Chapter 1
*Rachel's POV*
I paced back and forth and sighed, as I watched the stage crew at work around me. Truth be told, backstage at a concert would be exciting for most people. Not me. Sure, the idea was a novelty when I was four of five years old, but being 15 now, it was old news. I had been to so many concerts, that I knew most stage crews by name, and was even greeted heartily by some bands. Honest to god, I'd rather be home playing Guitar Hero.
I stopped my pacing, and glanced up, to see my brother, Brian, standing before me. He shook his head ever so slightly, as to tell me to stop worrying, and walked away, he needed to get back to work, and put up the lighting. I knew he was right, that my worries were hopeless. He'd be here soon, and I knew it.
I spotted a chair and sat down. Pulling out my iPhone, I checked the time. 11:17. "Okay, good." I thought. "Sound check will be soon, I hope. I just need to see him." I put my phone away. It was a gift from him. A good one, too. But it was only to be expected. He'd do anything to make me happy. I was almost positive that if I asked him to dance around in a hot dog suit to a Michael Jackson song while wearing a top hat and Hannah Montana wig, he'd do so, just to see me smile. Then I heard the whispers. "Of course. The new guy starts today. Someone must be filling him in." I thought.
"See that girl over there? Dark brown hair, white shirt, skinny jeans? That's Rachel. She's the boss's daughter. You know, stage manager, Anthony Merser? Yeah, his daughter. Of course, she and her brothers, Brian and Gabriel, are treated like angels by him. She's looking so impatient today. I can see why. Waiting for her little boyfriend, no doubt. You know, Nick Jonas, the guy in the show tonight."
Of course I was a subject of gossip. Everywhere I went, stares followed. People just couldn't stop looking at me, because I was, after all, Nick Jonas's girlfriend. We had met at a concert of his, similar to this one, just a year ago, today. And I couldn't wait to see him. I twirled my backstage pass in my hands, and stared at his angelic face on the picture. It wasn't the same, to see his picture, or talk to him on the phone. I hadn't seen him in person for a little over two months, and it was tearing me apart.
*Nick's POV*
"We'll be at the venue in five minutes," Joe informed me.
"Okay, thanks, bro," I said in return. I kept looking at the clock every few seconds.
"Dude, you okay? You seem nervous, scared even."
"No, it's just that every second that we're on this stupid bus, is a second away from her. And I need to see her. So badly. I feel like my insides are literally 'Burnin' up'."
Joe laughed. "Oh, I see. Well it's okay. You can see her soon, so just stop worr--" He was cut-off mid sentence, as our bus came to a stop. I jumped up, and hit my head off the top of my bunk. It seared with pain, but I didn't care. The sooner I got off this torturous bus, the sooner I could hold her in my arms.
Okay, so that's Chapter 1. Comments are greatly appreciated (:
-Laura-
