Jonas Brothers Love Story... Joe 2

Chapter Two:


“…Hello Beautiful, how’s it going? I hear it’s wonderful, in California. I’ve been missin’ you, it’s true..."

I couldn’t get over it. Joe Jonas… I had just met, spoke to, and touched a celebrity. The celebrity of my dreams had saved my life. Maybe I should try getting into danger again. Wow I’m an idiot.

“…yeh tonight, I’m gonna fly. Oh yeh, ‘cause I could comb across the world and see everything, and never be satisfied..."

Joe’s voice is the only thing I want to hear right now. I want to remember everything that just happened… but I have a bad memory. Time to call up my friends.

I dial the number for ‘Taco Buddy’ and wait as it rings, and rings, and rings… and tells me to leave a message. I never leave messages. It’s just one of those weird things I do. I don’t like it. And the thought of talking to somebody who’s not responding back in front of people like this? That sounds kind of embarrassing. Figures, it would be Maria who would not answer and leave me shaking in unending excitement. To get it out, I dial the next number: Maura. Hopefully she will pick up to this insane news.

“…Hello?” I hear her voice say.

“OH MY GOD, MAR! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR-“

“…helllooo?”

“Ah…”

“Are you there? Well that really stinks if you are because I am not…”

“Ugh…” Her voice message. I always fall for it. I noticed people staring at me and want to hide. Of course she would be the one to make me experience ironic embarrassment.

Wow that was a mouthful. I hang up and get ready to call the next person. As I wait for them to pick up, my phone begins to ring. I end my call and answer the other one. It’s Maura.

“Hello?”

“Maura I fell for your voice message again…” I say cracking up and hear her laugh on the other line. I was happy the people around me heard that too.

“Nice, Shannon…” she responds. I tried to take a deep breath because suddenly, I couldn’t stop laughing. It didn’t work.

Here it goes.

“Mar, I’m in New York with my cousin right now and guess what just happened!!!!” My heart was pounding so fast I realized I had no idea how I was going to explain this.

“What?”

“I… oh my God Mar, I just met Joe Jonas.”

“What?! No way…”

“Yeh, I know! No, no listen…” and I began to tell her everything that happened, down to what he said as he left, into the store I wanted to look around in. I lowered my voice a bit there.

“Shannon… oh my God I’m so jealous…”

“I knowww,” I said in a girly voice, smiling as I looked through a bermuda shorts rack.

“You should’ve told him to tell Nick and Kevin that I love them too!” her voice practically yelled.

“Aww darn it! I should’ve!” I honestly felt really bad about that. It seemed during that event I had completely forgotten my friends. It takes something incredible to make that happen. “I’m really sorry.”

“… I wish I could say that it’s okay.” We laughed.

A long time went by. I had a lot of trouble focusing on the material stuff I wanted… what I wanted was to know where Joe was now. Then again, I want to know that all the time.

…Is it just me, or did that sound kind of stalker-ish? I don’t want Joe thinking I’m a stalker. And wouldn’t it be neat if I got to see all three of them while I was still here? I slipped my phone into my purse and then thought of something. I stopped and looked inside of it. I had my camera with me.

I was ready to curse words I didn’t even know. Why didn’t I remember it when I was with Joe? Because who knows where he is now…

…but I never had to ask who. As I stepped out of the store I saw a huge group of people crowding around four men: the Jonas Brothers and Big Rob. God loved me today, or luck was on my side.

I didn’t know what to do at first… would he recognize me if I pushed through the crowd? Would I even be able to push through the crowd? There were so many girls you could barely see the boys, and there were only more coming. If only there was some way to make myself seen by them… or by Big Rob at least.

That was it. I pushed through the crowd of screaming girls, getting stuck and yelled at here or there, but eventually getting close enough the see Big Rob standing only a girl or two in front of me. I wasn’t about to call out his name. How embarrassing would it be if he didn’t recognize me?

Wow. I get embarrassed by a lot of things.

I squeezed past two girls saying, “Sorry.” But one grasped me by the arm. I turned to face her. She looked like her head was about to explode.

“EXCUSE YOURSELF! I WON’T LET YOU JUST CUT UP LIKE THAT IN FRONT OF ME!” she screamed over everyone.

“But… but I…” I was terrified. I couldn’t tell whether the girls now thought the Jonas Brothers or my little scene was more interesting to see. This was embarrassing.

“Hey, HEY!” cried the lowest voice I’ve ever heard. The two of us looked up at the front of the crowd. Girls were pushing past Big Rob to touch the boys. He wasn’t holding them back very well, he must’ve been distracted by my little scene as well. The looks on the Jonas Brother’s faces were priceless though. Crap, those poor boys.

The girl let go of my arm and raced up with the flood of girls. Passing me, she whispered, “Thanks,” into my ear. Double crap. Way to make me feel like it was my entire fault. Then again why wasn’t I joining them? This would be something I would totally go for. I watched them for a split second before rushing up as well, but not for the same reason. I began pulling shirts and arms purely out of a burst of adrenaline, I swear.

“Hey! What do you all think you’re doing?! This is no way to treat our favorite celebrities!” I was screaming. Somebody managed to run out of the crowd with a necklace one of them must’ve been wearing. Another had what looked like a single shoe.

I was so jealous, but this was crazy.

“HEY! Girls! Back up!” Right now, I couldn’t even see the Jonas Brothers anymore. Thankfully, police cars began to arrive. I looked toward Big Rob to see if he had called them, which, looked like he had, as he came running next to me throwing girls out of the pile. Policemen ran out as well and helped. This looked more like a killing mob than a teen hormone caused pig pile… of girls. And honestly there might’ve been a guy or two in there, but I couldn’t tell.

I pushed back a few girls as they screamed at me and I lied, “Hey! Big Rob ordered me to help him! You should be ashamed of yourselves!” They gave me the weirdest looks I’d ever seen. I added, “Now you might not even get autographs!” as I ‘dived’ back into the pile. Slowly I was seeing Jonas body parts here and there. Maybe they could breathe by now. But it wasn’t long before I, too, was pulled out of the crowd, mistaken for one of the insane fan girls. Which, I’m not gonna lie, I actually am.

By the time we had all the girls off of them, their shirts and pants looked ripped and unbuttoned, their hair was messed up like crazy, and all of them looked pale fixing themselves thanks to Big Rob. Nick checked his purity ring.

Finally the girls were organized into a line, each receiving an autograph on whatever they had, up to hands. I didn’t know whether to get in line or not. At first I just stood there leaning against the wall of the shop next to the boys, a good few feet away since they were by the road. Finally, as they got down to the last few, I walked into line.

“Hey!” cried Big Rob pointing to me. “Sorry, nobody else is allowed in line!”

So that’s why it had gotten so short. Everyone stared at me as I looked at him, mouth agape.

“But wait, I-“

“Out,” he said sternly. I didn’t know what to do, but unhappily stepped to the side, back to my wall. I only kept my eyes on Joe. Hopefully he would notice me.

I prayed. I literally stood there with my arms crossed, praying the ‘Our Father’ in my head as many times as I could before the last person got their autographs signed on their purse. Then I walked toward the table hesitantly.

“Joe?” hearing my voice say that felt really strange. It felt even stranger when all three of the boys turned to look at me. I felt my face flush.

“Hey…” Joe said half smiling, but I couldn’t tell why. Maybe it was because all their autographs were supposed to be done and I was suddenly standing there. Big Rob took the honor of telling me off.

“I told you to get out,” he said just as sternly as before. I shivered as I looked at him.

“Hey…” Joe said again, only this time, it didn’t sound the same. I looked at him, but didn’t feel any better. “You’re… um…” He looked like he was thinking hard. His face was really cute when he did that. Out of that and hope I inched a smile across my face.

“You’re that girl I saved from the truck an hour ago! Right?” I could’ve died of happiness. His expression was adorable.

“Yeh! Shan-“

His next one was even better. “Shannon! That was your name! I couldn’t think of it.” OH MY GOD!

“Yes! And you’re Joe!” I tried my joke again. He kind of smiled. “And that’s… oh my God, that’s Nick and that’s Kevin…” I added pointing to each of them.

“Joe! You…” started Kevin, staring at his brother.

“Uh, yeh guys,” started Joe, “I forgot to tell you I saved a life this morning!” He stretched his arm out, open palmed, in my direction. I laughed and could feel people getting jealous all around the city. Remembering the purse that was signed I reached inside mine and pulled out my camera.

“Could I get a picture with you?”

“Who’s the ‘you’ you’re referring to?” Joe said, “Me? Or the other two brothers you love more?” He put his arms around them.

OH. MY. GOD.

“Well actually, my friend loves you two. I told you you’re my favorite, Joe.”

"... if I couldn't see those eyes..."


sry it doesn't look normal D= its quizillas fault...next is done! this is so much fun to write even though it's soooo long. I hope it's worth it! comment my in a message and rate it so that i know! =D