I sighed in frustration as I walked around the globe. I had just spent the last hour working to get Chris Brown and Rihanna back together. I swear if Paris Hilton ruined my work one more time, I was going to make sure that bitch lived a lonely life. I fell back into the purple chair in a sigh of relief and closed my eyes. Tomorrow I would take my first break in 70 years. Since I died at the age of 19, I guess I wasn't meant to so they sent me up here to be Cupid. I loved the job, but boy was it stressful.

"Elle!" The Goddess of Love's voice bombed through the room and I jumped up and waved the chair away.

"Yes, Sofia?" I asked putting my hands behind my back.

"I know you're almost on your break, but I need you do one more job." Sofia said as she waved her hand and a folder appeared.

"Sofia, I'm leaving for tomorrow! Can't it wait?" I begged.

"No, you're Cupid! Just do the job, Elle, and I promise I'll give you two weeks off." Sofia said and then disappeared.

I sighed in frustration as I picked up the dangling file out of the air and opened it. Joseph Adam Jonas. I ran my hand through the folder until I found his picture and pulled it out. I stared at the photo. He reminded me of a god. His hair was dark and perfectly angled, and he had the most amazing eyes while his goofy smile made him even cuter. This Joe had to be one of the best looking people that had I had ever seen, and I was amazed by him.

I threw the picture off into air and started to brush through his file until I got to dating. I looked through the girls he dated: Taylor Swift, JoJo, Chelsea Staub, Amelia Warner, Amanda Joy (AJ), Amelia Jennings, Mandy Vanduyne, Brenda Song and Demi Lovato. My god, did this boy have a record! I thought as I sat there, still looking through his folder. I looked at his status: Given up on love. I sighed in frustration. Why, after so many failed relationships, did boys just give up?

I flipped through his folder a little more and saw pictures of his brothers. He was in a famous band called the Jonas Brothers.

Finally I got bored with his folder and sent it away. I waved my hand over the globe until it picked up Joe Jonas. I clicked view and saw him lying in a bed, fast asleep and I knew now would be the perfect time to go. I sighed and waved myself down, but I didn't land graceful like always. I fell to the floor with a loud thump. I gave a little scream in pain and then stood up and brushed myself off as I looked around to see if anyone was up, but they were all sleep. Thank god.

I opened each of the bunks on this unfamiliar moving bus, looking for my mission. But all I found were boys that looked like him until I opened the very last bunk on the bottom. I saw him lying on his back snuggled up in the covers.

I sat on the edge of his bed quietly and just stared at him, trying to think of the perfect girl for him. I figured he would want tall, blonde, and skinny. After reading his folder, I knew he went for that type.

As I sat their looking at him, I don't know what came over me. I reached out to touch him, knowing that he couldn't see me, it didn't matter. As I touched his check softly his eyes flew open and he sat up, hitting his head on the rood of the bunk, causing him to hiss in pain. His waking up scared the crap out of me so much,it knocked me out of the bed and onto the floor with a hard thump. I looked back and found his eyes glued to me with his mouth hanging open.

"Who are you?" Joe asked while still rubbing his head.

I looked around confused and got off the floor while I checked the bunks for someone that was up. I felt a jerk and I was pressed against a door roughly, someone holding my hands against the door. I looked up to see Joe staring at me with confusion and my mouth dropped open. He was touching me and he could see me. This wasn't good.

"You can see me?" I asked in amazement.

"Yeah, I'm not blind," he replied dryly "Who are you?"

"Oh my god! In 70 years no one has seen me except 3 people! And now, you. I wonder if anyone else can see me?" I asked to myself and pushed Joe away.

"Are you crazy? You're not 70! I'm calling Big Rob." Joe said and pulled out his phone.

I walked back to him slowly as he dialed some number and pressed it to his ear. But I grabbed the phone from him. I hit the end button and then threw it on the floor and crushed it with my heels. As I looked down at the broken phone, I felt another rough shove against a wall and someone pressed against me. But from the smell I knew it was Joe without looking up.

"I'm going to ask you one more time. Who the hell are you and how did you get in here?" Joe asked and I saw anger flicker in his eyes.

"I'm Cupid…" I said shaking a little.

Joe slipped his hands off my wrist and held onto his stomach as he laughed. I watched him fall back against the wall laughing. I walked over to help him, but he waved his hand no.

"Are you high or something, lady?" Joe asked still laughing.

"No. Why would I be high?" I asked, confused as I looked down at my feet. But they were still on the ground.

"No, not your feet. Like, did you smoke something?" Joe asked putting his hands on my face and I felt my eye lids being pulled easy "You seem ok."

"I wasn't lying! I am Cupid!" I said leaning back on the wall.

"Oh-kay, I'll bite. If your Cupid, why aren't you a big baby or a hot blonde?" Joe asked raising an eyebrow.

"Who says Cupid has to be a baby or a blonde?" I questioned.

"No one, I guess," Joe put his hand behind his head "So really, who are you?"

"Oh my god! Are you retarded? I'm Cupid." I said putting my hands on his face and looking him in the eyes.

"Prove it." Joe whispered as someone in the bunk moved.

"How?" I whispered back.

"Well if you're 'Cupid', tell me everything you know about me." Joe whispered moving closer.

"You're part of a band called the Jonas Brothers. Your middle name is Adam. Your favorite color is blue. Your favorite drink is orange Gatorade. Your favorite sport is golf. Will Ferrell is your favorite actor. You like the High School Musical movies. You wish you were born in the 80's. You love to work out and run…."I whispered but he put his hand over my mouth before I could finish.

"You can find that on any fansite." Joe whispered back.

"I know where your birthmark is." I smirked.

"Where?" Joe raised an eyebrow.

I stepped closer to him and slid my hand under the back of his shirt and my hand when up his back. He jerked a little from my sudden touch and I tried not to laugh. After I got to his mid back I stopped and poked the spot with my nail as I watched his face.

"Anyone could know I have that if they watched me take off a shirt." Joe said pulling my hand out from under his shirt.

"Okay, what do you want to know then?" I asked sighing.

"Nothing that I'm sure you couldn't find off a fansite. Prove it to me. Don't you carry arrows around?" Joe asked as he sat down on his bunk.

"Yes, but I don't carry them around." I said laughing.

"Well, what can you do then?" Joe asked leaning back on his arms.

"Make anyone you want fall in love with you." I said.

"No three wishes?" Joe asked smirking.

"I'm not a Genie." I laughed again.

"Well, how do I know you're real and not just some fan?" Joe asked.

"You don't, but how about I show you?" I smirked.

"Okay, I'm up for anything." Joe crossed his arms and stood up.

"Just stay really still." I whispered moving closer and waved my hand and a little arrow appeared and I stabbed it into his back.

We looked at each other while I waited for him to fall madly in love with me, but it wasn't working. What the fuck was with this boy? Is he special or something?

"How do you feel?" I asked.

"I don't feel anything. Maybe your little arrows are broke." Joe said smirking.

"Whatever. This isn't the last you'll see of me and I can promise that." I smiled then waved myself out of the room.

As I landed back in my room I flipped on the globe and pulled up the Jonas Brothers' assistant. It was a woman in her 40's and her name was Jamie Peterson so I waved Jamie's file and started to look. Status: Looking for love.

From what I read she actually hated being the Jonas Brother's assistant so I worked my magic and decided to make her fall in love. I mean, what could make a person quit a job they hated more than falling in love?

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One Week Later

As I watched the Jonas' pick through hundreds of girls to be their new assistant, I took mental notes of what they liked about each girl so when I went I would be the perfect assistant.

The boys were being super picky about the girl they wanted so I would have to hit this out of the park.

I heard a sigh and looked at the globe to see them getting ready to leave. I waved myself down and realized I was still in a white dress. It didn't look very professional so I waved my hand over my clothes. I appeared wearing hot pink flats, a grey sweater, and some dark straight jeans. I pulled my hair out of the bun it was in and shook my curls out before stepping into the room.

"I'm sorry, am I late?" I asked already knowing I was.

"I'm sorry. miss. We're not doing…" The Jonas' mom, Denise, started to say to me, but their dad, Paul, cut her off.

"Come on, Denise. We can give the girl a chance," Paul smiled at me. "Maybe she'll be better then the others." I heard him whisper.

"Boys!" Denise shouted.

I watched as Kevin and Nick appeared out of a room behind the one we were in. I just smiled at them as I waited for the other Jonas to come out.

I had watched Joe closely over the last week and he had thought it was just a weird dream he had. I was here to remind him that it wasn't. Plus I needed to be close and since they could see me, much to my dismay, I couldn't walk around in public shooting arrows without having to explain myself.

I turned my attention back to the room and watched it like a hawk until I saw the familiar brown hair walking through the door. He talking to a little boy that I knew right away was the littlest Jonas, Frankie.

I stared at Joe until he looked up and as soon as he did, his mouth dropped open and he stopped dead in his tracks. I just smiled and took my seat in the chair across from the Jonas'.

"So, what's your name dear?" Denise asked.

"Elle. Elle Summers." I said smiling while crossed my legs.

"Aww. that's such a pretty name! I always said if I had a daughter I would name her Elle." Denise said smiling.

"So Elle where are you from?" Paul asked.

"Upstate New York." I replied.

"Do you have any brothers?" Frankie asked, sitting at Joe's feet.

"Yes, four actually." I lied.

"What was your job before this?" Joe choked out.

"Matchmaking." I said with a smirk.

"Like making people fall in love?" Kevin asked.

"Yes, exactly that." I smiled and looked over at a stunned Joe.