Life as usual didn't stop or slow down for anyone, especially for me. I had been pretty busy promoting my new CD and it was great that my family was here helping me with it. Even though it wasn't a "Jonas Brothers" CD coming out, it didn't seem to matter to them, or the fans for that matter.

It had been a couple days since my encounter with Meghan and I had debated on telling my brothers about it, but I didn't want to get my hopes up, or jinx it for that matter. If I saw her again, great! If I didn't, no harm, no fowl. Although they did all wonder why I seemed to be in a better, more appreciative mood than I had been when I left the room. I guess she had more of an effect on me than I realized. Still, not a bad thing.

She did have me thinking though. Memories of my first trip to New York City played through my head, and I even had a moment where I was reminiscing with my brothers about it. I remember how amazing and spectacular this place seemed then and how it had kind of gotten pushed into the back of my mind.

She also had me thinking about how great my life is. I've always known that and appreciated it, but for some reason the line "Not many people get to say that," stuck in my head. It might have only been a minute or so, but it got me thinking about a lifetime of memories.

My family and I had decided to order out tonight and I wanted to get out of the room so I offered to go pick it up, even though I didn't have to. It sounded like a great idea at the time, but it was quite the balancing act trying to get into the hotel again with the fans and the revolving doors. Thank goodness the police were so good at holding back the fans, now my only obstacle was the revolving door. I am happy to say that I made it successfully through the door, it was the carpet half-way to the elevator that caused the real problem. I caught myself but someone's dinner was going down and I couldn't catch it without dropping the others.

I closed my eyes and winced just waiting to hear the impact but it didn't happen. When I opened my eyes, I have to say was surprised, pleasantly surprised but none-the-less surprised. Meghan was standing in front of me holding the almost doomed dinner.

"I think someone would go hungry tonight without this." She said with a smirk. She was wearing a grey ¾ sleeved shirt with giant peace signs on it, dark jeans and sneakers. Her eyes were just as green and innocent as I had remembered.

"Well, a little starvation keeps a person humble." I joked. She laughed. It was a nice laugh, it didn't sound like she was pretending to think I was funny. Although I am funnier than Joe, believe it or not. He just steals my jokes!

"Would you like some help with all of this?" She asked. "I mean starvation may keep a person humble, but it also keeps them hungry." She added with a small laugh.

I chuckled. "True, but you don't have to, I think I can handle it."

"I think this dinner might argue otherwise." She said shaking the dinner slightly.

I hesitated.

"Come on. I'm not stalking you, I'm not trying to figure out what room you're in, I just want to help! You may be a rock star but even rock stars need help carrying food just as much as the next guy."

She really didn't leave much room for arguing. So I did what any honorable would do in my position; I caved.

"Alright."

"What can I take?" I handed her a few more dinners and we headed for the elevator.

"So how's your first time in New York going so far?" I asked wondering if it was anything like my first time.

"Oh this isn't my first time in New York." She answered. Now I was confused.

"But I thought--"

"This is my first time to New York City." She clarified. "I've lived in New York State most of my life."

I chuckled. Ok, I thought. I guess she has a good point there.

"But to answer your question, it's going great!" Ding! We walked into the elevator. I reached over and pressed the 12.

"Well what about you?" She asked. "How's the CD release going?"

"Busy. You know, radio shows, appearances, everything to help it sell." This is what this trip was all about: the CD.

"Oh, I don't think you're going to have problems selling your CD." She sounded so confident, not that I wasn't, but it was nice to hear someone else be confident, who wasn't directly involved.

"I mean," she started and I looked over at her. "I'm buying one." She finished, looking at the numbers as they climbed.

"Really?" I asked somewhat surprised. It was weird how I didn't think of her as a fan.

"Hey," She turned to look at me. "I may not be one of those crazy fanatics, screaming my brains out down there, but that doesn't mean I don't appreciate good music when I hear it." She stated simply. I looked at her and could tell that she wasn't just saying that to suck up to me. She honestly meant it.

"Thanks." Was all I could think to say. "I, I really appreciate that."

She smiled. It was a warm, kind smile. Ding! She walked out of the elevator and paused.

"Uh," she turned back to me with a puzzled look across her features. "Which way?"

I chuckled. I reached out and touched her elbow. "Come on." I titled my head to the left and we headed down the left corridor.

"So, how long are you and your friends staying?" I asked. What? I liked to talking her.

"We leave in four days." She said, with a slight hint of sadness.

"You don't sound too happy about that." I noted.

"Well I do miss my family and friends at school, but I've had a lot of fun here!"

"High school?" I winced as soon as I said it. I didn't want to sound like I was creeping. She laughed. "I'm sorry. I'm not trying to creep you out."

"No!" She laughed again. "No, you're fine! I was just laughing because I'm actually in college."

"Oh! Alright then." I said as we reached the door.

"I should get going." She said with a small laugh.

"You don't have to." I said. "I'm sure they wouldn't mind."

"No," she replied. "This is your family time. Family is important, not everyone has one. But you do. I need to go spend time with the family I have with me waiting back at my room. Spend time with your family, Nick. God blessed you enough to have one." She carefully balanced the meals back on top of the ones I was carrying.

"See you later, Nick." She said and gave me one more smile before she walked away. "Watch out for those carpets!" She added over her shoulder.

I chuckled. I watched as she walked into the elevator offering the person getting off a small smile. Once again Meghan had surprised me. Surprised me with how easy it was to talk to her and how she made it seem so natural. Surprised me with how she knew who I was and was even a fan, but didn't go nuts about it. And where most girls would have jumped at the opportunity to meet my brothers and the rest of the family, she declined and respected the little time that my family got to spend together as a family. Once again, she had me thinking about how lucky I am. Once again, she had me wanting to see her again.

Just then Joe opened the door.

"Alright! Food's here!" He announced taking some of the load. Then he noticed my face. "Dude, you ok? You seem pretty relaxed and happy." A mischievous slowly grew across my brothers face. "You meet a girl?"

I handed over the rest of the food over to him and simply walked away, leaving Joe without an answer either way.

"Wait, so is that a yes, or a no?"