JONAS' POV
The dull sounds of people taking in the hallway filled the air as I leaned against my locker, pretending to listen to the conversation my friends were having. The truth was, I couldn’t care less about what they were saying. My thoughts were totally occupied by one person—Brianna.
I couldn’t get her out of my mind, no matter how hard I tried. Now, I was starting to notice things about her. The image of her at that costume party would forever be in my mind. I thought about everything concerning her - the way her hair caught the light, the way that costume fitted her perfectly, the way she seemed bolder than usual.
It was crazy. She had this hold on me that I couldn’t shake, no matter how much I tried to convince myself otherwise. It's funny really - I had her at the palm of m
