Chapter 2: Little Princess

"Joe Jonas?" I asked in disbelief.

"The one and only," he said with a smirk.

"Oh my Jonas! How? What are you doing here?" I asked half-excited, half-confused. He gave me a confused look.

"Uh, coz this is my house?" he said more of a question than an answer. What? His house? I looked around. Definitely not Kris' room. Not mine either.

"Your house? What am I doing here? How did I get here?" I asked. What was happening here?

"You're here coz this is your house too… You got here by car?" he said more confused than I was. "What's with all the questions little sister?"

"Woah. What? Little sister? Me?" I asked. Really? What was happening here?

"Yeah. You, Nicolette Jessica Jonas, are my sister. I, Joseph Adam Jonas, am your older brother. Paul Kevin Jonas II is our oldest brother. Nicholas Jerry Jonas is your twin brother. Franklin Nathaniel Jonas is our baby brother," he ranted.

"What? Nick is my twin? Since when? How did it happen?" I asked.

"Yeah, Nick is your twin. Since when? Obviously since birth. How? I don't have an idea. You should ask Mom or Dad about that," he answered.

"This is confusing," I mumbled. Maybe this was just a dream. Yup, that was it. Just a dream. "Where are we?" I asked.

"LA," he answered. "Seriously Jess, what's wrong with you? Did you hit your head hard?" he asked, the questions getting on his nerves. I gave him an innocent smile.

"Oh, I get it. You're making fun of me," he said. "Save the fun for later. Go, get ready," he walked towards the door. "By the way, happy birthday little princess."

"Today is not my birthday," I whispered since he was already out of the room.

Wow, this was one weird dream. It was worth sharing to Kris. I smiled before lying on the bed again. It took me about dive minutes to fall asleep again. I didn't know how long I slept but when I woke up, I was still in the same room where I met Joe Jonas.

I stood up as I started freaking out. What was happening? I was sure this was a dream. I pinched my arm. It hurt. Definitely not a dream.

I looked around hoping to find something that could explain what was happening right now, or even just a clue. A calendar, phone and laptop in the desk caught my eyes. I walked to the desk and picked up the calendar with the schedule for the whole day.

September 16- Happy birthday self and Nick!

7:30- Disney Radio Interview

11:00- Shop! Shop! Shop!

1:00- lunch with family

7:00- Party! Party!

Today was September 16, Nick's birthday. Joe said that Nick was my twin, then, today was my birthday too.

I walked to another table where pictures were placed. Those were my pictures as I grew up but instead of my real family, I was with the Jonas family. I picked up the picture of me and two other kids with Santa Claus. I guessed I was seven in the picture. I was with a curly haired boy, I was sure it was nick, and a dark haired girl, perhaps, Maya.

"Jess," someone called from behind the door. I was guessing it was Joe. "Are you ready?"

"No," I replied as I put the photo back at the table.

"Well, hurry up. Don't wanna drag you downstairs," he said with a chuckle before I heard his footsteps away from the door.

I sighed as I walked to the closet to find something to wear. I randomly picked a blue top, denim vest and skinny jeans. I went inside the bathroom to finish getting ready.

About twenty minutes later, I went out of the room and walked downstairs. So, this was what the Jonas household looked like. Nothing unusual or different.

"Good morning little princess. Happy birthday," someone said which snapped me out of my trance. I was already in the dining room and there, in front of me, stood non other than Kevin Jonas. He walked over me and gave me a small kiss on the cheeks. This was surreal. I felt like I was about to faint.

"What do you want for breakfast?" he asked as he walked to the counter.

"Cereals will do," I answered as I sat on the dining table. I watched him pour the cereals from the box to the bowl before putting the bowl and milk in front of me.

"Thank you," I said with a smile.

"As much as I want to join you in your breakfast, I have to get ready," he said. It was the only time I noticed that he was still on his pajamas. "So, enjoy the breakfast," he said as he walked out of the dining room.

I didn't know what was happening but I thought it was great. I was in the same house as the Jonas Brothers and they were calling me their 'little princess.' This deserved a dive second happy dance.

"Who are you and what did you do to my family?"