Belinda led the way into her living room, a smile on her face as she ushered Jonas into her home.

"And this is my home" she spread her arms, the smile getting wider on her face.

"You have a really nice place, Bel" Jonas complimented, walking further into the room.

"Is that you in that picture?" Jonas asked, his gaze resting on a picture on the wall.

"Yes, that's me in twelfth grade" she replied and Jonas smiled, walking towards the picture.

"You looked really ...