I looked out the window to see the street simply crawling with girls just waiting for one or more of my brothers or myself to walk out of the hotel door. I sighed, knowing that the sad truth was that most of the girls only like us because of our fame and popularity. They may like our personalities but all they saw were rock stars, not people with real lives. True we were living our dreams but that didn't mean that we didn't like being treated like normal people as well.

I couldn't stay in the room any longer, so I decided that I would walk down to the lobby restaurant and get a drink. Stretch my legs. I got into the elevator, which was fortunately empty, and pressed the "L". I closed my eyes at it went from 12 down to 11 down to 10 and then ding, it stopped. The doors opened and I thought I was going to be done for, because standing in the open doors was girl about my age maybe a little older, with a backpack over one shoulder. I was prepared to run if need be or at least answer a lot of questions.

So it surprised me when she merely gave me a sweet smile and walked right on in, like I was just any person on any elevator.

"Lobby?" I asked politely.

"Yeah, thanks!" she answered just a politely. This wasn't what I was expecting, but I wasn't really complaining.

"So why are you in the great NYC?" She asked curiously, turning to face me a little and I faced her in return. She was my height and quite slender, wearing a long sleeved green shirt, jeans and sneakers; a very casual but nice look for her. She had long brown hair a bit past her shoulders and green eyes that seemed quite innocent and friendly.

"Uh, I have a CD coming out and I'm here for it's release." I answered. She nodded as if that was acceptable and watched the numbers count down.

"That's cool." She replied. "Not many people get to say that!" I stole another glance at her and had to smirk. She was right, not many people did get to say that. I was a pretty lucky guy.

"What about you?" I asked.

"Oh, I've never been to New York City and my friends thought I really needed to, so here I am!" I remembered my first time to New York City, it was pretty exciting!

"I'm Meghan, by the way." She turned facing me with her hand stuck out, a friendly smile spread across her face.

I shook her hand. "Nick." Her smile grew a little and she let out a small laugh. Ding! We were at the lobby.

"I know." She added as she walked out, the sound of screaming girls filling my ears from inside the elevator. I followed her out.

"Well, see you around Nick!" She called over her shoulder. She stopped as she saw all the screaming girls and signs, then added with another laugh. "Maybe."

I couldn't help but smile, a little. The girl had a sense of humor that was for sure. She gave me one last smile and a small wave as she adjusted her backpack and walked out of the hotel, disappearing into the crowd of screaming fans.

I smiled to myself and let out a small laugh as I walked in the opposite direction making my way to the restaurant. She was an interesting girl, that Meghan, simply because she treated me like I was just a normal person staying in the hotel.

It was kind of nice, I wasn't going to lie. I also wasn't going to lie about the fact that I wouldn't mind running into her again, just for a few moments. Because for that one minute, I felt like a normal guy, talking to a normal girl in an elevator.