Match Made In Heaven;Episode 1 [by kneykney11].

Temp. intro by jemiluv4ever
Episode written by kneykney11
Joe's P.O.V;
There she was, my gorgeous girl friend. She strutted down the street towards me, smiling. I smiled back at her. She arrived a foot away from me and her smile got bigger. I got rid of the distance in between her and wrapped my arm around her waist. We walked in unision into the quiet little cafe. The warmth felt good after being out in the brutal New York winter. We sat down and she ordered a bagel and coffee. We started some small talk, but something seemed wrong -- different. The conversation that had once flowed was now stuck in our throats, almost to afraid to come out. When I added all the pieces together, it snapped in my brain, suddenly making the most of sense. Fear filled my body. I really liked this one. But it was happening. She opened her mouth, no noise coming out, as if she didn't know how to break it to me. Then, she spoke. Each word was like a knife stabbing in to my heart, "Joe.. I just don't think it's working out for us." I stared off into space, repeating the line over and over in my head. How did this happen every time? I just nodded and sat there. The waitress bought Ashley her order. She got up and patted me on the back. "See you around," she said. And just like that, she was gone. I sat there for a while, trying to process everything.. None of it made sense. What was I doing wrong? Why couldn't I keep a girl?

Two day's later;
Joe's P.O.V;
I secluded myself from the rest of the world after the break up. I sat locked up in my room, the dark. There was a beating at my bedroom door. I knew it had to be Trace, Nick, or Kevin. They were the only one's with keys. "Go away," I groaned. There was silence. Suddenly there was a small pop and the door was open. Trace and Nick stood there. They walked in to the room and crossed their arms, examing the mess -- me. "Joe, you need to get over this chick," Nick scowled. I just sat up in look at him in disbelief. Then Trace opened his big mouth, "There are other fish in the sea." My mouth seriously almost fell off. I loved them, they were my best friend and my brother, I had no choice. But they seriously had no idea what I was going through. Nick, has only loved two women. It didn't work out, but soon after they became really great friends. He just realized he was better single. And Trace is appearently head over heels for this chick, who I've never met, but appearently she's beautiful, and "the one". How did either one of them have the right to tell me how to feel? "Maybe Demi can set you up with some one. That's what she does, you know," Trace reminded. I rolled my eyes. "I don't need her help.".. He put is hands in his pockets, and his fully tattooed arms flexed just a tad bit. I tried to picture this Demi girl. If she was Trace's type, she was a rebel on the inside, but total goody-two shoes to the rest of the world. She probably had tatts and piercings in secretive places. That's not who I wanted to set me up with a mate. "I'm not ready any way," I reminded them, "I really liked Ashley. I thought she was one." Nick sighed. "Every girl you've ever laid eyes on, you thought was "the one"," he said, using airquotes to emphasize his point on the last to words. Trace just sat down next to me. "Dude, if you wanna fall in love, you gotta get serious about it."
I thought about it after I pushed them out of the house. I flopped back on my bed and turned on the tv.
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"Call 800-LOVE today."
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A girl popped up began talking about how every one had one person they were meant for. She was .. well, beautiful. She had a great smile. Great hair. Perfect shaped cheeks that complimented it all. And those eyes. They were heartbreaking. She smiled and laughed about who knows what -- I had not been listening to a word she said, just looking at her. Then her name popped up, "Demi Lovato." I was astounded. That was the girl who Trace was with? She was clean as a button.. I thought about giving her a call. And so I did. I picked up the phone and dialed the number. "Hello? You've reached Demi LOVE-ato. What can I do for ya?" that beautiful voice from the television answered. I told her who I was and how Trace was my best friend. She giggled. "I figured you'd call. Meet me at 4 at 6th street tomorrow and we'll talk some things out." She said a quick goodbye and then it was me and the dial tone. I sighed and got out of bed, a million things flooding my brain. I couldn't wait to meet her...and possibly find the love of my life.

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[jemiluv4ever]

okay...??? thanks???

[kneykney11]

you my friend are a fugging brainiac. xD

[jemiluv4ever]

ohhh. i read i wrong. :P blahh. but still. this was BEFORE we went over it! :P

[kneykney11]

NO DUH. i was answering your question. :P

[JemiSupport547]

you are welcome

[jemiluv4ever]

ok one. that was me. CHANDLER. and it was BEFORE we had made a decision. :P

[kneykney11]

thank you, Jaz. So did you. (:

[kneykney11]

Jazmin. I thought we already went over this.

[kneykney11]

thank you. (:

[JemiSupport547]

Whoo nice job, Kennedy!!!!!! :) Ya'll should post soon.