I sighed stepping outside of my door breathing in the early morning air we were back in la, not for a week or a couple days but for a while at least for the first time in 3 years. For a few minutes I watched the busy la traffic drive past our new house, I would miss Nashville, at 15 just after my break-up with a certain Jonas brother we had moved back home, mainly for noah her being 3 –now turning 6- we thought it was best for her to get away from the paps shoving cameras in her face whenever she was with me, a normal life. My job for today was take Hope (my adopted 15 year old sister who had joined the family around the time we moved back to Nashville) and Noah to their new school. "guys hurry up" I yelled as I took seat in my new convertible.
I took a seat in the principal's office between Hope and Noah ,yes playing mom for the day, "so basically they can go to class once you sign these papers" the principle said, so I quickly signed them and left just wanting to get out of the school, it wasn't a bad school but schools always made me uneasy. As I was walking to the car I bumped into someone stumbling to the ground. "I'm so sorry" I heard a familiar voice say I looked up to discover the one and only Nick Jonas helping me up. "Miles? What are you doing here" nick chuckled. Studying his face I came to a conclusion the years had treated him well, a more mature version of his 14 year old self. "Dropping Noah and hope off you" I spoke softly embarrassed suddenly at my strong Tennessee accent that came back since moving away. "Dropping Frankie off" nick sighed looking around franticly then looking at his watch. "You seem busy we'll catch up some other time" I quickly diverted afraid of keeping him away from wherever he was heading. "Yeah how about you put your number in, I know it's probably changed" nick laughed handing me his phone probably recalling that I changed my number about once a month. I searched through his phone finding my number still as 'Mi 3' I decided not to mess with it and just go along and put my number in. "text me later okay" I said sternly. Nick chuckled pulling me into a hug. "I'll see you later then miles"
About 10 minutes later I was sat in my car looking in my mirror checking that I looked at least half decent I mean I had just has the first real and pleasant conversation with my ex in 3 years. Just then I got a text "btw you look gorgeous beautiful – love Nicky xxxx" I laughed at the connivance and the fact he had 4 kisses on the end... if I didn't know better I would think he was gay. I quickly text back "not bad yourself – smiley xxxxx" purposely putting one more kiss. Next on the list of to do today, was grocery shopping. When I pulled up at Wal-Mart I looked at my phone again "I give u that & I get not bad I'm offended: P –best looking guy on earth xxxxxx ha more" this sent me into a fit of laughter again I text back "okay I gotta shop now cocky ... fine you are handsome – love actually doing chores xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ha"
A/N okay this is not my best work but I'm uploading this story anyhow