Chapter 1: Careful What You Wish For
"Jess, come here," my BFF-slash-my-brother's-girlfriend Kristen Munroe called from her bed. I looked up only to see her busy with her own laptop.
"What?" I asked as I crawled to her bed, leaving my own laptop in my sleeping bag. We were in her room for our traditional Friday sleepover.
"Look," she said as she pulled the laptop to me. It was a website with black background and dots on it. i thought the dot's were arranged like the zodiac signs, 'Your wish is our command' was written in white bold letters.
"What's that?" I asked, confused.
"It's a wishing website," she stated as she turned her laptop so she was facing it again. Wishing website? Like a wishing website? That didn't make sense.
"Let's try it," she said happily.
"Seriously?" I asked her in disbelief. I couldn't believe she was buying it. "Kris, that's a joke."
"I know. It's just for fun," she insisted. I gave her a look before going back to my own laptop.
"Jess," Kris called again. I crawled back to her bed.
"What now?" I asked.
"Look," she said as she motioned for me to look at her laptop screen.
WISH: To experience being part of the Jonas family and be a sister to brothers Kevin, Joe and Frankie till the end of the year
NAME: Nicolette Jessica Thomas
BIRTHDAY: December 5, 1992
EMAIL ADD:
"You put my name on it?" I asked in disbelief. She just laughed. I started deleting the information.
"Delete all you want but just FYI, I already submitted that," she said with a wide grin.
"You what? Kris, how could you?" I asked trying to keep a straight face. As much as I wanted to know the three cutest guy in the planet, since I had an obsession with them, I still didn't like what Kris did. What if the website was not safe?
"C'mon Jess, just like what you said, it's just a joke," she reasoned out, still grinning.
"Fine but if that wish came true, you'll regret for putting my name on it," I said as she started laughing again.
"Seriously, you thought it will come true?" she asked in between laughs. I just rolled my eyes.
"Girls," we heard someone called. We turned in unison to the door and saw Mrs. Munroe standing there. "Lights out in ten minutes," she said and with that, she disappeared behind the door.
Kris and I turned off our laptops and prepared to go to bed. Less than ten minutes later, I was already in my sleeping bag and Kris turned off the lights. The only thing that gives light inside the room was the full moon outside. Unfortunately, we forgot to pull the blinds again.
I twisted and turned in my sleeping bag with a weird feeling. I pushed it to the back of my head and after half an hour, I fell asleep.
"Wakey, wakey, sleepy head," I heard someone said. I partially opened my eyes and saw from the digital clock on the side table that it was only 6:15 am. I closed my eyes again. What the-? Who the heck was on their proper mind to be up this early?
"Wakey, wakey," I heard it again as the person shook me. I groaned before pulling the blanket over my head.
"C'mon, wake up," I heard again before I felt my blanket pulled away from me.
"Jordan, it's still too early. What are you doing here anyway? You should be at the house," I said, my eyes still closed, thinking that it was my brother.
"I'm here because this is my house and who's Jordan?" he asked.
"Ha-ha Jordan. It's funny," I said as I put a pillow over my head.
"I don't know why you're calling me in another name but seriously, you have to get up already. We have to be at the radio station by 7:30," he said. I didn't know what he was talking about.
"Whatever. Just give me five more minutes," I pleaded, still eyes closed.
"No. Get up or you won't like what I'll do next," he warned. I ignored what he said.
"Seriously, you won't like what I'll do next," he repeated. I didn't move. "I'm giving you five seconds to get up. One" he counted.
"Two." Whatever Jordan.
"Three," he continued. "Four. You still have a chance to get up." I stay motionless, eyes closed.
"Well, you left me with no choice, five," he said before I felt two hands took grip on my feet. Before I knew it, he pulled me out of the bed and fell to the cold floor with a loud thud.
"Ow! That hurt Jordan! I screamed and looked at the person responsible for my fall. He was definitely not my brother.
"Good morning sunshine," he greeted with the sweetest smile.
"Joe Jonas?"
