Summary: Jay and Manny hang out a little more after "We Got the Beat."
"More"
Chapter 1: Party Hardy
She gasped lightly as he slipped an arm around her waist from behind. Resting his head on her shoulder, he smiled warmly. "Did you miss me?" He whispered. Manny looked to her left, and realized that it was Jay's head on her shoulder, not Craig's.
"Ew, no!" She yelled, pulling out of his grasp and moving away from him. Being the wild child that she was, she had thrown another party. Hopefully no one was fatally stabbed and killed this time. She had pondered over the problems that could arise from throwing yet another big party, but she had never imagined that Jay harassing her would have been one of them.
"Look babe, I pretended to be your boyfriend, the least you could do is give me some." Jay begin thrusting his hips forward, basically having sex with thin air. Without even knowing, she heard a small chuckle escape her throat. "Did I hear precious princess Manny actually laugh at one of my disgusting, dirty jokes?" Rolling her eyes at him, she chuckled again.
"It wasn't that bad you know," she said calmly, walking back over to him. "Do you not have any friends?" His face fell slightly, and she realized that that wasn't the most polite thing to say someone you barely knew.
Shrugging nonchalantly, he began, "Well, Amy and Towerz are long gone, Alex moved to Ajax, Sean's in the army, and...that's about it." Putting his index finger to his lips and tilting his head a little to the left, he began to think. "And Emma hates me. Never really considered her much of a friend anyways, but you know..." Without finishing his train of thought, Jay began to chug the whiskey he had been holding in his hand straight from the bottle.
"Bitch, you gave her a social disease!" Manny retorted, seeming to think that he had forgotten the schoolwide scandal.
Shaking his head a little bit, he said, "No, she gave me free blow jobs in a beat up old van. I didn't force her to. She gave herself a social disease." Chuckling softly once more, Manny caught herself. Why was she laughing at her best friend of all people? Hell, she couldn't help it. Jason Hogart was fucking hilarious.
Smirking cockily, he reached over and slid his arm around Manny's waist again. "I have a way with women," he said, pulling her closer and taking another sip of his alcohol. Slurring his words, he said, "You look really hot tonight, sweets. Where's your boyfriend?" She placed a hand on his chest and laughed.
Also slurring her words, she declared, "I went out with Damien for a little bit. And then we broke up-" she chuckled, "and then there was a rumor about me being racist. Ha!" As she continued laughing uncontrollably, Jay realized that the petite brunette was drunk.
"What have you been drinking, honey?" He asked curiously. Not knowing that little princess Manny drank liquor was a big thing. Then it hit him. "You're not a virgin, are you?"
Still laughing, she shook her head, her curls bobbing up and down. "Hell no! I've fucked Craig Manning, Spinner Mason, and I could have fucked any other guy I wanted to back then."
Blowing air out in between his teeth, he shook his head. "Wow, didn't know you ran around town like that darling." Pausing just to tease her, he added, "Well, I knew about Spin of course, cause he's my boy, but Craig?
When she caught her breath, she responded. "I know right? What the hell was I thinking?" She paused to think for a moment. "You know what's even more sad?" Shaking his head, Jay looked down at the girl. Now standing with her arm around his waist, he felt confident that he was going to get an easy lay tonight.
"He was my first," she told him, erupting into a fit of giggles once again. Jay couldn't help but to join in.
"That whiny ass emo douche was your first?" He shouted incredulously. She nodded, and gripped his waist tighter. Sipping whiskey and hanging out with girls were two of Jay's favorite things. Boy, was he having a hell of a good time right now!
"Well," Manny began, "I thought I loved him, but he was the biggest mistake of my life. He got me pregnant, and after I had the abortion, he went right back to the bitch he cheated on. Then when he came back from Vancouver, he chose to snort coke over me."
"Wow, that's some serious stuff," Jay said, actually beginning to look concerned. Manny nodded and rested her head on his shoulder. "I mean, who would choose getting high over getting a piece of Manny Santos every night?" She swatted at his broad shoulder.
"Oh, stop it, you pig! We didn't go at it every night." She paused, and Jay could see the beginnings of a grin forming on her face. "But sex was a big part of our relationship." Jay laughed again and rested his head on top of hers.
"Who woulda thunk it? Craig Manning, stud." He then straightened himself up and glanced down at Manny. They both started laughing heartily, and then they both stopped and looked each other in the eyes. "Oh, don't go getting all serious on me now."
Ignoring his comment and pressing on, she said, "Let's go dance." Jay shook his head, and a goofy smile came over his face.
"You're smokin' hot, but me...and you? Dancing?" She shook her head, and swatted at his chest with her free hand.
"No, silly! Grinding. Like sexy dancing and stuff." Jay smirked and swigged his whiskey again.
"Wow, you really are drunk." He shook his head and blinked a few times. "And so am I. So what the hell? Let's go grind our asses off." He clumsily removed his arm from her waist and she removed her arm from his waist. Reaching for her hand, he barely noticed her reach over and snatch the whiskey bottle from his hand. Letting his head roll, he grumbled, "You're really slick, you know that?"
She grinned, pressed the sickly green bottle to her lips, and let the spicy liquor flow down her throat and into her stomach. After she guzzled some more of the awful tasting liquor, she handed the bottle back to Jay. "Ahh! That was great," she lied. She felt like she could hurl any second. Seeming to be deep in thought, she began to look at Jay strangely.
"What?" he slurred. Damn, he sounds sexy, she thought. I could sure take that to bed tonight. Shaking her head absently, she thought, what am I saying to myself?
"Why am I even talking to you?" she asked him, grabbing onto his shirt and leaning over. This caused him to stumble backwards a little, and he eventually tripped over a stray sneaker lying in the middle of the hallway that they had been standing in. Falling down and landing right on his back, Jay cursed.
"Fuck!" He noticed that Manny had also fallen, right on top of him to be exact. She giggled and sat up, practically straddling him.
"You sound so hot when you swear," she said, and giggled a little bit more. Jay shook his head in complete and utter disgust. She had gotten way too drunk, way too fast.
"Um, what were you saying?" He asked, trying to ignore the fact that a hot girl was on top of him and they were both drunk.
"I just wondered why I was talking to you." She ran a hand through her hair, and then pressed one of her hands onto Jay's chest. Thank God they were in an empty hallway, he thought.
"Oh," he said. "Um, maybe because you have nothing better to do?" She rejected his answer and laughed.
"I could be out with Emma and Darcy right now, how could hanging out with you be better than hanging out with them?" She poked a finger into his chest, and Jay laughed. "Ha, Jay Jay's ticklish!"
He sat up a little, having to crane his neck. Manny may have been tiny, but she was not light. "Hanging out with the Jayster is awesome! And who said you could give me an annoying pet name, you're not my girlfriend...yet." He squeaked out the last word as if in pain. Manny laughed.
"Well, hanging out with you is proving to be not that bad. And I give everyone I know pet names. And...I think you'd make an awesome boyfriend Jay!" She leaned down and rested her head on his chest. Pressing her body fully against his, she also entwined their legs.
Suddenly, the pair heard laughter coming from another nearby hallway, but they were too wasted to even attempt to move. It was Danny and Derek. Gosh, of all people to be at her party, Danny and Derek would have been last on the invite list.
She heard a voice. "I gotta piss," it said. It was probably Danny, Derek was a little more innocent...well, as innocent as Derek Haig could be. Next, the sound of footsteps filled her ears and then she felt Danny kick her leg.
"Holy damn!" he whispered, reaching into his back pocket for his cell phone. He grabbed Derek's arm and pointed at the almost passed out couple. "It's Manny and Jay, they had sex!"
Derek shrugged Danny's hand off. "How do you know man? He's the blow job king! She probably just got on her knees for him." Danny shook his head and flipped his cell phone open. "This is going on my MyRoom page, man!" He snapped a picture of the two, and let out a guttural laugh. His hand then flew to his mouth, trying to stop his laughter so that he wouldn't disturb the couple. After snapping a few more pictures, he jumped over them and pushed open the only door in the deserted hallway, which Manny assumed was one of her house's many bathrooms. Derek took a seat on the floor and sighed.
Jay and Manny lay there in silence while Danny peed, washed his hands, and jumped over them again. They finally heard the sound of footsteps again when he and Derek walked back towards the living room area. Gripping Jay's shoulder for support, Manny sat up, and looked around. Man, were they alone. Even though she'd probably regret it later, she could have had sex with him and no one would have known. That was probably better than not having sex with him and everyone knowing because of Danny, King Jack Ass. Making a mental note to get Danny back later, Manny looked down and realized that Jay was fast asleep. Leaning down close to his face, she decided to lick it to wake him up.
Jay shot straight up, knocking Manny over. She started to laugh again when she saw the expression on Jay's face. He looked like he had seen a ghost. "Aw, Jason, were you dreaming about me?" Rubbing his eyes tiredly, he rolled his shoulders back and forth, trying to get the sleep out of his bones.
"Give or take, sure," he slurred. He stumbled into Manny, and then stood up. Once he was standing up as straight as he could, Jay pulled Manny up by her forearm.
Pushing herself onto his body, she grabbed his biceps and grinned. "You're strong, I like that." Jay nodded, and smiled back at her. "Piggyback!"
"What?" he asked, wondering what in the hell she was talking about.
"I want a piggyback ride, you asshole!" She then grabbed his shoulder and leaped onto his back, causing Jay to wince.
"God, Manny! You're not that light, you know."
"I don't care," she said, adjusting her legs so that she could wrap them around his waist. Catching her legs in his hands, Jay stopped for a second.
"Hold the fuck up a minute!" he shouted. "Where the hell is my whiskey?"
Manny looked at the floor and then looked back at Jay. Ruffling his hair a little, she bit his earlobe playfully. "Who knows? Danny and Derek probably took it." Jay was furious. All of a sudden, he broke into a run, heading for the living room.
Of course Jay didn't know of such dorks, so Manny had to point them out to him. As soon as Danny and Derek came into view, Jay charged towards them like a bull to its matador. He let go of Manny's legs and she jumped off his back. Danny and Derek were sitting on the floor with two freshman girls, laughing it up.
"And so then, the guy goes...I like your dress, but it'd look better crumpled up on my bedroom floor! Aha ha ha ha!" The four of them burst into hysterics, and then Jay stepped in. He reached down and snatched Danny up by his collar. "Where's my liquor, punk?"
Gasping for air, Danny choked out, "I dunno man, me and Derek didn't touch it." Out of the corner of his eye, Jay saw Derek shoving his empty whiskey bottle out of sight and into another hallway. Still holding Danny up by one hand, he went and grabbed Derek by the collar, too. "You two punks drank it!" The two boys gulped and Danny squeaked, "Sorry. We're really really sorry. We didn't mean to, it's just that we'd never had liquor before and w-w-we wanted to try s-s-some."
"Got a st-st-stutter?" Jay asked harshly. "You two little punks better stay away from me and my liquor or else." Extending his arm to punch Danny, he felt Manny tug him backwards, which caused him to let them both go.
"Wha-" He began, but he was cut off by her lips and he couldn't help but to get caught up in the moment. When the two finally pulled away from each other, Danny and Derek held up their hands in defense.
"We know you guys did it okay, you don't have to rub it in. Great job Jay, you finally got some, yippee!" Derek blurted sarcastically. Rolling his eyes at the younger boy's ridiculous comment, Jay turned to look at Manny, but found that she had disappeared.
A/N: Next chapter, more Janny action! Comments and feedback are greatly appreciated.