Yeah---the plot bunny attacked. This is kind of different from my other fics, so I mean--yeah.

Prologue

    Nick sighed and rubbed his temples. Things were not looking good. Looking at the numbers, his odds were lessening. Ever since New Hampshire, his reputation had taken a turn for the worse. It was April—the 3rd of April. Seven months and three days. That was all the time he had left. It was months away, but nothing was more precious than time at the moment. Standings could change at any second, so each second was worth millions.
    He looked over at his advisor. The frown etched on his face was not a positive sign. Nick felt a migraine coming on. It wasn’t a good time. It just wasn’t a good time. He had seven months left. Seven months—until the day that could potentially forever change his life.
    Election day. It was creeping up, but it couldn’t come soon enough. Nick Jonas was about to have his shot at the presidency. But he would have to wait seven more months to keep the odds on his side—to win over the people—to maintain an image of a potential president. Nick Jonas—Mr. President. It had a certain ring to it, didn’t it?

Oh come on, we ALL know that nick is the perfect president for this country, of course he'll win the election. This is awesomeness already Ren, I swear I'm gonna try to keep up with this one this time XDD PMN!

you.

i love.

lots.

and i love this.

a) YOU WROTE IT!

b) FUTURE NICK!

c) NICK J FOR PRESIDENT!

d) IT'S AMAZINGLY WELL WRITTEN!

my knack for making lists would make me a fine first lady...don't ya think?

Oh wow you guys! Thank you SO much! I didn't expect to get so many comments on a prologue of all of 200 words, but I really do appreciate it. Y'all rock. :)

<3 Ren <3

rennnn

i love you.

WRITE MORE NOW.