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Who Will I Be? A Jonas Sister Story: Chapter Two

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"Where are you going!?" Mom demanded.


I turned and glared at her.


"SCHOOL!" I yelled, slamming the door.


Big mistake
.
The second I walked out the door, cameras flashed and I could hear my name being shouted from every direction.
If only my family could give me this kind of attention, and NOT the stupid paperatzee...(I have NO clue how to spell that! :-P )
I took a deep breath and walked through the sea of reporters.

They followed me to school.
Nosey reporters.

Seeing the cameras, a bunch of girls gathered around me. They made me feel claustraphobic.
You know those fake friends I mentioned? These seven girls were sure to be my fake friends at THIS school.
One girl whose name I obviously didn't know put her elbow on my shoulder. "Yeah, the Jonas Sister and I are like BFFL!" She announced proudly to the reporters. I just stood there with my eyebrow raised.
The bell rang so I pushed the girl's, whose name I found out was Amber, elbow off me and ran inside. I found out my locker number and went to go put my stuff away.
556, great, a bottom locker. You'd think they'd do better for a Jonas. Apparently NOT. Standing above my locker was a boy that I knew would be nothing but trouble. His hair was jet black like mine, his eyes were hazel like Kevin's, and he was cute. Obviously popular, and popular kids were trouble.

I gathered my last bit of courage and walked over.


Preppy boy's backpack was in front of my locker so I politely (sp? haha) moved it out of the way.
He looked down at me.
"You're new here"
It was said just like that. Not a question, not a statement. My genius response was "yup". At least I said it without looking at him.
He looked back up. "Nevermind. I'm Jared. You're that Jonas chick right?"


Jonas Chick.


"Umm......no. I'm MARISSA LE-ANNE Jonas. And I have absolutely NO tolerance for people like YOU who choose to calll me 'Jonas Chick' instead of my perfectly good name, Marissa!"


His eyebrows knitted together. Wow he was cute. Something about him made me WANT to be around him, but at the same time I didn't want to be anywhere near him. He was a jerk. A jerk that had the power to make me fall head over heels for him in five minutes.


"Sorry....Marissa. What's you're first period?"


I had already memorized my schedule. Although I was going for the silent treatment, I automatically blurted out "Pre-AP math."
"Me too."
Woah woah woah! Popular people weren't supposed to be smart! What kind of school was this!?


"You're smart!?"


Had I ACTUALLY said that OUT LOUD!? Crap. oops......


"umm...." Yet another brilliant response from Marissa!


"I'll walk you to math if you want." phew


"Uh..no thanks...I need to uh..get some stuff. I'll see you there."

"ok. Bye."

The second that Jared was out of sight, I shoved my head in my locker and started hyperventalating. Boys DID NOT like me.....for real anyways. I had dated this one guy for a week......he was just using me like everybody else. I had only had ONE real friend ( my brothers had become famous a few months before I was even alive so I was born into the press crap) and he was a boy, I hadn't seen him since I was eight.

The minute bell rang so I rushed off to class, searching the unfamilair halls for room 101.

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  • it's paparazzi** nice try though. lol

    loving your story :) check out my friend's jonas daughter story that she's starting up

    her account is

    JonasLoveWriter95

  • :) you should write a book! lol

    i love it!

  • great job

  • great!!

  • wow this is reallly good!!

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