I gasped.

"No way! In your tour bus? Me? All the way to my house? No way." I babbled. I could barely breath. 'No way.' I thought. 'No way. No way. No way. No way.' I thought about it. My friends would never believe me if I told them.

"Yes way." Joe joked. I looked at him and be was reaching his hand toward me. I froze. 'What is he doing?' I wondered. Then he lightly brushed the skin right under my eye. He pulled his hand away and there was a glob of foam on it. "Missed some." he added.

"Thanks." I laughed. I wiped the foam off his ear. "You too." We both laughed and Kevin nudged Nick in the side and whispered something in his ear. I caught "...flirt... cute... sweet..." Then the last words I heard shocked me. "...good couple." My eyes widened as I turned around and tried to make it look like I hadn't heard.

"So...? You need a ride?" Nick asked. I laughed and nodded. 'This is SO awesome!'

"Ok. This way then." Joe said pointing down a set of stairs on the other side of the platform. They were hidden behind the curtain so I hadn't seen them earlier. Kevin and Nick were already heading down the stairs. I guess they were, non-shaluantly, giving us some free time?

Joe waited for me to start walking and then said, "Ladies first." 'He's SO adorable!' My mind sighed. I laughed quietly at my own thoughts. When we reached the end if the stairs I saw Kevin and Nick holding out towels to us. I grabbed one and looked in a mirror. I laughed out loud as I looked at my reflection.

Most of my head was still covered in foam. I grabbed at my hair with the towel and furiously rubbed it. I gave up as my arms got more soar.

"Is there anyplace I can wash my-" I started to ask but, as I tuned around only Joe was standing there. I guess, in the mists of my crazy hair cleaning everyone else left the room.

"There are showers in the restrooms. We have extra clothes back there, too." Joe explained pointing to a door in the far left and then toward the back of the room. "My bros already hit the showers." he added. We laughed. "Go ahead and help yourself some clean clothes and you can take a shower, too, if you like."

"Thanks so much." I said. He smiled.

"Do you mind if I..." he asked, leaning toward the men's' room.

"Oh. I don't mind at all. It's fine. I'm gonna, too." I giggled. He smiled and vanished into the restroom. I took a deep breathe and walked toward the back room. the room he said held extra clothes.

When I first walked in the room, all I saw were guys' clothing. Then I rounded the corner and saw two racks filled with girl clothing. It was all so pretty! I didn't want to touch any of it, fearing I'd ruin it. I changed my mind when I caught a glimpse of my foam covered clothing in another mirror.

I found some clothes that were casual, yet elegant. I even found some undies, surprisingly. I, then, walked to the ladies' room. It was a pretty pearl-ish color with a black granite floor. All the stalls were gray and a few feet away from them was a black curtain. I walked over to it and pulled it back. The shower areas were huge! 'Nice.' I thought. I walked over and turned the first one on. The water was nice and warm.

When I finished drying my hair, I pulled on the purple, tight-knit sweater. Then I slipped into the blue jeans. They were comfortable. I walked out barefoot. As I rounded the corner back outside the restroom, dirty clothes bundled up in a ball, I heard Joe singing. I stopped walking when I saw him.

He stopped singing at the same time that I stopped walking. He had been singing 'Hello Beautiful'. 'Awwww!' I thought. His face brightened when he saw me. I laughed and spun in a circle.

"You look... very pretty." he complimented as his face turned a little red. My face reddened as well.

"Thanks. You look ...handsome." I said. My face heated more and I giggled.

"Thanks." he said. "Where are your shoes?" he asked, looking at my bear feet. I looked down at them, thankful that I had recently painted my toenails bright red. I held out my socks and sneakers. They were soaked in water. "What happened?" he questioned.

"I accidentally put them to close to the shower." I said. "I'm such a klutz. You don't even know." I joked. He laughed.

"It's ok. I did the same thing the first time we preformed here. Luckily, it was after the show and the shoes were old." he chuckled. "Do you need to use some?"

"Really?" I asked. He nodded. "I couldn't. You've already done enough as it is." I said.

"It's fine, really. They won't mind. Let's go get you some. I'm guessing you'll need some clean socks or something as well?" he laughed looking at my disgusting socks. I groaned and hid them under the towel with my clothes. He laughed again and led me to the room with the clothes.

In the back of the room there was a closet door and he opened it. All I saw was shoes. Paradise. I smiled and walked in.

"By the way. Sorry for the small selection of clothing for you. We have to provide our own clothing... and shoes." he said. I laughed and said it was fine. "I guess you like high-tops." he said, pointing to my soggy shoes. "Here." In his hand were the coolest high-tops ever.

They were black with graffiti stars all over and it said "Jonas Brothers" along the side. I dropped my things and grabbed at the shoes. He chuckled and handed them to me.

"Ah may zing." I said.

"One of a kind." he said. "Just like you..." The last part was quieter, like I wasn't suppose to hear. I looked at him then.

"Huh?" I asked, shocked.

"Nothing. It's nothing." he said, embarrassed. I frowned.

"No. I mean, I heard you. Just can't believe it. I've never been complimented like that before..." He looked up, then. He seemed confused.

"But you are." It sounded like he was stating a fact. I smiled and he handed me some socks.

"Thanks." I said. "More for the compliment then for the socks." I added. I smiled and handed him the shoes. "I can't wear these if they're one of a kind. I don't wanna ruin them."

"I want you to have them. We've been thinking of ideas for some lucky fan to get them. Here's our lucky fan." He pushed the shoes back to me.

"No, no. that's not fair to everyone else. Please don't." I pushed the shoes toward him again.

"No. You deserve these. Take them. For me?" he asked smiling. I couldn't say no to that so I nodded and sat down to put it all on. He brought me a grocery bag and I put my clothes in it. The shoes looked so CUTE! I laughed at the thought.

We walked out to the back of the building and he lead the way to the tour bus. He introduced me to Big Rob, his parents, Frankie Jonas, and the driver. They were all very welcoming. He lead me to the back and we sat down. The bus started and soon we were on the highway.

Neither of us said anything. We just sat their and smiled at each other...

Author's Note

At least they're getting longer... For now. :') Lmao. 3 When I posted these on MySpace, I would write them on the spot on my iPod and just post them. I really haven't read these since I posted them.. Wierd, right?