Chapter 1
Nostalgia

“You look simply lovely darling.” Meg said, fluffing the dress as Sarah smeared bright red lipstick on, puckering for the mirror.
“Thank you ever so much deary,” Sarah replied, standing. “Now we musn’t keep everyone waiting.” The two girls shuffled outside in their pink dresses, scraping their shoes along the cement.
Meg cleared her throat, “Introducing the bride!” 5-year-old Nick hurriedly stood up and started down the aisle, smiling proudly as he threw crumpled flowers all over the grass. Two pairs of parents stood up from their lawn chairs and turned to watch the 8-year-old girl walk towards her groom. Joe turned to his best man/brother, Kevin.
“Did you find it?” he asked. Kevin rolled his eyes and nodded, still angry that his mom made him be in the baby wedding in the first place. Sarah reached Joe and handed him her flowers. He put one behind her ear. Nick scrambled on top of a box in front of them, holding a jumbo-sized coloring book upside down.
“Dearly loved, we are here because Joe likes Sarah, and to night them in holy mattress money. Sarah, do you like Joe?”
“Yeah,” Sarah giggled.
“Good. Now Joe, what do have to give her to show your ‘fections?” Kevin put something in Joe’s hand. Joe smiled at Sarah and placed a small object in her hand. She looked to see a little rock with a big hole through the middle, something she and Joe had found together, weeks before. He had told her it was the coolest thing ever. Sarah smiled.
Nick slammed the book shut. “I now announce you, man and wife!” Joe kissed Sarah sweetly on the nose.
Both their parents clapped as Joe and Sarah come running to them. “Looks like you’re the new Mrs. Jonas.” Joe’s mother, Denise, said to Sarah. Joe looked a bit confused.
“No, she’s Sarah.” He told her.
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“Beep beep beep.” The alarm clock rang.
“No, not yet.” Sarah groaned, hitting the snooze button. ‘That was strange,” she thought. A nostalgic moment of her childhood was not something that occurred often in her dreams. Maybe it was because she hadn’t seen her three best friends, Kevin, Nick, and most of all Joe, in months. Maybe it was because they were all coming home from the latest tour today.
“They’re coming home today!” she shouted, jumping out of bed. How could she have suddenly forgotten the day she’d been waiting for since she had waved goodbye at the airport months ago. Skipping to her closet she pulled out outfit after outfit, finally finding the perfect one. The same clothes she had said goodbye in were going to say hello. A red t-shirt three sizes too big and blue jeans ripped across the knee. She lay them down and slipped on her tennis shoes.
Sarah couldn't help but feel calm as she listened to the steady rythm of her feet hitting the sidewalk, knowing this was her last day for a long time to run alone. When she reached their street she was already seeing the fans sitting on the sidewalk, anxious looks on their faces. She rolled her eyes and ran right past them up to the house. Some stared, thinking, "Who is the sweaty girl who walked into their house?"
Sarah locked the door and walked into the kitchen, filling a pan with water. She went all through the house and watered the plants, stopping to smile at the old picture of her and Joe covered in mud, smiling goofily. She had been asked to look after the house while the family was away on the tour. She’d happily accepted, even though every time she was there she missed them all so much more. From little Frankie to Mrs. Denise and Mr. Kevin. They were her second family, and having them gone for so long was torturing. She sighed, today was the day. They’d finally be back. She finished straightening up and then left, locking the door. A couple of girls came up to her as she was walking down the front yard.
“Who are you?” One asked, dumbfounded.
“I’m Sarah,” she replied, sticking out her hand, “And you are?”
“Uh, Holly, ”the girl said, shaking it. “But…how….this is the Jonas Brother’s house right?
“Yes, it is.”
“But why are you here?” The girl seemed to be seething with jealousy.
“I was watering the plants…and why are you here?” Sarah spat back.
The girl just stood there. “I…uh…I, um,” then she walked away. Sarah laughed at how ridiculous the whole thing was and started running again, breathing in the fresh morning air. When she got home her mother was cooking in the kitchen.
“Morning mom.” Sarah said, biting into a piece of toast.
“Good morning honey, have a nice run?” Sarah nodded.
“I’m gonna go take a shower.” She hopped out of her chair, grabbed the orange juice carton and ran to her room. For a relatively calm person, Sarah was very anxious and jumpy. She still couldn’t believer that in just a few hours she would get her hug. Joe always gave her a special, long, squeeze-her-so-tight-she-couldn’t-breathe hug every morning before their run, and as suprising as it sounds she missed that more than anything else. A person shouldn’t be hug deprived for this long. In the shower the hot water calmed her nerves, giving her time to think of all that they would do once the boys got home. Then it hit her.
“That’s it!” she shouted, rushing to put her clothes on. She pulled a brush through her tangled mess of hair, thought better of it and threw it into a ponytail, put some mascara on, grabbed her phone and keys and ran out the door. “Be back later mom!” she called.
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Joe clutched the seat, nervous and extremely excited. They would be landing in ten minutes and all he could do was sit in anticipation. Nick and Kevin had offered to let him play cards with them, be just couldn’t concentrate and ended up sitting by himself. Of course they were all excited to be coming home and see all of their old friends, but Joe had one particular friend on his mind that had been there since they had started this tour. He wondered if she looked different, if she was different. It would be fine if she was, but mostly he was hoping he would come home to the same girl he left. Sarah. He closed his eyes, picturing her the time he last saw her. A messy ponytail, one of his old baggy t-shirts and some ripped jeans. He smiled, so impatient for the moment he could hug her. Those hugs had become a need and he hadn’t had one in way too long.
“Hey guys,” their dad popped in, “We’ll be landing in a few minutes, so buckle up.” Joe couldn’t keep the wide grin from spreading across his face as the plane touched the ground.

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