THE NATIONAL JIJU

HOLLYWOOD MEETS BOLLYWOOD

*It was about 7 a.m as Nick sat in his chair with his sytlist discussing his choices for the Met Gala. It was too early for Nick to be making decisions like this. For Nick his morning were for coffee and contemplating.*

"How about this?" Ava asked as she pulled a black suit off the rack. "Its designed by Ralph Lauren himself." She said it as if she actually had to convince him to wear Ralph Lauren. Everything Mr. Lauren touched was Gold. 

*As Nick was about to answer a knock came at the door and there she stood. Her brown skin shmmered under the light. Her skin looked smooth as silk, her eyes were a deep brown that hypnotized him, her lips were so plump that it made him run his fingers over his, curious at the thought of what her tasted like, an her accent was more beautiful than any sound he had ever heard.*

Ava: "Hey Pri Pri!"

Priyanka: Hey love Im sorry to interrupt but I wanted to come pick up my dress. 

Ava: Oh no its..

Nick: You're fine. Come in, please.

Nick: Hi I'm Nick Jo..

Priyanka: You dont need an introduction. I know exactly who you are Mr. Jonas.

*Nick's perspective*: The way she said "Mr. Jonas" sent so many bad thoughts through my head. I imagined throwing her against the wall as she said "Mr. Jonas" over and over into my ear. But I need to pull myself together. I cant be acting like this in front of her. 

Nick: So  are you wearing Ralph too?

Priyanka: Oh God yes! The man is a fashion God. Ill be a fool to not wear this dress. 

Nick: Exactly. We should go together...To represent the Laurens of course. Unless you are already going with someone.

Priyanka: Sure. Ill have my people contact your people.

*Priyanka smiled and took her dress from Ava and said goodbye to Mr. Jonas. Thank God she couldn't blush because she would be tomato red. 

Nick: Damn she's beautiful

Ava: Calm down tiger. Save that energy for Met Gala. 

Nick: haha. You're right. Ive got to get to know her!