-CHAPTER 4-

"Oh, very funny Joe. Sneaking down to stalk the girl who plays music in the middle of the night. Don't you have better things to do, for example, sleep?" I glared so hard at Joe, that if looks could kill he would be toast by now.

"What is your problem? I couldn't sleep and walked down here and heard you playing! All you've done today is yell at me! We've known each other for twelve hours and you're bent on making me your life enemy or something! What is wrong with you?" Joe said.

"What is MY problem? What is wrong with ME? More like what is wrong with you! Ever since I've arrived it's been all sarcasm from you! All you do is criticize my every move!" I shouted at him. I stood up and walked over to him. "You don't even care that I just flew halfway around the world because my mom has no time for me and she wants me to live in friggin America with her friend and four sons! One of these days, try living my life and see how you would feel if someone made smart comments at your back every minute!" I pushed my finger against his chest.

"Look at you! All you do is scrounge for pity from everyone! You think you're so broken and in bad shape because you're mom shipped you off!" Joe and I were standing so close to each other until I could feel his hot breath tickling my nose. We glared daggers at each other; me from my lowly height and him from 10 inches above me.

"I loathe you." I said.

"I loathe you too." Joe said in a scarcely soft voice. A smile crept up on his face and he lowered his face to mine.

"What are you doing?" I asked, still seething.

"You'll see." he said with a smirk. He cupped my chin in his palm and looked me in the eye. My hand flew up to slap him but his other hand caught mine.

"We can't have any of that now can we?"

"Get. Off. Me." I said. Joe smiled.

"No." And that was exactly when his lips came crashing down on mine. I was too shocked to respond. Joseph Adam Jonas was kissing me. And it felt like heaven on earth.

The next morning I woke up to the sight of Joe's face staring at me through the door. My eyes grew wide before narrowing back down into slits as I glared at him. I got out of bed, and walked to the dresser. Joe sighed and walked over to the adjoining bathroom door. He leaned against it as I pulled out my adorable AE shirt and a pair of jeans, with flats to go with the jeans.

"So do you plan on staying in my room and watching me change, you perv?" I said. Joe put his hands in the air and walked out. Two seconds later he popped his head back in.

"Breakfast is waiting." He said.

"OUT!!!" I yelled. His eyes widened and he quickly shut the door. I pulled on my clothes, put on some make-up and walked down to the kitchen for some breakfast. The only empty seat left was next to Joe. With no choice, I sat myself down next to him. I ate my food slowly and quietly. I managed to do all this without making any physical or any eye contact with Joe. When I was done, I walked back into my room and closed the door shut.

I spent the rest of the day locked in my room with my music and a bunch of manuscript paper overflowing with music. Most of it was just my own improvisation written on paper. I had barely noticed that it was nearly 7:30 p.m. when someone knocked on my door. Assuming it was Joe I shouted, "Go away!"

Being Joe, he came in anyway and sat down on the bed. "I'm sorry, Baleigh. Really I am. Could you atleast say something to me?" There were a few minutes of silence. Joe sighed. "Dinner's in five minutes." He walked out, not before glancing back at me. I had already plugged my ear buds firmly into my ears and ignored him. I didn't plan on showing up for dinner.

Two hours later Joe knocked on my door again. He was in my room for the third time that day.

"What do you want now?" I asked him without looking up from my fetal position on the bed. I felt Joe's weight sink down on the bed. He placed his hand on my back. I turned slightly and held his wrist between my thumb and forefinger. I lifted his arm and dropped it back down on to the bed with a soft thud.

"Geez, you're a hard one." He said.

"Excuse me? You're the one who hasn't stopped bugging me the whole today."

"Well that's only because I wanted to apologize for last night!"

"You kissed me. What is there to apologize about?"

"For making you mad at me. Which I still don't get why you are."

"You don't get it do you? I've known you for 24 hours. We fought. You kissed me. What else is there to say?" He didn't reply. "Look if you're not going to say anything then fine. Leave." I said as I sat up on the bed.

"At least I'm not the one who locks herself in her room all day screeching out notes that make everyone think that a cat is dying." said Joe quietly enough for me to hear.

"That's it. Get out. Now." My voice was rising. Joe didn't move. "I said. GET. OUT. NOW!!!!" I screamed. This time, he didn't hesitate.

An hour later, I heard another knock on the door. I sighed. "Leave me alone Joe!" Nick walked into the room.

"I'm not Joe."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I just thought you were-"

"Joe? Yeah, I heard you guys fight. Having a hard time with him?"

"I don't understand how you can live with him. And anyways, it's none of your business. What do you want?"

"Kevin sent me to tell you that we leave for school tomorrow at 7.30."

"Ok, thanks. If you don't mind, I need some privacy right now."

"Sure."

"Oh, hey Nick?" I handed him the music for his song. "

"Look over it when you get the chance." I smiled at him. My first real smile since I had arrived.