A twenty-one year old woman walked on the sidewalk. The sunlight hit her in the perfect places. Her brown hair glowed and her skin looked flawless. The sunglasses hid her dark, mysterious eyes. She strode into the studio. Her manager wanted to meet with her for plans of her album coming out, second music video for the album and a possible tour next summer. Her phone rang and she dug through her purse to pick it up. "Hello?"
"Superstar! Where are you? Meeting starts in ten!" her manager said as soon as he could.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," she laughed. "I'm actually on my way up. See you soon!" She punched the elevator button and hung up. As she took her sunglasses off, the door opened and she stepped into the elevator. She had become so successful. Her big break started when she was merely fifteen.
She smiled at the memories. The elevator 'dinged', signaling that she was now on the sixth floor. She stepped out of the elevator and started to walk down the hall. A man ran down the hall yelling, "Wait! Hold the elevator!" Unfortunately, the elevator closed. "Ugh, damn it!" Something in his voice and features caught her eye. That voice. The light-cocoa eyes. "Joseph Adam Jonas."
"What?" his eyes searched hers. His lips turned into a slight smile. "Well if it isn't Demetria Devonne Lovato."
Demi returned her smile. "How's the big player?"
Joe's smile turned into a slight smirk. "Oh, so Miss Superstar is keeping up with my life?"
"Well, the tabloids are there for a reason," she teased. "Seems like you're keeping up with mine, too. You know, the nickname and all."
He laughed. "Maybe. So what are you doing here?"
"I have a meeting in about," she looked down at her phone. "five minutes. Crap, I should get going. Great seeing you, though."
"You too," he said punching the elevator's 'down' button. She turned away and was about to walk when he grabbed her arm. "Demi, if you ever need anything, you know my number."
Demi nodded, gave a small smile and walked away. Joe Jonas, a Jonas Brother. How could they act so cool around each other when the last time they spoke was on the Camp Rock 2 Tour back in 2010? She needed to shake it off and focus on the meeting at hand.
"Demi, you made it barely on time!" her manager told her.
"I know, I know. I'm sorry! I got stopped by an old friend," she slightly smiled to herself.
"Well, anyway, here's what's up: the next song we're choosing for a music video will be..." Demi pretended to pay attention, but really her mind was on Joe. Why were they acting like old best friends instead of terrible ex's? She was so confused. Her mind reeled back to when she was fifteen.
"Demi! You got the part!" Joe, only eighteen, made his way to a pure and innocent Demi.
She laughed. "Yes, I did! Glad I didn't make JONAS, huh?" They both shared a laugh. "So, which part did you get, Joe?"
"Shane," he said sheepishly. He already knew what part she had.
"I'm playing Mitchie," she slightly blushed.
He gave a soft laugh. "Well, this is going to be fun." He put his arm around her, in an innocent, brotherly way (at the time), and led her to the room where they would be reading the script.
Demi smiled a little at the memory of the innocent boy and girl they once were.
"Oh, so you like the idea?" someone in the conference room said.
"Yeah, totally," Demi said, still in the memories of her and Joe.
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You're My Exception
FanfictionMore than three years after the Joe Jonas/Demi Lovato or 'Jemi' breakup, they have gone their separate ways. When they run into each other, will fate bring them together or will they have to fight for each other?
