of relief and hoisted her bag onto her shoulder. &quot;Thank you &lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt; much.&quot; She started running towards the entrance before turning around and yelling. &quot;I feel like I should give you a reward or something.&quot; The boy chuckled and waved as she disappeared. Then he looked down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He was still holding her phone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hey wait! You forgot your...&quot; He yelled after her, but it was too late. He rolled his eyes, shook his head and began walking in the opposite direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s Nick, by the way.&quot; He mumbled to himself as he walked back to his own bus.</description>
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