Beloved Journal

August 5^th, 2007-

    Today is a special day.  So special, that I’m marking my calendar.

    I went for my usual morning jog two hours ago, and then out to grab a Starbucks latte.  Just as I began to order, a teenage boy around my age appeared in the line next to me.  I turned to the side and examined him up and down as chills ran down my fragile spine.  He saw me looking and smiled, causing me to turn away and blush.  Running my fingers through my hair self-consciously, I glanced back over at him from the corner of my eye.  He caught me again.

    I paid for my tall latte and thanked the woman behind the counter with the grateful smile I use every morning.  I sat a small two-seater in the back of the coffee shop, sipping slowing on my warm drink.  I snuck a peek at the mysterious boy once more, now noticing how familiar he looked.  I’d never seen him in person, but I remember seeing him somewhere…he was famous.

    He smiled at me briefly before he walked out of the shop, and I quickly thanked God I had good self control.  If I didn’t, I most likely would’ve melted into a heaping puddle of smitten fourteen year-old on the cool tile floors.

    Today wasn’t just the day where I caught a glimpse of a boy who simply amazed me, but something big happened.  Something that happens very few times in life.

    Today…I fell in love with the mysterious boy.

August 9^th, 2007-

    I finally figured out why he looked so familiar; he’s in a band.  Apparently they call themselves the Jonas Brothers.

    I bumped into him at Six Flags.  I’ve heard they were there for a concert, but sadly, I wasn’t able to attend.  As I walked through the amusement park, I saw hundreds of girls with his face on their tee shirts.  Now…now I feel like there’s a competition.

September 14^th, 2007-

    Sorry I haven’t written in a while – I haven’t seen him either.  I found out his name though…Nick.  Nick Jonas.

    I’m falling harder for him each and every moment he crosses my mind.  And I think about him more than you could ever imagine.

    I picked up a copy of him and his brothers’ CD yesterday.  I’m happy to say that it’s good.  Almost too good.  Who knew such an amazing guy could be so talented in the musical department?

    He’s too good to be true.

September 30^th, 2007-

    I saw him for the first time in months today.  He looked really nice.

    To tell you the truth though, our encounter wasn’t anything like I imagined it would be.

    I was walking down the busy sidewalks of New York City, where I spotted a cute, curly-topped boy.  He seemed familiar, but I wasn’t close enough to tell.  I walked faster and pushed people in front of me out of the way, hoping it would be Nick.  As I came to be only feet away from him, I noticed something different.

    That boy didn’t have Nick’s eyes, lips, nose…or anything that matched one of his features.  The only similarity between them was his hair.

    Trying not to sulk, I turned around, accidentally bumping into someone behind me.  It was him.

    I blushed fiercely, apologizing as I stared down at my Converse-wearing feet.

    He winked, told me I had nice shoes, and continued walking down the crowded path.

    All I could do was stand there and let people bump into me.  One even knocked me to the ground, but I didn’t mind.  Nothing could drag the radiant smile off my lips.  Nothing.

December 24^th, 2007-

    It’s Christmas Eve and mother won’t quit nagging me until I give into her prying.  I refuse to tell her what I truly want for Christmas though.

    I would be embarrassed – no, humiliated – to tell my mom that I was in love with a boy in a band of brothers.  She had never even heard of them, due to the fact that I had failed to mention Nick to her.

    I was scared to tell my family my true feelings about him.  Heck, I was scared to tell them about my awkward meetings with him.

    Even though my family loved and supported me 110%, I know they won’t be there to catch me when my heart breaks.

    Nick is nearly at rockstar status, while I am the shy girl who lives on the outskirts of New York.

February 19^th, 2008-

   I know I haven’t written in a long time, and I apologize.  I don’t have any excuse to ignore you, Beloved Journal, considering that I’ve seen Nick numerous times this year.

    I went to my first Jonas Brother’s concert two weeks ago, and it blew me away at how much they pour their hearts out for their fans.  I’m glad I got into their music.  After the concert, they even did a small meet and greet for a lucky group of two hundred people.  I was so lucky…that I was part of that two hundred.

    As I approached the table, Nick glanced over at me, smiling shyly.  I still think it’s cute as I picture it in my mind now.  First, I met the eldest brother - who goes by the name of Kevin – and we had a small chat.  Second, I got to Joseph, who shook my hand and talked casually with me for a moment.  The security had told us to move the line along, and we did so, slightly afraid of the large men.  I finally got to the love of my life, after what felt like hours of talking to his brothers.  He gave me a hug just as I reached him, and shook me lightly. “I remember you,” he whispered in my ear; I still get chills down my spine just thinking of it. “You do?” I asked stupidly, inwardly kicking myself as I did so. “Yeah, the girl I bumped into in the city, right?”  He furrowed his brow, hoping he had the correct girl.  I blushed and nodded, looking down at my Converse that I had worn that last time I saw him. “Nice shoes,” he whispered once more as I stepped away from him, beaming.

    I was also blessed with the opportunity to see him twice at the Starbucks where we had first met.

    We merely grinned at each other; mine ear-to-ear, while his was small as it danced across his pale lips.  His eyes sparkled when I saw him that time, and I nearly melted just looking into them from afar.  They’re a beautiful chocolate brown color, the type that were meant to make teen girls swoon.

    I feel slightly proud to say that…Nick Jonas holds the key to my heart.

April 1^st, 2008-

    It’s been nearly two months since I’ve last seen him.  I really miss him.

    I miss Nick’s coy smile, warm touch, and most of all, his breathtaking eyes.

    I have to see him…and soon.

June 8^th, 2008-

    Today was my last day of school, and the start of my quest to see Nick again.  I can’t just let him slip through my fingers like that…I need him.

    I need to be with Nick Jonas.

July 15^th, 2008-

    I finally saw him today.  He remembered me, too.  I feel so special just knowing that he knows who I am…and that he finally knows my name.

    “How are you?” he asked me, greeting me with a warm, firm hug as I ran into him at Starbucks. “Great.”  I smiled like an idiot, but it was all worth it.  He was just on his way out, but I didn’t mind.  I was just ecstatic to see Nick.  Right as he was about to leave though, he turned to me, his brow furrowed.  He looks so cute when he does that, I thought. “Your name,” he spoke. “What’s your name?”   Just as the many times before, a scarlet color crept up on my cheeks, scheduled to stay there for quite a while. “Rose,” I managed to choke out, smiling weakly.  Nick smiled to himself and walked out of the shop, leaving me breathless; thoughtless.

    I know he’s the one.

September 16^th, 2008-

    Guess where I am right now?  Cooped up in my room (as you probably guessed).  But someone special is here with me…and he sends a warm hello.

    His name is Nick.  Nick Jonas—

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xoxo nicole <33

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