The Bag | Finished

[chandy]

i love it!!!
oooh, this idea! It's SHAMAZING!

[Courtney26]

ahhhh!!!! love it!!!! please post more asap!!!!!!

[Vanessa (:]

Chapter Five

I woke up in front of my digital clock. It was 8:47 AM. I looked over at my table and saw the bag still sitting there. I remembered the dream I just had. I dreamed that I found the owner of the bag. In my dream the owner was the girl I was looking at during one of the songs. The one that waved at me in the front row with the awesome shirt that had radios on it. I couldn't remember the rest of my dream. All of a sudden, Joe ran through my door and stared at me. "BREAKFAST!" he yelled at the top of his lungs.

I covered my ears and complained, "You didn't need to scream, Joe!"

"But I wanted to. And it's morning. Breakfast time. Let's eat." He went downstairs and I followed. I sat down on my seat, beside Frankie. There were pancakes on the table but I wasn't that hungry so I had cereal.

"So what are you going to do with the bag?" Joe asked as he looked up for the first time from his high stack of pancakes.

"What bag?" my mom asked looking at me.

I didn't know what to say. Before I could answer, Kevin did for me. "Nicholas here found a bag at the concert. He doesn't know who owns it. He was waiting at the meet and greet for someone to say they were missing a bag but no one did. So now it's in his room and he doesn't know what to do with it. Am I right, Nick?"

I nodded him in agreement. "Have you tried to look through the bag for any information?" my dad asked.

"No. It's the girl's privacy. I don't want to intrude in it."

"That's very sweet of you, son," my mom said.

"Well, maybe you should. It's for a good reason. It's to find out who owns it. The owner must be worried about it."

I walked up to the sink to put my bowl away. "Uhh.. okay. I'm gonna go to my room now." As that was said, I walked upstairs to my room. I started to play the guitar to take my mind off the bag. I didn't really want to look through the bag. It's the owner's privacy. I don't need to enter it. I started to play a few songs. All of a sudden, I found my self staring at the bag on my table. It was like it was calling me. It was telling me to open it. No, Nick, don't, I repeated to myself.

I gave up and took the bag. I took out the items one by one. I took out an iPod, can of Red Bull, a book, and a notebook. Maybe there's some information in the notebook. But I'll check the iPod first. I looked through the artists and found some artists like Oasis, Radiohead, The Killers, Paramore, Switchfoot, Stevie Wonder, and my favorite band - the Jonas Brothers. No, I'm kidding. They aren't my favorite band. But they were in there. The battery was red so I didn't continue looking through it. I put it down and looked at the book. It was The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky. Isn't that Kevin's favorite book? I think so. I grabbed the Red Bull and shook it. It was still full. I put it down and opened the notebook. There should be some information in it.

I looked through each page and didn't find what I wanted. Instead, I found songs. They were songs I didn't recognize. I stopped at the last song, When You Look Me in the Eyes. There was a blue guitar pick on that page. I read through the lyrics and the music. The song seems good. The owner of the bag must've written it. I read the whole song again and grabbed my guitar. I took the guitar pick and started to play the song. I had to repeat a few parts again but I got the song. It was a good song.

"Whatcha doing? Playing a song? What song?" Joe asked. He ran through my room with Kevin behind him. They walked towards me and I immediately closed the notebook, which was actually a music book.

"What's my book doing in your room?" Kevin asked while picking up the book.

I took the book from him. "It's not yours."

"Then whose is it?"

"The owner of the bag."

"You looked through her bag?! I'm shocked!" Joe covered his mouth that was shaped as an 'O' and his eyes were wide. "I thought you were gonna give her privacy?"

"I was but I wanted to return the bag, so I had to look through it."

"Oh. So what were you playing a new song?" Kevin asked.

"I didn't write it. The girl wrote it."

"Wait. How do you know a girl owns the bag with the stuff and not a dude?" Joe asked stupidly.

Kevin hit the back of Joe's head. "It's a purse, Joe. What guy do you know has a purse?"

"The purple dude on Teletubbies! He has a red one!"

"And you know this how?" Kevin asked.

"Change subject!" Joe said fast and loud. Kevin and I both laughed and rolled our eyes at him.

"Can you play us the song you were playing earlier then, Nick?" Kevin asked me.

"Okay." I played them the song and looked up after to see their facial expressions. Joe's face was, well Joe - not understandable. Kevin's was hard to figure out. "You like it?"

"Yeah. The song's good," Kevin complimented.

"It's awesome!"

"I know."

"Well, did you find any information about her?"

"No. Couldn't find any."

"I have an idea. I'll look for information about her," Joe offered.

"You sure about that?"

"Yeah. You sure, Joseph?"

"Of course. I'm smart." Kevin and I rolled our eyes at him. "I'm smarter than smart. I'm a freaking genius."

"You just keep thinking that. But I guess you can look. Here's the bag." I handed them the purse with the items. "Here's the music book."

"Thanks. Off to work!" Joe said in a sing song voice. He skipped into his room with the bag and music book like a little girl.

"I'll make sure he doesn't break anything and stuff," Kevin replied following Joe.

"This should be nice," I said to no one but myself. I continued playing When You Look Me in the Eyes. I didn't memorize the whole song but I tried to remember.

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I might not post chapter six tomorrow because I'm not done with it. I'll try finishing it up later or tomorrow. (:

[Courtney26]

oooh!!!!! post more please!!!!! it's amazing!

[chandy]

Awesomeee!
love it so much! This is a great idea, and you're an awesome writer!!!
ahhh, she's like their perfect girl. *sigh* I wanna be their perfect girl!!!

[Vanessa (:]

Thanks for the comments. I too wish that I was the perfect girl too but to quote Hannah Montana, "nobody's perfect", unquote. I finally got to finish rewriting chapter six. I made it kind of long since it took me a while to post. Hope you like it. (:
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Chapter Six

Joe's Point of View

I sat on the floor Indian style and put the guitar designed bag and blue music notebook on the floor. Kevin came into my room and sat on my computer chair. "What are you doing here? I'm busy at work."

"Making sure you don't break anything or something."

"Whatever. I won't."

"Yeah.." I took out the things inside the bag.

"Red Bull!" I took the can of Red Bull in my hand and put my hand on the top to open it.

"Joe! Don't open that!" Kevin swiped the can from my hand.

"Dude! I was gonna drink that!" I complained.

"This isn't yours. Go get one downstairs."

"Fine!" I went downstairs and went into the kitchen. "Hey mommy."

"Hi Joseph. Did Nick find the owner of the bag?" I walked over to the refrigerator and took out a can of Red Bull.

"No. I'm gonna help him. I'm look through the bag." I closed the refrigerator and opened the drink. I took a sip from it.

"Okay. Just don't break anything."

"I won't. Why do people keep saying I'm gonna break something?" I took another sip and went upstairs to my room. "Bye ma!" I opened my door and saw the bag on Kevin's lap. He was holding something in a shape of a card up to his face reading it. I took another sip and closed the door behind me. I sat back on the floor. "What's that?"

"A contact information card," Kevin answered.

"Huh?" I gave him a blank look and took another sip.

"It's a contact information card with the girl's name and number. I found it inside a secret pocket in the bag."

"Seriously?" I took another sip. I shook the can a little bit. I was almost done with the drink.

"Yeah. Her name's Janele Adams and her number is [phone]."

"Woah. Call her and tell her about the bag." I took a last sip and the can was empty.

"Right ahead of you." Kevin took my phone from my computer desk and called Janele. He put the phone to his ear. I wanted to hear his conversation so I put the empty can of Red Bull down, stood up, and put my head toward Kevin's ear with the phone. All I could hear was ringing. "Stop it! Get away from me, Joe!" Kevin pushed me but I went back to his ear.

"I want to listen!" I protested.

"You're too close, Joe!" He pushed me again and I fell on my bed. I gave up and just heard what Kevin was saying on the phone.


Kevin's Point of View

After pushing down Joe to his bed, I heard about two rings until I heard a "Hello?".

"Hi. Is this Janele Adams?" I asked in a tone that didn't make it seem like I was a weird stalker. I looked at Joe and his eyes were wide staring at me. I looked the other way.

"Yes. This is she. Who's this?" Janele said on the other side of the phone.

"I know you may not believe this but this is Kevin Jonas."

"Dylan, can you please stop pretending to be the Jonas Brothers? I'm seriously getting tired of this."

"Um.. who's Dylan?"

"Dylan, you know who you are. Please stop this," she said in an angry tone.

"This isn't Dylan. It's Kevin and I just wanted you to know that my brother, Nick, found your bag at the concert last night. Your bag is the one with the guitar design on it," I explained.

"My bag? What bag? Oh wait.. the bag!"

"Yeah. That bag."

"So you are Kevin Jonas!"

"Yeah. I am," I said.

"Sorry about that whole thing earlier, me getting mad and stuff. My friend likes to call me and pretend that he's you guys," she explained.

"It's okay. Well, we looked through the bag to find the owner and found a contact information card with your name and number. So we called you. And we want to return it to you."

"Okay. When can you return the bag? Like when are you not doing anything?"

"Umm.." I looked at Joe and he was occupying himself with a slinky. "We're not doing anything today. We have a few things to do the rest of the week, so if you have nothing planned today maybe we can return it to you later."

"I'm not doing anything today, so you can return it to me today. Just tell me where and what time."

I looked at the wall clock hanging above Joe's door and it read: 10:12 AM. "How about 12:00?"

"Okay. Where?"

"Where do you live? Like where near by?" I asked. I looked at Joe who was now playing with one of Frankie's Webkinz.

"I live a few minutes away from Universal Studios," Janele said.

"I'm like totally in the mood for Pinkberry right now," Joe said to himself.

I got an idea. "How about Pinkberry?"

"That seems like a good idea. Which one?"

"Do you know where the one in Studio City is?" I asked her.

"Yes. I go there all the time."

"Okay. So we'll meet there at 12:00 today. Is that okay?"

"Yeah," she confirmed.

"Okay. See you later. Bye."

"Bye." I put the phone away and turned to Joe who was tossing the Webkinz in the air making it "flip".

"Joe!" I screamed. He didn't respond and continued tossing the Webkinz. I caught the Webkinz before he could. "Joe!"

"What? I was making that flip!" Joe whined.

"We'll meet Janele later today at Pinkberry," I told him.

"Awesome. I'm in the mood for Pinkberry. Let's go tell Nick." I put Janele's belongings back inside her bag and walked with Joe to Nick's room. We could hear someone playing the guitar and singing. Before Joe could open Nick's door, I stopped him.

"Listen," I whispered. We put our ears to the door. The door wasn't fully closed so we can hear what Nick was playing.

"When you look me in the eyes and tell me that you love me, everything's alright, when you're right here by my side. When you look me in the eyes, I catch a glimpse of heaven. I find my paradise, when you look me in the eyes," Nick sang.

I walked inside and Joe followed. Nick stopped playing and looked up at us. "You memorized the song?"

"I think so. It's really good."

"Seems like you did." I threw Nick the bag and he caught it.

"You find the owner of the bag?" Nick asked. I took a seat beside him on his bed and Joe sat on his bean bag chair.

"Yeah. We're meeting her later at Pinkberry to return the bag," Joe answered.

"Her name's Janele Adams," I added.

"Janele Adams. Janele Adams," Nick repeated. "Janele Adams."

"We get it! Her name's Janele Adams, Nick!" Joe complained. He must've been annoyed by Nick repeating her name.

"I know. But Janele Adams. She wrote the song," Nick explained.

"And?" Joe said.

"I know it's weird and all but I think I've," Nick started. "I think I've fallen for her."

"Huh?" Joe had that same blank look he gave me earlier.

"Nick fell for Janele. Translation, he likes her, Joe," I spelled out.

I saw Joe nod his head and mouth "oh".

"She likes Red Bull and listens to the same music I like. She also writes music and plays guitar. What else can you ask for in a girl?" Nick said.

"I see. But, what if she's not, well, you know," Joe asked, "physically attractive?"

"I don't care, Joe. I can tell that she's a good person and her personality seems really sweet."

"Well, what are you gonna do, Nick?" I asked.

"I'll get to know her later after we return the bag."

"Oh. Okay."

"I better get dressed and find something nice to wear."

"Okay, Nick. I'll go tell mom and dad," I replied.

"I'll go drink another can of Red Bull," Joe followed.

I went outside and left Nick looking through his closet for clothes to wear.


Janele's Point of View

I can't believe I was just called by Kevin Jonas. I'm gonna meet the Jonas Brothers today and their gonna return my bag! I better tell Brooke. I pressed number three on my cell phone's speed dial. I heard ringing and then some more ringing. "Answer, Brooke! Answer!" I heard a few more rings.

"Hello?" Brooke sounded like she just woke up.

"Brooke! I was just called by Kevin Jonas of the Jonas Brothers and he told me that he and his brothers have my bag! Can you believe it? He's gonna return it to me later," I said really fast stopping for breath after saying all that needed to be said.

"Breathe, Janele. Then let me go back to sleep," she responded with the same just woke up voice.

"Gosh, Brooke! It's 10:19! You're not awake yet?"

"Fine! I'm awake now! You happy?"

"Yes. I'm very happy," I said happily.

"So the Jonas Brothers have your bag?"

"Yes. And they touched it! And they're returning it to me later!"

"That means they touched my stuff!"

"I guess they did," I said.

"They looked through my stuff. I bet my Red Bull is empty now." Her tone changed into her regular voice with a little anger.

"I don't think it's empty and they only looked through it to find some contact information," I explained.

"Whatever."

"So wanna go with me later and meet them with me?"

"I can't. I have a dentist appointment at 12:30."

"Oh. Okay. I'll just bring Dylan. I'm gonna go tell him now then take a shower."

"Okay. I better shower too and eat some breakfast. Bye, Janele," Brooke said.

"Bye." I hung up and called Dylan to tell him.

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Hope you liked the chapter. I'm gonna start writing the next chapter so I could post it soon. (:

[Courtney26]

yay!!! update!!!! uh oh...what's Nick gonna do when he realizes Brooke used it? update!!!

[audreykins]

I'm definitely loving this story! Can't wait to find out what happens.

[Vanessa (:]

Thanks for the awesome comments! I just finished writing the seventh chapter. Here you go!
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Chapter Seven

Nick's Point of View

My fingers continuously tapped to it's own rhythm on the table without me even knowing. I looked at my cell phone to look at the time. The white numbers read out: 11:52 AM. My brothers and I arrived at Pinkberry ten minutes ago. I looked down and saw my melted frozen yogurt drowning the toppings. "A little nervous there, Nick?" Kevin asked.

I looked at him and answered, "No. Well, maybe. Kinda."

"Don't be nervous, Nick. Just get to know her and stuff," Kevin replied.

"Okay. I will. I'll stay calm. I'll relax."

"You gonna eat that?" Joe asked me gesturing towards my Pinkberry cup.

"Here." I pushed the cup towards Joe and looked at the glass door, waiting anxiously for the owner of the bag. The girl who made me fall head over heels for and she doesn't even know it. I continued tapping on the table. The bag was lying on the table and Joe and Kevin were having their own conversation. I didn't really want to join it because I was off in my own world.


Janele's Point of View

"Pinkberry's right over there!" I informed Dylan while pointing to where Pinkberry was.

"I know, I know. We've been there before, Janele," Dylan said.

"I'm sorry. It's just, I haven't met them before and I'm going to meet them." We stopped at a red light behind a convertible.

"Just make sure you don't hook up with one of them Jonas boys."

"Don't worry. I won't hook up with Nick and Kevin. I don't have any promises about Joe."

"Janele!"

"I'm just kidding. You know I love you."

"Okay. But hurry when we get there. I have to pick up my mom from her yoga class. You do not want to know what happened one time when I came five minutes late. You would think she'd be chill after a yoga lesson."

"Fine, fine. What time does she need to be picked up?"

"We need to be there by 12:15," Dylan answered.

"Okay." The red light turned into a green light. Dylan went into the Pinkberry parking lot and parked his car. "Let's go!"

"Wait. I got a miss call from my mom. Let me call her back real fast."

"Okay. I'll be inside."


Nick's Point of View

I checked my phone again and it was 12:07 PM. What if she doesn't come?, I asked myself in my mind. My eyes were still at the glass door. So far, six people have went through the door, none of them Janele. My fingers were still tapping to their own rhythm and Joe and Kevin were still in their conversation. The bag was still lying on the table untouched. The door opened and a girl with a purple shirt and black skinny jeans came through the door. She looks familiar but I'm not sure where I saw her last time. She came closer and closer. I felt my heart beating faster and faster. My finger started to tap faster.

"Hi," the girl said as she stopped at our table.

My heart must've stopped beating at that moment. I was snapped back into reality when she took a seat and Kevin responded, "You must be Janele."

"Yeah."

"Thanks for coming," Joe added. "Here's your bag." Joe handed her the bag I found yesterday.

"Thanks for finding this. I don't know what I would do if I didn't find the bag. I'm glad you guys found it yesterday at the concert." It was then that I realized that she was the girl from the concert that sat beside the girl I dreamed of earlier.

"Actually, Nicholas here found it," Kevin said.

"Really?" She looked at me and I gave her a nod. I looked down at my fingers that were still tapping. "Thanks."

"And he wants to tell you something," Kevin added.

Before I could open my mouth a guy, who I think was about 5'8", came to our table and put his arm around Janele. "Hey babe."

"Hey, Dylan." She put his arm around him which caused my heart to sink. "These are the Jonas Brothers. And this is my boyfriend, Dylan."

We all greeted each other after we were introduced. Dylan took a look at his watch and looked at Janele. "Janele, we need to get going now before we get late."

"Oh. Okay." She got up and looked at my brothers and I. "Sorry. I have to go with Dylan to pick up his mom. It was nice meeting you guys and thanks for returning my bag." We got up and gave her each a hug. "Bye." She left with her boyfriend and I just stood there watching her go.

"Sorry, Nick." Kevin patted my back to comfort me. "We didn't know she had a boyfriend."

"It's okay. Can we just," I asked, "go home?"

"Of course. Can you throw the cups away, Joe?"

"Sure." Joe threw away the empty cups and we walked to Kevin's Jeep. He drove us home and I was just thinking about what just happened.

The girl that I thought was my dream girl just left. She walked away with her boyfriend. He should hold on to her because girls like her don't come very often.


Brooke's Point of View

I was at home playing the parts I remember from When You Look Me in the Eyes from the guitar. I'm happy I'm getting my music book back from today. It was 2:38 and I cam back from my dentist appointment an hour ago.

"Knock, knock," a familiar voice I recognized as Janele said as she knocked on my door.

"Come in." I put my guitar down and looked at my best friend who took a seat on my bean bag chair.

"I got my bag back. Here's your stuff." Janele handed me her bag and I took out my stuff from her bag. The Red Bull wasn't open so I opened it and took a sip from it.

"Thanks. I got all my stuff back, safe and sound."

"You're welcome."

"Can I still borrow your bag? I still can't find mine."

"You just want it because the Jonas Brothers touched it, don't you?"

"No. I just like this bag and I can't find mine. I'll return you your bag when I find one or when I buy a new one," I replied.

"Okay. You can borrow it."

"And I know we get a little crazy. And I know we get a little loud. And I know we're never gonna face it we are wild we are free, we are more than you think so call us freaks. But that's just the way we roll." Janele's ringtone began to play.

She took her phone from her pocket and read the screen. "It's Dylan!"

"Okay! Go home! Bye! Thanks for letting me borrow your bag!" I pushed her out of my door and locked her out. She knew why I did that. I did that to her a few days ago. I didn't want to hear another 'no you are' conversation with her and Dylan. I sat down on my bed and took my guitar. I took my music book and opened it to the page where When You Look Me in the Eyes was. My favorite blue guitar pick was on that page. I took it and started to play the song. For some strange reason, playing that song made me feel good.

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There's the seventh chapter. I think the next chapter will be the last one. The story's pretty short. I'm gonna start writing the next chapter soon. I need to go to sleep. And I need to wake up early for church. Anyway, hope you like this chapter! (:

[chandy]

ah! I love this idea!
It's so awesome!!!!!
ahhh, post more soooon! im dying!!!