Be Somebody Page #2

going on next week is not.

My girlfriend isn't fake, dude.

Ditching us for a girl is so wrong.

Are you busy all weekend?

None of your business.

Come on, what's the big secret?

It's not a secret,

but why tell you guys something you're

gonna give me a hard time about?

That means it's lame.

It's very lame. I'm aware of that.

All right, come on. So then just tell us,

and we promise we won't

give you any crap about it.

Fine. So dumb. We're going to

that stupid Jordan Jaye concert.

- Happy?

- Dude.

My bad.

Jordan Jaye? Seriously?

I know. But my girl's got a thing for him.

Who's Jordan Jaye?

Singer guy. How do you

not know who Jordan Jaye is?

I don't know. How do you know who he is?

I hate that guy.

No idea what my girlfriend sees in him.

- Hey!

- What?

A sniper.

Thanks.

It's 'cause he's, like, not real.

I told you, he's a singer.

No, I mean, he's a celebrity, right?

So he's not real.

What the heck are you guys

even talking about?

He's like a safety net.

So when your girl is mad at you,

she can pretend he's perfect and would

do everything she wishes you would do.

Thank you, Doctor Drew.

You're just jealous

because he's dating Nikki Brown.

Which one of us are you talking to?

I don't know.

Who's Nikki Brown?

She's hot. That's all you need to know.

She's not that hot.

What? You are so wrong about that.

Trust me.

Jordan?

Yeah?

We're grabbing food

before we hit the stretch to Vegas.

Do you want anything?

No, I'm just gonna go to sleep.

Can you wake me when we get there?

Okay.

Oh, my God.

Crap.

It's you!

No, it's not.

You're Jordan Jaye!

Just please don't scream, okay?

I'm, like, your biggest fan!

No, thank you, I really appreciate that.

That's awesome...

Wait, Jordan! No, wait! Come back!

Come back! No, no, no!

What the...

Help!

I'm sorry?

Wait. Do you know who I am?

- What? No. I...

- Please! Let me in!

No.

Come on, you gotta help me out.

- I don't know who you are.

- Exactly!

- That's why I need your help!

- There he is!

Please.

All right, get in.

Thank you, thank you.

Go, go, go, go, go!

Jordan! Jordan! Jordan! Jordan!

Come back, come back,

come back, come back!

Guys, we saw him! We saw him!

No, I wish he would come back.

Jordan?

Okay. Think we lost 'em.

All right, you seriously

saved my life back there.

And you have some

pretty sweet driving skills.

Oh, my God. You're Jordan Jaye.

Oh, come on.

I thought you said you didn't know me.

Well, at the time I didn't. But I know...

Look, just please don't scream, okay?

I'll give you anything you want.

Concert tickets?

Autographs, photos? Anything you want.

Just please, don't say anything.

You are unbelievable.

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