Post by Vanessa (: on Feb 11, 2008 1:01:19 GMT -5
Here's the last chapter. The original story I wrote didn't end like this. I like this one much better. It makes more sense. The other one didn't. Well her it is, chapter eight.
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Chapter Eight
Nick's Point of View
A week passed from meeting Janele and returning her the bag I found. Sometimes I wish I would have never found the bag. But I guess, I just have to forget about her. It's just really hard, but I'll try.
The past week was filled with photoshoots, interviews, and guest appearances on shows and we finally got the time to have a break. My brothers and I went out to eat and chose In-N-Out. We haven't been there in a while. Joe, Kevin, and Frankie were at the table eating their cheeseburgers and fries already. I went to the restroom and washed my hands. I looked at the mirror and saw myself. I was wearing a pair of sunglasses. I wasn't smiling or anything. I was just there, staring at myself. I haven't smiled because I wanted to since the time I returned the bag. I've smiled but they were really half smiles because I was told to smile for the photoshoots and for the fans. I stopped staring at myself and wiped my hands. I left the bathroom and walked back to the table.
I looked down at my hands and saw that they were still wet. I wiped my hands on my skinny jeans looking at them. I wasn't watching my way and bumped into someone.
"Sorry," the girl said. Her bag fell on the floor and the items in it spread out on the floor.
"No. It's my fault. I wasn't looking my way. Sorry," I replied looking down at her.
She started to gather her things. She put away her iPod, wallet, can of Red Bull, and cell phone back into her bag. The bag caught my eye. It had a guitar and music notes as it's design. It was the same design as Janele's bag. I just stayed there looking at her putting her stuff away. "Here. I'll help you up," I said as I offered my hand to her.
She politely took my hand and I helped her up. "Thanks." I looked at her and she had a familiar face. She was the same girl that was with Janele at the concert. I was completely sure it was her.
"Brooke, just because you don't have a boyfriend doesn't mean you could just leave me alone like that when Dylan calls even if we are going," A girl who looked similar to Janele said as she walked towards us. As she got closer, I knew she was Janele. She stopped when she was beside who I believe is Brooke's side. "Oh hey, Nick."
I didn't feel like talking to her or seeing her again. Just seeing her just made me want to go away. She's my who I think was my dream girl that walked away. But I couldn't not say something. She didn't do anything. "Hey Janele," I said quietly.
"You two know each other?" the one with brown hair and gray eyes asked as she pushed her bangs to the right side of her face with her finger.
"Yup. This is Nick Jonas." Janele put her hand out towards my direction. "We went to his and his brothers concert last week. Remember, Brooke? He's the one who found my bag."
"Oh yeah. Is he the one who touched my stuff?" Brooke asked. My eyes got big and my mouth opened slightly.
"I guess he might've touched your stuff," Janele answered.
"What did you just say?" I asked as my eyes got even more bigger.
"I guess. He might've touched your stuff," Janele repeated.
"No. You," I said pointing to Brooke.
"Me?" she asked. I nodded my head yes. "Oh yeah. Is he the one who touched my stuff?" Brooke repeated with a questioning voice.
"That was your stuff?" I asked her with a surprised voice.
"Yeah."
"You mean the can of Red Bull, iPod, book, and music book?"
"Yeah. All that stuff was mine. I guess you did touch my stuff since you know what they were."
At that moment, something that hasn't happened in a while happened. A smile found it's way onto my face. It didn't get there because I was told to or had to. It got there because I wanted it there. This girl in front of me, Brooke, is my dream girl. The one I fell head over heels for. And lucky for me, she's single and doesn't have a boyfriend. A smile was also formed on Brooke's face too. Suddenly, I heard When You Look Me in the Eyes playing in my head as I looked at her eyes and her smile. I was glad I found her. My heart started to beat faster and faster. I fell head over heels again. And I'm enjoying every second of it.
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The story's done. I'm thinking of writing an epilogue. If you want one, I'll write one. If not, then I won't. Hope you enjoyed the fanfic! (:
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Chapter Eight
Nick's Point of View
A week passed from meeting Janele and returning her the bag I found. Sometimes I wish I would have never found the bag. But I guess, I just have to forget about her. It's just really hard, but I'll try.
The past week was filled with photoshoots, interviews, and guest appearances on shows and we finally got the time to have a break. My brothers and I went out to eat and chose In-N-Out. We haven't been there in a while. Joe, Kevin, and Frankie were at the table eating their cheeseburgers and fries already. I went to the restroom and washed my hands. I looked at the mirror and saw myself. I was wearing a pair of sunglasses. I wasn't smiling or anything. I was just there, staring at myself. I haven't smiled because I wanted to since the time I returned the bag. I've smiled but they were really half smiles because I was told to smile for the photoshoots and for the fans. I stopped staring at myself and wiped my hands. I left the bathroom and walked back to the table.
I looked down at my hands and saw that they were still wet. I wiped my hands on my skinny jeans looking at them. I wasn't watching my way and bumped into someone.
"Sorry," the girl said. Her bag fell on the floor and the items in it spread out on the floor.
"No. It's my fault. I wasn't looking my way. Sorry," I replied looking down at her.
She started to gather her things. She put away her iPod, wallet, can of Red Bull, and cell phone back into her bag. The bag caught my eye. It had a guitar and music notes as it's design. It was the same design as Janele's bag. I just stayed there looking at her putting her stuff away. "Here. I'll help you up," I said as I offered my hand to her.
She politely took my hand and I helped her up. "Thanks." I looked at her and she had a familiar face. She was the same girl that was with Janele at the concert. I was completely sure it was her.
"Brooke, just because you don't have a boyfriend doesn't mean you could just leave me alone like that when Dylan calls even if we are going," A girl who looked similar to Janele said as she walked towards us. As she got closer, I knew she was Janele. She stopped when she was beside who I believe is Brooke's side. "Oh hey, Nick."
I didn't feel like talking to her or seeing her again. Just seeing her just made me want to go away. She's my who I think was my dream girl that walked away. But I couldn't not say something. She didn't do anything. "Hey Janele," I said quietly.
"You two know each other?" the one with brown hair and gray eyes asked as she pushed her bangs to the right side of her face with her finger.
"Yup. This is Nick Jonas." Janele put her hand out towards my direction. "We went to his and his brothers concert last week. Remember, Brooke? He's the one who found my bag."
"Oh yeah. Is he the one who touched my stuff?" Brooke asked. My eyes got big and my mouth opened slightly.
"I guess he might've touched your stuff," Janele answered.
"What did you just say?" I asked as my eyes got even more bigger.
"I guess. He might've touched your stuff," Janele repeated.
"No. You," I said pointing to Brooke.
"Me?" she asked. I nodded my head yes. "Oh yeah. Is he the one who touched my stuff?" Brooke repeated with a questioning voice.
"That was your stuff?" I asked her with a surprised voice.
"Yeah."
"You mean the can of Red Bull, iPod, book, and music book?"
"Yeah. All that stuff was mine. I guess you did touch my stuff since you know what they were."
At that moment, something that hasn't happened in a while happened. A smile found it's way onto my face. It didn't get there because I was told to or had to. It got there because I wanted it there. This girl in front of me, Brooke, is my dream girl. The one I fell head over heels for. And lucky for me, she's single and doesn't have a boyfriend. A smile was also formed on Brooke's face too. Suddenly, I heard When You Look Me in the Eyes playing in my head as I looked at her eyes and her smile. I was glad I found her. My heart started to beat faster and faster. I fell head over heels again. And I'm enjoying every second of it.
The End.
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The story's done. I'm thinking of writing an epilogue. If you want one, I'll write one. If not, then I won't. Hope you enjoyed the fanfic! (:
!! Anyway, YOU STORY IS AMAZING!!!! i love it to bits. its so clever and now im dying to get a bag like that one