The epilogue of Unloved && Unfabulous is up! Thanks to everyone who has been reading this since the beginning - you're all amazing<3

**THERE WILL BE A SEQUEL && EPILOGUE. The epilogue should be up either this week or next weekend, but I have no clue when I'll get the chance to start the sequel. I need to think of ideas for it first, and then I need to find time to actually start it. I hope this clears things up.

~~nikki ♥

Well, I've never posted one of my one-shots on here, so I figured I'd post one of my favorites for you guys =] Tell me what you think:

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.