Let's Get Reckless.

“Joe that movie was too long,” I laughed, clicking on the Internet browser on my Mac.

“I agree. I thought it would be better.” He sighed.

“You aren’t the only one,” I murmured as I typed OceanUP in. I’ll admit it, I have a weird thing with reading gossip now. Can you blame me?! My name is all over since this movie has started. Jamie and Joe, Jamie and Joe, Jamie and Joe is all they say.

Parasailing Pair

Joe Jonas and lovely co-star Jamie Madden go parasailing on Waikiki Beach. So do you think they’re a couple?

Whoa. They put those pictures up pretty fast.
“Unbelievable.” I muttered, running pulling my hair out of the ponytail. I began tugging on a lock of my hair, my never ending habit. I’m pretty sure Joe didn’t hear me talk but he saw my hair being wrapped and rewrapped around my index finger.

“What’s the problem?” He asked. I just nodded my head to the screen, displaying the pictures of us at the docks today.

“Jamie, it’s nothing. We work together. Of course we hang out.”

“Joe we’re holding hands.” I said. He wasn’t even helping the situation. Almost as if he didn’t care. But how couldn’t he? He should be more worried than I was. I already knew Camilla heard the rumors. She’d have to be living under a rock if she didn’t. It was only a matter of time…

“C’mon, Jamie.” He laughed, nudging my shoulder. “OceanUp is always posting meaningless things. They’ll put up twitter posts. It’s fine.”

“Oh yeah, Joe?” I had a slight edge to my voice as I typed in another address. JustJared. I let my fingers put in my name for the search engine. All posts with me were accompanied by Joe’s name. There were pictures. Weeks worth, everyone one questioning if we were a couple.

Then I went to Perez Hilton. The fucking worst. And of course he put his little two cents in on the situation. Saying he was positive (and I quote) ‘we were sucking face out in paradise’. I seriously can’t wait for a chance to tell him off. He even said something about my bikini from last night.

‘Ooo la la! Jamie bares her body for Joe during a little after dark fun. Obviously there are more than comfortable being with each other like this, disregard Joe’s pretty little virgin ring. Oh these two are my new favorites! What do you guys think of this little paradise provided couple?’

“Are you serious?” Joe looked like he was finally starting to realize this wasn’t ‘nothing’. It was most certainly something. So now we’d have to take a trip back home and do damage control. Hah, I’ve never had to do that before. Just something new I’d have to be doing a lot hanging in the spotlight.

I went back to OceanUp and there were new pictures. Ones from us in the lobby! God those girls really need a hobby. I couldn’t believe they sent those pictures so fast. I let my eyes skim the little information they gave the website.

‘We saw Joe and Jamie Madden in the lobby of the Hilton on Waikiki Beach. They got some Johnny Rockets then went into the store.She was looking at some magazines while Joe was getting candy. When she was looking around, he kept staring at her. It was really cute, sort of. When she came back to the register he whispered in her ear and made her smile. Then he started touching her thigh. Then we watched them get in the elevator and kiss.’

“That is such bullshit.” I growled angrily.

“Yeah but look at the pictures.” He told me. I did. And there was one where it seemed Joe was touching my thigh. But that was in Johnny Rockets and he was telling me I was fat. Oh yeah, very intimate, hint my sarcasm. The other was Joe saying something that I laughed at when we were paying. And that’s what they mostly were. I couldn’t help and think we looked like a couple. That probably would’ve been nice, under different circumstances. Jeez! What am I saying?! This is wrong.

“Fuck.” I sighed. I didn’t care what came out of my mouth right now. This account was downright ridiculous.

“It’s fine. We go back home on Friday. Today’s Wednesday. We can wait until then.”

We better. I didn’t like this. I guess it was the anxiety of my first rumor encounters. They got to me, something I shouldn’t let happen. But sometimes you can’t help it. I also felt out of control. And that was a change. Well, a recent change at least.

“Check your twitter.” I ordered Joe. I followed my own advice also and went straight to my replies.

Ohh my gosh you&Joe Jonas!? That’s so weird! Do you love him?

Gah. That’s disgusting. He’s gross and youre so talented.

Why Jamie? Hes a popstar!

I think this is so cute. I can’t wait

So did he choose you over Camilla. If so, im estatic. She’s a bitch.

I wish you guys look. Youre cute 2gether.

Figures. Miley gets Nick you get joe.

You whore. Him and Camilla were perfectly fine.

I can’t believe you.

This isn’t going to last.

I didn’t know which responses were worst. The ones that thought we were adorable, or the ones calling me names. The concept was horrible.So many people had already believed the idea and took sides.

“So I’m the whore.” I sighed, running my hands through my wavy hair.

Joe’s head shot up from his laptop to look at me. “Well I’m the slimeball. Again.”

His phone started ringing and he quickly answered it.

“Whoa. Slow down, Honey. No that’s not it. C’mon babe” He managed to leave my room and close the door to his own as he took the call from Camilla as if it weren’t obvious.

Oh. I forgot Joe’s Taylor Swift drama. Ouch. And just when it was blowing over, this happens. So this is what it feels like to be a star.

[Reckless]

“Well it’s definitely going to be more intense out here.” I pointed out once we settled in the car. I was referring to the incredible number of paparazzi outside LAX. I shrugged off my jacket since the sun was much more intense than it was inside.

“Jamie, this is Big Rob. Rob, that’s Jamie.” Joe introduced be to his immense bodyguard. I almost didn’t want to get close in case he was mean. But he turned to face me with a smile and I relaxed.

“It’s great to meet you.” I returned his smile and he returned my greeting. The windows were down opposed to the AC and the air blew at me as we began to leave the crowded airport.

“So what’s been happenin’ Rob?” Joe asked, also looking out his window.

“Ahh, nothing much. Nick’s been going a lot of places and hanging out. Kevin and Danielle are stuck on each other. Frankie spends a lot of time with Jacob. Their family is taking him on a cruise with them so that leaves your parents free for two weeks.”

“He always gets the most fun.” Joe whined.

“Yeah. He told me he’s waiting to rub it in your face.” Big Rob laughed and I followed suite.

We stayed in comfortable for most of the ride until we came to my house. Both the guys got out to help me with my bags.

“See you later, Jamie.” They waved before getting back in the car. I waved back and closed the glass doors of my home.

“Mom?” I called. I smelled Isa cooking in the kitchen and a few maids straightening the house. The smell of Gardenia scented freshener touched my nose along with the cooking food. “Mom?” I called again.

I heard the clicking of heels and her voice before she was revealed from the hallway. “Your mom isn’t here but I sure as hell am.” Margaret spoke. For one of the first times, I felt afraid of Margaret. As my manager, of course she’d seen the pictures, speculated the rumors.

“Margaret i-” She interrupted me saying, “Don’t. I need you to just answer what I ask. Now are you with that boy?”

“No.” I answered automatically. She scrutinized me with her eyes before jerking her head in a sharp nod. “I believe you. Now come sit down. We have to talk.” She began walking to the office and I quickly followed behind her, my Converse padding along.

“Let’s start with the easy. What the hell are you doing with yourself?” Her nose seemed to scrunch at the notice of my shoes. I looked down at them, thinking how much I loved them but I knew she wasn’t thinking anything like me.

“I. Well I like them. They make me wear them for filming and they grew on me.”

“Oh hell. Now you and Miley really aren’t so different in style. Kiss you title goodbye, Jamie.” She sighed, almost disappointed. She commented on the rest of my outfit before going to the next subject.“So what do you make of this.” She slid a small stack of pictures in front of me. The top one was me in the store…with boxers and knee high socks on.

“We made a quick run downstairs for some things.”

“And you didn’t have enough self esteem to change into something decent?”

“I didn’t give it much mind, Margaret.” I spoke quietly.

“Obviously. Flip to the next one.”

I did and it portrayed the worst one, in my opinion. It gave the illusion Joe was caressing my thigh which is nothing close.

“Margaret I’d never be that careless. If anything else, I wouldn’t. It’s not what it-”

“No, Jamie. It’s not what it seems like. But it’s what it lookslike. It looks like he was feeling on you.”

“But-“

“Doesn’t matter. And these bullshit comments people write make it worst. Perez Hilton is one lonely faggot.”

In any case, I laughed but quickly stopped myself. I was already in deep shit with Margaret.

“So I have you set up for interviews. Since you weren’t here and you did so many before leaving, it’s just a few. Today and tomorrow you really don’t have anything to do. So go hang out by yourself or with some girlfriends. But not with that Jonas. His manager is having him spend time with that horrible actor of a girlfriend he has.”

I don’t know if Margaret has ever noticed, but I don’t have much friends. Miley and me being friends was a secret. I was certain bringing that out now would be really dumb. So that left Debby Ryan. Or… Brittany Snow.

“Okay.” I got up and left the room, dismissing myself before she could do the honors.