Chapter 2
[Meet&Greet]
I sat at my desk and read the overview that was in the folder. It explained all of the details of my cover. I was going to be a background dancer for their tour.
Later that day, I was boarding a plane to New Jersey. I was used to travel, it came with the job. I had gone to all different types of exotic places, like Egypt and up the Amazon River.
I walked over to baggage claim to see a limo driver with a sign that had my name on it. I walked over to him and he escourted me to the car. When we were walking out to it I could see three shadows inside.
The driver opened the door just in time for me to hear, “AND IT WAS PENUT BUTTER!” all the guys were busting up, and then looked over to me.
“Hi, I’m Haley,” I said, sliding inside.
The three guys just looked at me.
“Uhhh, hi, umm wow,” Joe managed to get out. “I’m Joe”
“Right, the funny one, and you’re Kevin, the coffee lover,” I said looking over to Kevin. “So you must be Nick, the sweet one?”
Nick still hadn’t said a word he was in shock. He had just met the girl of his dreams.
“Well now that you got me thinking of coffee, want to make a Starbucks run?” Kevin asked.
“Sounds great,” I said.
Kevin told the driver the slight change of plans and two minutes later we were at Starbucks. We all ordered our drinks and went and sat down on the couches.
“So is this your first tour?” Joe asked. This was the part I hated, telling my cover and being questioned about it.
“Yep, my first one, but I love to dance. I’ve been doing it since I was four years old,” I lied, taking a sip of my frappachino.
Nick looked down at my left hand and said, “Is that a purity ring?”
OH SNAP! I MENT TO TAKE THAT OFF! You’re supposed to remove all of your personal stuff before you go on a job. But it was too late he already saw it.
“Yea,” I said quietly.
“That’s cool, we have them too,” Nick said holding up his left hand.
I couldn’t help but feel a little more at ease with the Jonas’ knowing that they were into their faith. But my purity ring always meant something different to me.
My mom told me that lazy spies use seduction as a way to find out information, but a really good spy never had to get into bed to find out the information she needed. This was something that the Jonas’ didn’t have to worry about, or so I thought.
Joe’s phone started ringing.
“What is that annoying sound?!?” Joe half screamed.
“Uh, dude its your cell,” Nick said with a concerned look on his face.
“Oh,” Joe said, with a sigh of relief as he pulled it out of his pocket.
