Daylight: Maroon 5 Fanfic

Chapter 3: Harder to Breathe

Chapter 3

Tori's POV

I was jumping for joy. He said yes! Finnally! My brother for once treated me like a mature adult. With the whole age difference thang, he treats me more like a little girl than a teen sister.

I walk up the the stairs, thinking about my own problems at school. And I have ALOT. There's this hot guy at our school who almost everyone has a crush on, who's named Mason. Yesterday, when I was at school,  he winked at me. Since I'm personally clueless, I have no idea what this means. Does he like me? Does he not? Wow I'm *really* gonna be a good matchmaker for Adam. I mean, what am I gonna do? Who am I going to choose?

 I took my hot pink lear jacket (Adam has a leather jacket too. Two siblings think alike.:) I grabbed my bejeweled camera, which I use to take pictures of outfits I like. I walk onto the L.A. streets. Everyones out today, the sun's out, 70 degrees, gorgeous.

I decided I was going to take pictures of girls that I think Adam would pair well with, which is going to be complicated. And, oh yeah, I don't want to look like a stalker. 

I see girl number 1. She has perfect auburn hair that swishes whenever she moves. Turqoise dress. Golden Aviators. Peep toe heels. Absolutely perfect! See outfit on polyvore: http://www.polyvore.com/girl_hailey/set?id=66657283

I cleverly duck down to take a snapshot. I turn around to see a bunch of people surrounding me. When did they get here?! " So here we have Tori Levine, sister of Adam Levine. We see your taking pictures of street styles. Do you want to be a photographer when you grow up?" Then I awkardly replied,"Um, yeah, It's always been a dream of mine. And to be a fashion designer." "So that's why your here?" Ok, should I tell everyone why I'm actually taking pictures? Would Adam be embarrassed. Oh well, YOLO.

" No, I'm here because, well, I'm going to be a matchmaker for my brother, Adam." I could hear gasps. The reporter slowly said, "Do you have any experience with this? I mean, he is a celebrity, TV star,  Singer...." I could hear shouts from the crowd. "You won't find anyone good for him!" "Don't even try!" "You probaly don't even have any experience with love! You probaly don't even have a BOYFRIEND!" 

That last comment hit me wrong. Thats right. I don't have a boyfriend. All my friends do. Mason probaly was winking to someone else. All of my crushes probaly don't like me back either. *AHH* I'm soo tired of this! I run to the wishing fountain, when this girl stops my almost tears. "Hi, are you okay? My names's Alyssa. Here, lets talk."