Here's my new Joe story, since MOO/FBIML is now finished. I'm kinda excited about it. The first chapter is a bit short, it's kinda more of a prologue. This story is loosely based off the song "Don't Wake Me Up" by the Hush Sound. It's a great song and they're an amazing band.
I MIGHT be having auditions for this, if I do, I'll be putting it in another thread, but I'll let my readers know about it. I'm making up the main character, but I will need maybe four other girls. But I could decide to just make those characters up as well. But honestly, what would be the fun of that?
Opinions are greatly appreciated!
Chapter One
The summer sun cast a shadow over our heads. He stood there in front of me in nothing but a pair of swimming trunks. The water from the chilly ocean glistened off his body. To me he was a god or he had been a god in a past life, but now he was just here for my viewing pleasure. He stood still for a few more minutes, looking out towards the surf and into the sun that was just beginning to set.
I still stood off to the side, admiring the beautiful sight in front of me. Really, could he be anymore perfect? He was tall, dark, and handsome. He also had a beautiful voice and rocked the guitar. But he would never admit it to any of his friends. I was one of the select few that had ever heard him sing before.
The wind coming off the ocean stung my eyes, but I continued to stare at the boy in front of me. It once again picked up on the Jersey shore and this time I felt myself wrapping my arms around my body and letting out a loud gasp. This must have been enough for him to realize he wasn’t on this beach alone. His gaze was tore away from the lowering sun and into my emerald green eyes.
And like that, I swore all the oxygen escape from my body. My heart beat stopped, he was just too beautiful. There was no way in the word he could have been a human. It just wasn’t possible. My eyes once again settled on his perfectly sculptured chest, which also didn’t look human. I think I may have stared a little too long, because once my eyes traveled back up to his face, a small smirk played on his pale pink lips.
I knew that smirk, he wore it a lot. But never once had he given it to me. His legs began to move, as he inched his way closer to me. It wasn’t long to before he was standing a mere two inches in front of me. His infamous smirk turned into to an awarding winning smile in a matter of seconds. My heart rate raced faster than it ever had before. His chest pressed up closer to me and he began to tilt his head down. I tilted mine up, eager to meet his. To anyone watching us, it would seem like we were already making out, but I had yet to feel any solid object meet my lips. I saw his face one last time, before my eyes snapped shut. I puckered up my lips in anticipation, come on what was taking so long…
“Peyton!”
What? No, let’s kiss not talk. I didn’t open my eyes, but instead kept my lips puckered up.
“Peyton!” the voice shouted again. I opened my eyes, but the beach had disappeared and I was now looking at the scene of a classroom. The beautiful, god like, boy hadn’t disappeared. In fact, he now on the other side of the classroom and was laughing. I smiled, he must have told a funny joke, he was actually a pretty funny guy. I just wish I could have known what he said.
“Peyton!”
“What?!” I said impatiently, I had a right to be angry, whoever had just been shouting my named ruined a very nice daydream.
“Peyton, you did it again,” I looked over to my best friend sitting next to me, with wide eyes.
“Oh, Nick, please tell me I didn’t,” I said, horrified. I tried to burry my head in my hands, to hide my growing blush.
“I wish I could…”
“He saw?” I asked, raising my head up to look at Nick, just to make sure he wasn’t playing some horrible prank on me.
“He saw,” Nick repeated.
I looked over at the boy once again. He was looking at me alright, but not in the way he did in my daydream. There was amusement written all over his face. His laugh sure was beautiful, but it would have been even prettier if he wasn’t laughing at me. He looked just the same as he did in my dream, as god like as ever. Except now he was wearing a bit more clothing. He was just too perfect on the outside, too bad his inside still needed some work.
I know he isn’t a good guy, but it’s just so hard not to fall in love with Joseph Adam Jonas.
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You came to me in seamless dream, slipped right in behind my eye.
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