Chapter 3
I blinked a few times, not being able to look away from the curious eyes looking down at me. One of his hands were grasped tightly around my elbow, the other on my shoulder. I quickly realized that he was the only thing supporting me up; the only thing stopping me from falling down.
"S..s...orry" I stuttered as I took a step back and steadied myself. My view was completely focused on hiseyes, but I could see a large smile spreading across his lips.
"Ah, no use in crying over spilled...water" He spoke with a velvet laugh at the end. I laughed too, but I could not stop staring at him. I was tempted to look and see if his pants were as tight as everyone said, but I never took my eyes away from his.
He laughed again, probably at my akward gaze, and held out his hand. "I'm Joe Jonas" He stated, though I was positive that he already knew I knew his name.
"And I'm wet," I said, shaking his hand and looking down at my soaked shirt. I silently thanked my mother for not letting me buy it in white. She feared I would get it too dirty, and I'm glad she had, because otherwise a hot pink bra would be just as visible as the shirt itself.
He laughed again, and I saw his eyes wander down to his own shirt, which was equally wet as my own. "Come on, Wet, let's go see if we can change that to dry." Joe moved his hand to my lower back and began walking down the opposite direction he had been headed in only a few seconds ago. As we walked past the room all the other fans were crammed into, he asked who I was here with. I looked up to see Joe smile as I said Melody's name. He then asked about my favorite song, which took a lot of thinking on my part. Obviously he was unaware that every song of theirs was my favorite.
"Alright, alright. That is a pretty tough one." Joe admitted as he held open a door we had come to further down the hallway. "How about an easy one? Say, the best looking of the three of us?"
I stepped inside the room and looked back at him. "I'm faced to answer with 'D', all of the above." I could feel my cheeks redden and heart beat faster when he smiled. It kicked in that this was Joe Jonas. I had spilled a bottle of water on Joe Jonas. I was in a room talking with Joe Jonas.
I jumped when I heard a voice from behind me. "Joeseph, did you get the starbucks?" I turned to see Kevin, sitting with his back to us plucking random strings on a guitar. I guess he hadn't heard my voice when we first walked in, and then that lead me to fearing that I had been mumbling or talking too quietly.
"Look what I found!" Joe announced, and Kevin turned around in a chair. He looked confused at first, but then smiled and got up from where he was sitting. His eyes wandered from my face down to my shirt, and then to Joe's, and then back to mine. His expression quickly turned to concerned.
"What happened!?" He asked as he walked over to where we were standing. Before I could even answer, he held out his hand to me. "I'm Kevin Jonas" Kevin said "And I'm terribly sorry for whatever this psycho has done." Kevin's head motioned towards Joeas he said the last part.
"Actually, that was 100 percent my fault." I corrected him. "And I'm Kasey" I laughed, shaking his hand.
