A/N: I don't own the Jonas Brothers but I wish I owned Joe. ENJOY!

Earlier that day, Krisha said she was going to the mall with her sister. As much as she did not enjoy shopping and walking for hours around the mall, she thought getting out every once in a while would help. Ever since summer started, all she did was lock herself up in her room and lie around. Maybe getting out would help give her a new perspective.

She had just put the phone down when Kyla came barging into her room. She winced at the dight of her little sister, wearing a hot pink tank top and a white denim mini skirt with gold embellishments. She thought it was so Paris Hilton-ish, and Kyla was only ten. Krisha sighed; this was why it was difficult for them to get along. Kyla was just such a girl.

"What are you wearing?" Krisha said, with a smirk forming on her bare lips.

"Something better than what you're wearing." Kyla snapped then flipped her hair, "C'mon, hurry up." She started for the door while gave herself on least look. She has put a little less eyeliner than usual, a gray AFI tee, and bermuda shorts, and he tied her hair up in a loose an slightly messed up bun. She did not have time to clean and put on her over-worn contact lenses so she quickly reached for her black, rimless corrective glasses, and scrambled for her old navy flip flops on her way out of the room.

Their mom was supposed to take them there, so Krisha's face drooped when she saw a different car—it was Jake's. At first she though maybe he just offered to drive their mom instead, since she was coming from the office. She was dismayed even more when she found that only Jake was in the car.

"Hey, you two." Jake said in his usual low, cheerful voice.

"Hey, Jake." Kyla greeted back, just as cheerfully. She did not seem to mind that it was Jake and not their mom picking them up that afternoon.

Krisha rolled her eyes, "Where's mom?"

"Oh, she needed to attend something in the office, so I offered to pick you two up instead." Jake smiled.

"Aren't you just convenient? A suitor and a driver in one." She snapped.

He did not seem to care. He still had his smile plastered on his face, then back out of the driveway, "So, to the mall then?"

Kyla nodded, "Yes please."

"I have to get something from Starbucks first." She informed both Jake and Kyla, "The one near the football field."

Kyla looked like she wanted to protest. But instead she just pouted and sank back onto her seat when Krisha gave her a look.

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"Hurry!" Kyla called at her sister a Krisha got off the car. Kyla decided she did not what to have to get out and walk to Starbucks; she never licked the smell of coffee.

Krisha took long strides and sat on one of the tables outside. It was hot, and only a few people were sitting outside, most chose to slump into the comfortable couches inside, with the comforts of the air conditioning. Se waited for a while, a bit bummed out because she was hoping that this would be a bit quick. It was the second time this day that she has gone to Starbucks for her phone.

She flipped the phone open and decided to send a message to her number:

Are you in Starbucks

yet? I'm in a hurry.

She hit send, and waited for a reply. It did not take a long while when the phone vibrated. It says she received a new message. She hit open and read:

I'm so sorry. I might

not make it for another

hour.

She replied:

That's just great.

then, she slammed her phone shut and walked out and back to Jake's car.

"All done?" Jake said still smiling.

Krisha just wanted to wipe off his smile "Obviously."

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When they got to the mall, Krisha still was not in a better mood. But at least Jake was not around anymore, that was one thing off her shoulders. She did not know why she hated him so much, she just do. And while this is unfair, she did not care. She did not want the guy for her mom and she hated her mom for liking him. Wow, now that is a lot of hate.

Kyla was skipping around, walking from store to store, but not really buying much of anything. She would just try everything in the fitting room, get out and twirl around, showing the clothes to Krisha with a wide smile, then go back, fit another and do the same. After, she'd return the clothes and hop into another shop. It was one thing that Krisha never quite understood about her little sister, if she was so happy and please about a piece and actually had money to buy them, then why would she not just buy it right, then they could go home. Why does she still want to fit everything? The skip to another store, then go back to the previous store and still buy everything she liked in the first place?

They were only in the second store for that day, and Krisha could tell that she still had a long day ahead of her. It was then that her phone vibrated. A new message.

I'm sorry about earlier.

But I'm available now.

Krisha could not help but groan at the message. She typed a reply:

Enjoying using my

phone much? I'm at

the mall. Can't go back

to Starbucks now.

she hit send, the slammed the phone shut. She groaned for the nth time that day. Of course she was not comfortable with the idea of having some random person have her phone and she wanted it back, but she was getting pissed with having to run around, complying with the agreed time and place, and then being stood up. It was irritating.

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Joe sat at the back of his SUV, he was confused. 'Was she expecting me to go to the mall and meet up there?' he thought. He was Joe Jonas, he doesn't go after girls; girls go after him. And he thought that should apply even if the girl has his phone.

He scratched his head and decided to play along. Maybe the girl was just playing him, trying to get him to show up in a well crowded place.

Then maybe you should

Forget about getting your

phone back.

he hits send, with a mischievous smile forming in his face. He was bored, and he thought this was the entertainment he needed. He could definitely use a dose of a summer thing.

A few minutes later came a reply:

WTF? I have your phone

too,remember?

Joe smiled.

It doesn't matter. You

don't want to meet up for

your phone anyways.

The reply did not come as fast as the first one. Joe figured she must be thinking about it. Then it finally vibrated again.

Okay then. I can just us

Your phone anyways. ;-)

Joe scratched his head again. This girl was more difficult to catch than he thought.

So…what do you mean?

He mentally slapped his face. He thought that was the lamest comeback ever. He waited for a reply, but it did not come for another half an hour. Apparently, Krisha got dragged by her sister to another store and was made to hold a few paper bags which made it difficult to reach into her pocket for the phone and reply.

Well, it's you who always

get's a message and calls

every five minutes. It's your

loss if you don't get your

phone back.

The girl has a point. Being in the business, he always needs his phone for schedules and urgent reminders for shows and other appearances. He smirked; he could not think of a comeback His plan, after all, had not been well thought of.

I still won't give your phone

back. HA!

Krisha replied another ten or fifteen minutes after:

That was just lame. But okay.

Joe could not help but laugh at the reply. He was called LAME! JOE JONAS is NEVER lame. It was a big kick on his ego. Now this is a challenge.

A/N: I hope you liked it, it's kinda difficult trying to make them meet yet not make it seem so cliché. I'D STILL LIKE TO HEAR FROM YOU. Reviews make me ecstatic:) and I'm not fishing for just praises either, constructive crit and suggestions are very much welcome. I'm hoping to hear from you guys soon! Love love 3