Train and train and train. My body AND my mind. I refused to ever get caught in a situation like that ever again. Never.
-End Regina's POV-
-Jazz's POV-
I couldn't that I had been here for 2 months! My arm was healing great from the incident a few weeks ago. The doctors said I could take the cast off in only 3 more weeks. I was glad for that. I missed my guitar. At first, my teachers were ready to baby me because they thought I always wrote with my left hand. But, since I had had a LOT of free time, what with avoiding my dad's 'work', I had taught myself to write just as well with my right hand.
Today had gone pretty well. It was Friday, so everyone was making plans for the weekend.
Joe: You made plans yet?
"Nah. I'm probably going to just hang. You?" We were walking to the car.
Joe: Well....
He sounded hesitant. Got my attention in an instant. "Tell me!"
Joe: *smiles* I was hoping..... well..... remember how I told you about me and my brothers playing at the coffee shop sometimes?
"yeah....." What is he getting at?
Joe: Well... we hadn't written music for a while... and I was wondering.... well....
And then I got it. I froze.
Joe: *turns to me* Your music is just so beautiful!
"But... my arm" I gestured with my right hand at my stupid cast. "I can't play"
Joe: Well.... I wasn't asking you to be the guitarist.... not yet.....
"But then....." And I realized. "Oh"
He waited for an answer, but my mouth was still slightly open.
Joe: Please Jazz?
I was still staring at him. Then I closed my mouth, swallowed and then looked into his eyes. Big mistake. His eyes were PLEADING with me. God I hated his 'please' look. It always works!!! "Well... I'll give it a try."
Joe: You'll sing for us until your cast is off?
I considered. "Deal."
Joe: I knew you'd say yes! *He hugged me.
I giggled and gave him a 1 armed hug.
~Next Day~
I woke up and groaned. Joe had actually booked us to play to the coffee shop today. I was really hoping that we wouldn't get a gig anywhere for a while. But, I got out of bed and went to my closet. I picked black skinny jeans and a light blue tee. I had no trouble with the jeans, but like the last few weeks, it took me almost 5 minutes to get the shirt over my stupid cast. I slipped into my black boots and opened my bedroom door.
Joe: *holding his hand up because he had been about to knock* Oh.
"Can you help me?"
Joe: With what?
"My hair.... I could just ask your mom if you don't want to....."
Joe: *smiles* Mom's not home.
"Oh. Well.... I could just keep it like this. I mean... I brushed it and everything, but like I was going to.."
He put his finger on my mouth to stop my babbling
Joe: I thought you wanted me to help you
"Can you braid?" He nodded and I smiled at him and then led him to the mirror, where I sat in the chair. "Okay... I just want 1 long braid. Can you do that?"
Joe: Of course.
He grabbed a brush and started going through my hair. I closed my eyes, it felt so nice. He discarded the brush and then combed through my hair with his fingers. I giggled. Then he started and I almost jumped from surprise. He was doing a french braid! Why does he know how to do that? Wow he's so amazing.
Joe: Is that good?
I opened my eyes and smiled in the mirror. "It's perfect" He helped me stand up and I went on my tip toes, trying to give him a kiss. Why does he have to be tall? But he leaned down a few inches and kissed me. I wished my arm wasn't still in the cast. I had my other hand in his hair, and his hands were on my back, and my neck, pulling me closer. Then my back hit the wall... I hadn't even noticed him backing me up. I didn't even really react, unless you count kissing him even more.....
Nick: Guys? We have to leave in 5 minutes!
He was calling from the bottom of the stairs. Joe pulled his head back, his hands still pressed against the wall on either side of me, and sighed. He kissed my lips 1 more time and then moved backwards. I followed, slightly annoyed that we had to leave. As we walked down the stairs, all my fears started creeping back into my mind. What if there was a lot of people there? What if I forgot the lyrics? What if my singing was TERRIBLE? I sat down in Joe's car and didn't say anything to Nick or Aly. I hope I don't mess up......
-End Jazz's POV-
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A Jonas Brothers Love Story chapter 31by JonasGirl9393635 views
Cool. I'm also left handed and my left hand has a cast right now! And I'm writing with my right. HAHAHA.
gilliaaan 3 years ago
but i bet you didnt end up in the cast because of falling off a car door. lol ;)
JonasGirl9393 3 years ago
Where's the description?!!
redheadcitychick 3 years ago
sry.. my computer really messed up and didn't publish it the 1st time so i hadda rewrite it all.... sorry it took so long, its up now tho
JonasGirl9393 3 years ago
no descpition...... ;[
xxlillianxx19 3 years ago
sry.. my computer really messed up and didn't publish it the 1st time so i hadda rewrite it all.... sorry it took so long, its up now tho
JonasGirl9393 3 years ago