I Found You - Maya Candy (people reading books txt) 📗

name for a horse, or at least a unique name to begin with. I noticed Gem was different, just like me. He was special.

Anyway, last summer I spent over three weeks at my dad’s because my mom was very busy. It was a rather hot summer and each day I’d ride off with Gem and hang out near some lake. I never swam in it because I was scared, but I did enjoy the coolness it radiated as I sat under this big old tree. I wrote a lot there. I use writing to just rid myself of my feelings and emotions. Or just to have those somewhere organized where I can look at those and think of why I am how I am. I like the way I am, but it’s interesting to read some of the things I write. I write about all sorts of things, love, politics, friendship, world… my opinions and the way I think.

I don’t know what to think of everything around me, I don’t know what’s real or fake, but I am trying to figure life out. Mostly succeeding, though I fail sometimes.

“Honey.” My mom knocked on my door. “Can I come in?”

“Sure.”

She let herself in and sat next to me on the bed. “I’ve spoken to Mr. Jonas and he said he can meet you tomorrow around 5 pm, or on Friday at 2 pm. Whichever is better for you. He thought you may need some time to settle in, but I guess he doesn’t know you’re quite a good accommodator.”

I smiled weakly. “Yeah. I’ll go tomorrow, let him know.” I nodded.

She smiled. “Why don’t you call and tell him, or his assistant. But I think he takes most of the calls.”

“I’d rather not, you’re better at it.” I replied.

“No.” She said sternly. “You will do it.”

I smiled weakly again. “Okay.” I held out my hand for the phone. “What’s the number?”

“It’s on the last dial.” She smiled. “It’s not so hard, Belle. Just call. Be yourself.”

She walked out of the room leaving me with the phone in my hand and a lump in my throat and a knot in my stomach. I typed in the numbers and pressed call.

“Hello, Jonas Production.” A female voice said and I reminded myself to breathe. No nervousness.

“Uhm, hello, I mean…uh, this is… Belle Andrews.”

“Oh, Andrews, Andrews… ah, yes, Belle.” She said. “I’ll redirect the call to Mr. Jonas.”

I waited a few moments as the sound of monotone music filled my ears.

“Hello, Nick Jonas speaking.”

Okay, now I was unable to breath because this was the smoothes, greatest, most appealing sound I have ever heard.

“Hello?” His voice questioned.

“Uhm, it’s Belle, Belle Andrews. My mom, Lauren Andrews called not so long ago and she was given two possible appointments for me to come and talk things through. I would come tomorrow at 5 pm. If that’s okay…”

“Yeah, yeah. Sure.” He chuckled. “Nice to meet you, Belle… and I’ll see you tomorrow then.”

“Yeah… bye.”

“Bye.”

With that I hung up the phone and let out a shaky breath. Never in my whole entire life have I had a conversation this normal, if you could call this normal, with a stranger. Never ever. It wasn’t long till I just drifted away into the land of dreams… completely exhausted by today’s events.
Imprint

Text: I don't own anything you recognize, but the story line and all of the fictional characters are mine, and therefore I copyrighted the characters I invented. I don't own Jonas Brothers or Nick Jonas, although I'd love to meet them one day.
Publication Date: 03-18-2010

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Dedication:
I dedicate this to my best friends who always believed in me. :)