Stephy owns Nicky, And I own Ryan beetches!!
--Nicole Jonas--
"NICOLE! GET UP MOM WANTS YOU DOWN STAIRS!"
"ALRIGHT IM COMING GOSH! JOE! I'LL BE RIGHT DOWN!"
Oh my gosh, being the Jonas Brothers' sister can be SO crazy sometimes!
"Good Morning!!" Nicole shouts with a tired smile on her face.
"Morning sweetie! How'd you sleep?" Mom asked as she handed me my breakfast
"Fine, until someone, woke me up!"
"Well I'm sorry! But mom wanted you down here so I had to wake you up." Joe said as he took a bite of his bacon
"Morning!" Nick said walking over to his seat
"Morning!" everyone said in unison
"Nicole," dad said as he turned the grey and black pages of the newspaper, and balancing his coffee mug in his hand "sweetie, what do you have planned for today?"
"Nothing really. I have cheerleading practice and then vocal. That's it." I said as I drank half a glass of orange juice.
"I'll take you!" Joe offered with his mouth filled with mashed and chewed up pancake bits.
"Thanks, I was going to ask you for a ride anyway," I gave him a smug look, (which as usual, he ignored. "Ok! I'm going to get ready now. See you in a few!"
"Ugh! We're never going to leave now!" Joe said sarcasticlly. Kevin and Nick giggled into their food. I gave them one of my best don't-mess-with-me looks. They stopped very quickly and went back horking down their food.
I walked up the stairs and opened the door to my room. My room is pink with a HUGE closet, a flat screen TV, a small lounge chair, a queen size bed with a canopy and girly things everywhere. Oh how I love my room, it really described the way I am as a person, (and that I have a great sense of style).
I picked out simple pink sweats and a white shirt that said 'Princess' in pink glitter on it. I put my hair into a high pony tail, grabbed my gym bag with my innials on it (in pink sequences) and went back down stairs.
"Ready sis?"
"Yeah. Lets get a move on Jo Bro!" I said as I followed my dearest brother to the door and into his sleek black volvo.
I was gazing out of the passenger seat window as usual, I liked to watch the world go by then I saw him! He had dirty blonde bed head (or what looked like it). He was standing next to a moving truck, moving boxes into the house nearby. I was so happy we were at a red light. Overwise he would have been just a beautifil glance. His hazel eyes shinned in the sunlight. He was stronger than he looked. Moving really heavy boxes, and furniture like a pro. I think he could be at least 15 or 16 years old. He stopped and looked towards the street for a quick breather, and I swear he was staring right at me!! His mouth was open and his eyes buldged right out of his head. It was weird but it looked cute on him. I giggled and blushed. He was going to walk towards the street but tripped over a box that read FRAGILE in big red letters. I bit my lip to keep my self form dying of laughter. When the light changed to green, I stared at him until he was a dot in the distance. I sighed and Joe inturrupted my thoughts, "So, what time do you have to be there?"
I slowly took my gaze away from the window to answer his obvious question. "11:30 like every saturday. Are you okay Joe? You look a little pale"
"Oh, really, I guess I'm a little slow today."
Hmm, he seems really weird. He wasn't acting like this before. Before I could ask him a question about his weirdness, I was at practice, way too quickly might I add.
--Joe Jonas--
"Damn right I was pale!" yes, I was yelling at myself butwhat else can I do, my little sister was going all lovey dovey on a guy she hasn't even met yet! Okay, maybe I'm overreacting. Yeah that's it. I'm overreacting. I guess I'll head on home now. I loosed my harsh grip of the steering wheel a bit. My knuckles were red from the grasp.
"I really need to calm down" I said while letting a strong breath out.
Vibrate, Vibrate I checked my phone to see who was calling. It was Nick.
"Hello."
"Hey dude, we just got inspired!"
"Really? Awesome! I'm headed home now!"
"Ok, I'll write it down before it escapes me."
"Ok, see you soon Jo Bro, in and out!"
"Heh, in and out!"
-END-
On the ride home, I tried to keep Nicky's look at that guy out of my mind. She really looked in to him though. And the way he looked at her!! Wait, Nicky's had boyfriend's before. Why am I getting so protective? He's just probably a new guy that needs to get settled first. Yeah, he'll probably not even think about getting a girlfriend. Yeah, that made the brotherly pain in my chest soothe down a bit.
--Ryan Torgin--
Ugh, how I hate moving. I've moved twice in my life, and I hate it. The feeling of being an outsider, not knowing anyone, and the boxes was my biggest concern. So many stupid boxes filled with useless knick-knacks and things we don't need. When all the boxes were inside, I went to my new room to put my stuff where I believe it should go. I grabbed a box, ripped it open with my bare hands, I guess those karate classes payed off after all. I took the clothes I stacked in the box out and onto my new bed. Everything was new in this house. The bed was bare, cabinets, closet, and everything in between. I took a deep breath, trying to get used to the new smell of the house and what not. Suddenly I felt tired. I got up from the floor, next to the box, and went to my sheetless mattress, lyed down, and tried to doze off. I had my hands behind my head, and tried to breathe slowly. Just when I was about to go into my dreamworld,
"RYAN!!" oh please tell me I'm dreaming. I tried to ignore the yelp.
"RYAN!!" ugh, now I know I'm not dreaming. I got up from ym mattress and went down the hall, down the stairs, through our new massive living room, out the front door and outside to the front yard to see what the hell these people wanted form me.
The heat from outside was outstanding. I never felt this type of heat before. Living in New York for most of my life kept me limited. Feeling the warm sun onmy face was very rewarding in the middle of March. I almost forgot what I came out here for. I saw my mom and my younger sister standing side by side, left hand on their hip, tapping their right foot on the pavement. If I didn't know any better, I could've sid they were twins.
"What mom?" I said tiredly. She didn't say anything. Nope, she had to be difficult. She eyed a pile of FRAGILE boxes next to her and my older sister Elizabeth (Lizzie) giggled to herself. I let out a I'm-getting-sick-of-this-can't-you-let-me-rest sigh and grabbed the first box.
"Where do you want it?" I asked like a servent.
"Living room. And be careful! My porslene dolls are in there!" my mom complained. That's all she did, complain, complain, complain. She never wanted to move out of the city, neither did Lizze. When they found out dad got a promotion and we had to move to L.A, I was hyped! But the Torgin twins (my mom and my sis) didn't approve one bit. It took my dad and I two weeks to show them all the benifits of moving to L.A and all the benifits this promortion had for us. Anywho, here we are, and no matter how much the Torgin twins complain, we aren't going cross-country (in my car because dad wanted his and mom's car flown to L.A) again.
I just rolled my eyes and walked inside with the box. When I came out for the other one, I saw her! She had wavy brown hair, deep brown eyes, soft lips, cheeks, nice pale tan skintone and was totally HOT! I didn't even notice I had my mouth open and my eyes were literally popping out of my head. I was so going to ask for her name but something really embarassing happened. I tripped over one of those stupid fragile boxes. I must've looked like the ultimate dork. I saw her biting her lip to keep from laughter. Great, I'll probably never see her again, and she'll remember me as the stupid dork who tripped over a box right in front of him. Ugh, I really blew it for my own self. I'm thinking we should've stayed in New York.
--Nicole Jonas--
Practice ended quickly. Too qucikly as always. Of course, Joe was there as soon as I got out (as always). Everything's always the same. I slugged my gym bag over my shoulder and walked lazily over to Joe's car.
"Hey Jo Bro." I sat in the passenger seat (as always) and rolled the window down all the way.
"Hey Nicky. How was practice?"
"Oh you know, same old same old."
"Cool. I'm gonna be late for vocal. Or I might not even go."
"Uh why? You always go to vocal. No matter what!" I didn't realize I was shouting until I said the last word.
"Nicky calm down. I need to get a tune up for my car." he was laughing into the steering wheel.
"Oh, sorry. I mean, vocal is really the only time all four of us spend time together really."
"Yeah I know." he tapped the steering wheel. I recognized the rhythm, it was S.O.S.
"I mean with you being a Junior, Nick being a Sophmore, Kevin in college, and me a Freshmen, we don't really see each other, only at home. And usually we're off doing our own things."
"Yeah you're right." silence. I hated silence between me and Joe. I had to change the subject quickly.
"You know, you could ask dad he can take the car."
"Yeah, I'll ask dad. Thanks Nicky." he patted my head like a dog that just learned a new trick. I gave him my 'look' and he laughed it off. He's such a jokester. I started to laugh too. We both laughed all the way home.
--Nick Jonas--
I was inspired!! Like, I couldn't believe I could come up with this kind of song. It was so random and became some type of love song but it wasn't a love song. Here is what I got so far, 'So I'll wait for her to come, she wont break my heart, she's so beautiful, she's my dream girl,' yeah, then I got stuck after that. Weird, I was watching baseball (Yankee's are winning against the White Sox 9-5 in the bottom of the 7th) and WHAM! These lyrics popped into my head. I only have that part. I'm gonna wait till Joe comes back from picking up Nicky and we'll attack this thing!
The last time I came up with a song that oddly Nicky came back from school, mad and sad (a couple of years ago) and BOOM! It was like I was in Nicky's head. It was like she said she's gonna die one day at a time without him. I rubbed my temples because head started to hurt and I walked over to her room. Nicky and I are extreamly close. I thought it's because we're close in age (a year apart), but then that's when I thought we were closer than I thought. I went to Nicky's room. The door was closed, I knocked politely.
"What?" I heard her say between tears.
"It's Nick, can I come in?"
"Whatever." I opened the door slowly and closed it with the palm of my hand.
"What happened?"
"He broke up with me." she buried her head in her pillow. She was sitting on her pink frilly bed crossed legged and vunerable.
"Jason?"
"Yeah. He said being with me was too complicated. He said I couldn't commite to the relationship." she sniffled in between almost every word.
"Well, that's because he was a jerk." I know that was a bit harsh, but the truth's the truth and she needed the truth.
"I know. I should've listened to you guys."
"No don't blame yourself. It was him who felt intimidated by your striking beauty." I gave her a sympathetic smile. She smiled back.
"Really?"
"Absolutely!" I sat on the bed next to her and gave her a side hug.
"I'm going to die one day at a time without him. But, I'll be okay."
"That's so weird."
"What?"
"I just thought a couple of minutes ago about you saying 'I'll die one day at a time'."
"Yeah, that is weird."
"Really is."
"I guess we're closer than we actually thought." She elbowed me slightly in the ribs and I hugged her side again.
If I got lyrics for love at first sight, Nicky saw a guy and now Joe's gonna bite her head off. I don't know why he's like that. Not even Kevin gets like that. And he's the oldest. Yeah he makes some comments about Nicky's boyfriends, but he let's her live her life, as do I but not Joe. He's the one that goes all baserk when Nicky gets a new guy. She's only had two other boyfriends. The first one, Matthew, she broke up with him because she caught him cheating on her. And to make matters worse, Joe told her way before the break-up that he looked like a bad boy (the one's that drink and cheat) Nicky got even more upset because Joe was right. Then Jason, he broke up with her because she had a busy scheduele. Excsuse her for having a life! Anyways, Joe said that he seemed like he needed a lot of attention, and she was too busy for this paticular guy. Guess what, he was right. I hope this guy'll pass Joe's exceptabe-to-be-Nicky's-boyfriend test. All I have to say to him is, 'Good luck dude!'