Those Bennet Sisters Chapter 1: NO, a pride and prejudice fanfic

A/N: As far as I'm concerned, this story with this song wanted to be written. I'm not sure I am the first to write this, but if I'm not, forgive me for messing up your groove. Every time I listen to this song, I hear Elizabeth talking to Darcy.

(Reuploaded. Not sure why the formatting keeps messing up)

Darcy was in no way in good humor as he stood off to the side of the bar. His good friend Charles had chosen it because it was rumored that there was an attractive girl group that was singing tonight. No doubt Bingley had only heard the words 'attractive girls' and he was sold.

Preparing to drag Charles away from any unsavory characters or gold-digging women, Will resolved himself to his task and followed his friend inside.

The music was loud, canceling out what the singers were saying unless you were really close to the stage. The bar wasn't full, which made the whole thing even more pitiable and didn't speak to the performers' abilities.

As the groups continued to come up and sing, Darcy had to concede that as the hour drew later, more people began to show up.

What he heard above even the awful music that he was forced to listen to with the latest performers, was the laughter of a young woman.

His eyebrows furrowed as he turned his head to see whom it was.

Five women, all young, ranging from their mid-twenties to late teens. They were supposedly greeting friends before splitting up to go their separate ways. Darcy wondered if they were friends. They didn't seem that way by how they almost immediately separated into their own groups.

The concept of carpooling wasn't lost on him, though he was the one usually to pick up his cousin or Charles when they were going to hang out.

A hand on his shoulder had Darcy jerk his head around to see Charles had found his way back to him.

"Did you see her? Tell me you saw her," Charles called over the music. He smelled of alcohol, but Darcy wasn't too worried that his friend would drink too much.

"To whom are you referring to?"

Charles gave a groan, "Can't you drop the formal talk just for tonight. It's already hard to understand you when I'm not drinking."

Darcy gave a small smile and shook his head at his friend's complaining.

"How you miss her though, she's like the most beautiful girl in the whole room!" Charles quickly moved on.

This only slightly piqued Darcy's interest enough for him to give the room a quick glance.

There was a young blonde woman who was smiling with two brunettes, one young while the other looked close to her thirties. He must've spotted her correctly because Charles was also looking at her.

"Isn't she beautiful?"

Figuring his friend wanted an agreement more than his actual opinion, Darcy conceded that she was pretty.

It apparently was an underwhelming response to Bingley who just gawked up at him.

"Well I'll leave you to your opinion, I'm going to go see if I can get her name. Maybe even her number," the last part was said with a roguish grin before moving away.

"Perhaps it would be better if I accompany you," Darcy offered. Talking to shallow women was the last thing he wanted to do, but he needed to be near his friend in case he needed rescuing.

"Better stay her, Darce. Sorry, but I don't need you scaring any ladies off with your glare."

"Glare?" Darcy furrowed his brows even more, not even aware of how unapproachable he looked.

Bingley clapped his older friend on the shoulder before moving away.

Will was standing by himself for about five minutes before Bingley returned with a weak smile.

"In a relationship?" Darcy asked, guessing a lady that pretty was already taken.

"No actually. She said she wasn't looking to start a relationship with a guy from a bar. She was polite in her refusal though. Her friend and sister were too. The younger sister I couldn't help but feel she was leading the set down to be less harsh."

"Well, it is better this way. In the end, you'll find the right woman, and she definitely won't be found in a bar."

"I asked her for a dance at the end of the night. They do some slow songs for partner dances. At that point, I was sure her sister was about to suggest that they were leaving before that. I beat her to it by offering you as a partner for a dance. So -"

"No. I'm not standing up with some woman all because you want to get with her sister. Charles, there are plenty of other women who are far less complicated."

"Well, I want this one. Come on, be a wingman for once."

"If you really want a wingman tonight you would've been better off with your brother-in-law," Darcy scoffed.

"It's just one dance. Come on, I'll owe you one."

Darcy mulled over the idea in his head then turned to find his prospective dance partner.

"Which is she?"

Charles gave a huge grin and then pointed her out, "The brunette standing next to Jane, the blonde one. The shorter brunette."

Darcy spotted her and had to agree that Charles's description was accurate. She was short and a brunette. To Charles, she would've been about four inches shorter than him. Up against Darcy, she'd be at least seven inches shorter. He'd be able to see clear over her head. To dance with someone so much smaller than himself made him think he was dancing with his kid sister.

Darcy could only think about his toes being stepped on, no conversation and awkward closeness with a complete stranger.

As much as he wanted to be Charles's 'wingman', he wasn't about to degrade himself to such a task.

"I'm sorry but I will not be able to do this one for you. I might be willing to perform the duty of wingman, but I am unable to lower myself to 'babysitter'."

"Babysitter? She's at least twenty surely," Charles frowned, "She's older than your sister by several years I'm sure. You probably can't tell from this distance. Maybe if you actually meet her-"

"I'm sure the woman, Jane will not hold you accountable of your friend. Therefore, you can console yourself that you have played the role of chivalry and leave it that."

Bingley sighed and walked back to the bar to refresh his drink.

Will had only followed his friend's movements with his eyes when he caught the eye of the young sister that he had rebuffed. She was staring right at him with a fire in her eyes that it made Darcy wonder if she had heard what he had said to his friend. He had to speak loud enough for his friend to hear him over the music, but he didn't think it was loud enough to be heard by others that weren't near their vicinity.

Eventually, the eye contact broke and she went away with her sister Jane.

After the last performance, Darcy and even Bingley were surprised to see five women come up on stage. There were no instruments. They were only holding microphones except for the two women the men recognized.

"Darcy look, Jane's one of the five women," Charles stated the obvious.

Apparently, they were here to see these women. Darcy wondered just how good they were because the crowd which was thin at the beginning of the night was packed. Charles pulled his friend closer to the front so they had a good spot.

"You guys a fan of the Bennet girls?" asked the man beside them, "Jim Goulding. I've known the sisters since we were kids."

"They're all very pretty," Charles offered.

"That they are. Shame none of them are dating."

"What do you mean?" frowned Charles.

Jim chuckled, "Let's just say if you can get a Bennet sister to lower her standards and actually date, you'd have accomplished something that no man has ever succeeded in doing ever."

This gained Darcy's interest slightly, "So what do they sing?"

"They do covers and end their performance with an original. Mary writes the music while Lizzie does the lyrics."

"And Jane sings?" asked Charles.

"They all sing," Jim grinned, "Just watch."

Darcy listened as the childhood friend identified each sister for them before the announcer introduced the girls. There were cheers all around before the lights went out and they went quiet.

The lights dimmed until it was a spotlight on just Jane as she lifted her mic.

"I think it's so cute and I think it's so sweet

How you let your friends encourage you to try and talk to me

But let me stop you there, oh, before you speak..."

The lights then came back on and all five sisters were now visible.

"Nah" to the "Ah" to the "No", "No", "No"

Lizzie lifted her mic next,

"My name is "No"

My sign is "No"

My number is "No"

You need to let it go

Need to let it go

All of them joined in again,

"Nah" to the "Ah" to the "No", "No", "No"

Lizzie made stop motion with her hand and then an 'x' with her arms.

My name is "No"

My sign is "No"

My number is "No"

You need to let it go

Need to let it go

"Nah" to the "Ah" to the "No", "No", "No"

Catherine stepped up next, fanning herself as if she were flattered,

"First you gonna say

You ain't runnin' game,

Thinkin' I'm believing every word

Call me beautiful,

So original,

Telling me I'm not like other girls"

Lydia came up next, doing a little jig,

"I was in my zone

Before you came along,

Now I'm thinking maybe you should go

Blah, blah, blah,

I be like "Nah" to the "Ah" to the "No", "No", "No"

Mary sang next,

"All my ladies, listen up

If that boy ain't giving up

Lick your lips and swing your hips

Girl, all you gotta say is..."

They each posed for their line as they went down before singing the last part together,

"My name is "No"

My sign is "No"

My number is "No"

You need to let it go

Need to let it go

"Nah" to the "Ah" to the "No", "No", "No"

Lydia then broke from the group with Catherine, each starting on opposite sides of the stage and crossing each other's path as they sang together,

"My name is "No"

My sign is "No"

My number is "No"

You need to let it go

Need to let it go

"Nah" to the "Ah" to the "No", "No", "No"

Lizzie was next and Darcy noticed how her eyes were staring directly at him as she sang,

"Thank you in advance,

I don't wanna dance (nope)

I don't need your hands all over me

If I want a man,

Then I'mma get a man

But it's never my priority"

Jane switched places with her sisters,

"I was in my zone,

Before you came along,

Don't want you to take this personal

Blah, blah, blah,

I be like "Nah" to the "Ah" to the "No", "No", "No"

Mary once again sang her lines encouraging the audience to sing along which they did,

"All my ladies, listen up

If that boy ain't giving up

Lick your lips and swing your hips

Girl, all you gotta say is..."

The five sisters sang and posed for each line then when they repeated the chorus they switched to a different pose.

My name is "No"

My sign is "No"

My number is "No"

You need to let it go

Need to let it go

"Nah" to the "Ah" to the "No", "No", "No"

My name is "No"

My sign is "No"

My number is "No"

You need to let it go

Need to let it go

"Nah" to the "Ah" to the "No", "No", "No"

I'm feeling untouchable, untouchable

I'm feeling

("Nah" to the "Ah" to the "No", "No", "No")

I'm feeling untouchable, untouchable

I'm feeling

("Nah" to the "Ah" to the "No", "No", "No")

All my ladies, listen up

If that boy ain't giving up

Lick your lips and swing your hips

Girl, all you gotta say is...

My name is "No"

My sign is "No"

My number is "No"

You need to let it go

Need to let it go

"Nah" to the "Ah" to the "No", "No", "No"

My name is "No"

My sign is "No"

My number is "No"

You need to let it go

Need to let it go

"Nah" to the "Ah" to the "No", "No", "No"

I'm feeling untouchable, untouchable

I'm feeling

"Nah" to the "Ah" to the "No", "No", "No", "No"

Darcy just stared, unable to divert his eyes away from the performance. The song was something he heard his sister sing while she was wearing her headphones. He never heard the original but was happy that it was a song basically telling guys she wasn't interested in them. If she could sing these lyrics then perhaps she'd be able to say it in real life when an unfavorable guy tried hitting on her.

To have the song which he had liked hearing his sister sing to herself become not only a warning to 'BACK THE HELL AWAY FROM US' by these girls and say that not only were they not interested, but that the dance he had refused to stand up with this Lizzie was thrown back into his face and that his hand was never wanted in the first place. The lyrics now bore into him more so than before. Darcy couldn't help but feel like it was a challenge. He was a man, one that many women wanted. This Lizzie thought she was too good for him! It made him scoff.

"That's interesting. I've heard them sing this song before. Jane usually sings the first verse. Wonder why they changed it," Jim questioned out loud.

Charles happily listened to the rest of the performance of the ladies to, later on, dance with the eldest sister. Darcy only stood to the side of the room where he started that night. This time, however, he couldn't stop thinking about a certain short brunette.

A/N: Hope you liked this piece. I couldn't get the story out of my head until I wrote it down. The girls as sings who don't need a man and are happy single just needed to be a thing. At least for me.

The song belongs to its original composure and singer Meghan Trainor. Love her songs.