“Is this seat taken?” the oddly familiar guy asked me.

“Ugh, no go ahead.” I was still smiling uncontrollably.

“Thanks.” He extended his hand across the wooden table towards mine. “I’m Nick Jonas.”

I wasn’t sure if I heard him correctly. Did he just introduce himself as Nick Jonas? I slowly wrapped my hand around his and gave it a light shake. I could feel my cheeks start to tense up because of how big my smile was becoming.

“I’m, ugh, um, I’m Janie. Ya I’m Janie Jackson.”  I added.

“Janie, mhmm….” he was studying my facial features as if he were going to have a quiz on it. “…is that short for anything?”

“Ugh, no it’s just Janie.” I replied shyly.

“I like it.” He said still smiling.

“Thank you?” I wasn’t used to being complimented on my name.

“Can I ask you a question?” He asked right as the waiter brought me my salad. I took a big bite and nodded my head gesturing to him that he could. “Have you ever modeled?”

I was in complete shock, why would he ask me that? I literally choked on the leaves going down my throat. I swallowed and took a big long gulp of my water.

“Um, I’ve attempted but lets’ just say it didn’t work out.” I replied, not wanting to spill my guts out to him about how many times I have been rejected.

“Oh, well would you consider trying again?” He asked with pure innocence.

“I guess I could. I mean I wouldn’t mind trying again.” What does a rock star like Nick Jonas want with a wannabe model?

“That’s great. My brothers and I would love for you to be a model for our new clothing line. I mean if you’re up to it.” He sounded hopeful.

“Me? You want me? A model for you? The Jonas Brothers want me?” I was so shocked I pinched my thigh to make sure this was real. Ouch. Yup definitely real.

“Ya, you’re…perfect.” He looked right into my eyes as he said that. He scribbled something on a napkin then slid it over to me.  “Come to this address tomorrow at 2.”

I looked down at the paper in shock at the scene that was unfolding before my eyes. I mean seriously you would be in the same state of mind if you were in my position. I just nodded my head showing that I understood what he wanted me to do and that I would be there.

“So tell me a little bit about yourself.” He said trying to bring me back to where we were at the moment, we were at Home, outside, and I was talking to Nick Jonas, totally normal.

“Ugh, um, okay, well like what?” I asked a little confused.

“Um, how about we play 20 questions?” He asked trying to make it easier for me.

“Is this like an interview?”

“Wha—oh ya sure.” He said kind of unsure himself.

“Oh okay shoot.” I said getting a tad bit comfortable with the situation.

“What is your favorite color?”

“Yellow.”

“Favorite Ice-Cream?”

“Mint chocolate chip.”

“Favorite Season?”

“Winter.”

This went on for like ever. I didn’t notice how dark it was getting till I looked at my watch. 10:30!

“Favor—.”  I cut him off.

“Um you’re on your like 45^th question and I really have to go. I’m sorry.” I stood up grabbing my bag but he stopped me.

“One more question?” He asked with a sparkle in his eyes.

“Make it a good one.” How could I turn him down?

“What is your favorite flower?”

“Sunflowers, now I really have to go, my Aunt is going to kill me.” I walked towards the sidewalk and he walked with me.

“How far do you live from here?”

“Far enough.” I said with a slight giggle.

“Um, well it’s really dark, do you want a ride?” He asked sincerely.

I was debating whether or not to accept his request. He was Nick Jonas but still he was a complete stranger. I finally gave in.

“Sure, that would be nice.” I just couldn’t say no.

He escorted me to the big black SUV standing about two blocks away. I climbed in slowly as Nick closed the door behind me I told Norman, well Nick told me that was his name, where I lived. The drive wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. The silence that enveloped us wasn’t awkward and I got chills up and down my spine every time Nick’s arm brushed against mine. We soon pulled up to my drive way and Nick opened my door. I walked over to the driver’s side to where Norman was.

“Thank you Norman.” I said as I would to anyone.

“You’re welcome.” He replied as a small almost unnoticeable smile grew across his wrinkled face.

I glanced at the window and saw my Aunt’s cold hard eyes watching Nick, ready to freeze anyone in here way. Before I opened the door I turned back to the car. Nick was getting in but stopped when he saw me and gave a light wave. I smiled and walked in ready for my Aunt to bombard me with questions.

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*Nick’s POV*

I watched Janie walk up to the door and she glanced at the window. My eyes met her Aunt’s icy gaze that would make the witch from Enchanted proud. I looked away as fast as I could and focused back on Janie. Her style was well, unique. She takes an ordinary look that anyone can pull off and makes it her own making it extraordinary because she is the only one who can pull it off. Her dark denim jean skirt was the perfect length about 2 and half inches above the knees, and the hot pink ¾ length sleeved shirt matched the hot pink leggings shielding her legs from the cool fall breeze welcoming winter. The black uggs hit halfway up her calf and the black scarf around her neck was one of her own touches to a simply normal outfit. The silver belt sitting on her hips had the same effect. She knew how to play up her facial features as well. She had a thin silver headband pulling her hair back and the natural make-up made her glossy pink lips stand out and her flushed cheeks, from the cold, were pure innocence. She was, like I said, perfect.

Before she disappeared through the door she turned towards me and I waved to her. She just smiled and then, vanished. I got in the car and a huge grin that I couldn’t get take off appeared on my face. I sat there thinking about Janie’s answer to my last question in my interview, which was so not an interview. Her favorite flower is a sunflower, which tells me a lot about her. She’s shy around new people but warms up quickly, once she warms up to them she is completely outgoing, she speaks her mind, and loves the spotlight even if it’s just for a short period of time. She has a kind, caring nature towards people close to her heart and she is very intelligent. I thought back to a previous question, her favorite season: winter that was coming up soon and this tells me a little bit more about her. Her outfit this evening suggested she likes to layer and winter is the best time for that, so she likes to experiment with colors, fabrics and looks, but most of all she likes how close people become during winter. My thoughts were interrupted by Norman.

“I like her.” He stated.

“Me too.”  I replied flatly.

“Unlike most of your lady friends she acknowledges me and thanks me for the ride.” An awkward silence sprung upon us. Norman didn’t usually comment on my lady friends, as he called them, so his remark was unexpected. He broke the silence once again.

“Will we be seeing more of her?” He asked.

“I hope so.” I really do. She’s just absolutely perfect.

*Janie’s POV*

I walked through the large arch doors and my Aunt started interrogating me faster than you can say ‘Perfect.’

“Where have you been? You know your suppose to be home before dark and it is pitch black. Who gave you the ride? Who was that guy out there? And why aren’t you listening to me?” She asked slightly annoyed and also concerned.

“I just had a total change in spirit.” I replied as I walked into the living room lying on the couch.

“What are you talking about?” She asked as if talking to a wacko in a mental institute.

“That guy out there…” I started while sitting up and pointing to the window where she was shooting daggers. “…was Nick Jonas.” My Aunt is 26 and she works for Nickelodeon so she keeps up with the latest teen phenomenon.

“THE Nick Jonas?” She asked with a half smile forming in the corner of her lips.

“Yes, THE Nick Jonas!” I squealed.

“You will never guess what he asked me either.” I flaunted.

“What, what what?” She asked almost falling out of her seat. She may be my Aunt but at times she is like my best friend. She was literally begging now for details.

“He asked me if I would be a model for their new clothing line!”

“Ehmagawd, no way!” She jumped up and embraced me into a tight hug. Then she pulled away still holding on to my arms and got a serious look on her face. “When do you meet them?”

“Tomorrow. 2 o’clock.” I said all business typish. Her eyes got big as if saying ‘that soon?’ and she ushered me towards the stairs.

“Well then you better get to bed now if we are going to make that appointment.” I started walking up the stairs and then half way up looked back at her. We got huge smiles on our faces and then chanted at the same time. “Shopping!”

I ran up to my room got into my PJ’s, washed my face, brushed my teeth, you know the whole routine. I tucked myself in and fell asleep almost immediately to the sound of Nick’s angelic voice saying ‘You’re perfect.’

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