Panda: Sorry for such long monologues. My bad.

Nick: Big shocker…

Panda: *shoots Nick a dirty look*

Chapter 2 Nick's POV

At home after going to the hospital

I was sitting in my room with black (permanent) hair dye. I had school tomorrow though, oh well they can suck it up. As if I had ever cared. I should just get it the hell over with. I put it through my tousled curls and waited for it to set.

15 minutes later

It had set and my hair was pitch black, actually I made it look good. Maybe I should make my mom scream bloody murder…ha, ha I should. I decided to and slowly walked down the stairs. My mom dropped all the plates she had in her hands on the floor and they landed with a crash.

"Nick, honey, what on Earth did you do to your beautiful, curly hair?" She asked running over to me and putting her hand on my arms.

"What I can't dye my hair black? It's my life, I'm 15 you can't rule me. See me, I'm untouchable."

"Mom, what was th…NICK! What the hell did you do!?" Joe asked running down the stairs. Kevin following close behind, looking expressionless and unreadable.

"What is all of your freaking problems? I can't dye my hair black? Last time I checked nobody gave a damn about me, ever." I said and stormed off to my cozy place in my own room. Which, ironically, I was also in the process of changing it to black. I collapsed on my bed and stared at my clock. 11:23. I should probably go to bed. I am quite tired anyway.

The Next Morning

"Nick, Nick, get up its 7:45. We have school in 15 minutes."

"Go away." I said waving whoever it was away.

"That's it." Now knowing it was my mother. She grabbed my arm and dragged me across the room to my dresser. "Get dressed. NOW." She demanded. As she walked away I stuck the middle finger to her. I got dressed in my best black skinny jeans and ripped T-shirt. (We didn't need uniforms anymore.) I put on my combat boots and grabbed my bag. Kevin and Joe just looked at me funny and we left. I showed up at school and every gasped quite audibly. If they said anything I would simply just tell them to go screw off. After lunch I sat walked off school grounds to the field nearby with a bunch of benches. I think it used to be a par at sometime. I was surprised when I saw a muscular feminine figure coming my way. I looked up from the scars on my wrists to her.

"You know that never works." She said. The black haired, with a purple streak in her and her nose and eyebrow pierced and had at least 10 piercings up and down her ear. She was wearing heavy eye liner and black lipstick.

"What never works?" I asked little miss know it all.

"Cutting. Wanna know what does, though?" She asked reaching into her back pocket.

"What? Nothing could possibly make me feel better." She pulled a tiny bag out with little crystals in it and a tube in there.

"Two words: Crystal Meth. You inhale it. Here, try it, it works." I reached for it carefully examining it. "Oh please just inhale." She said opening the bag and giving me the straw and the bag. I put the straw in my mouth and inhaled it. I felt adrenaline rushing through my body, my brain tingling, and slight nausea. "You haven't done this before have you?"

"No, no I haven't." I answered shakily. She just rolled her eyes and grabbed the remaining meth form me and inhaled the rest. "What's your name?" I asked calming down a little.

"Ronnie Miller. Short for Veronica. But I swear you call me Veronica I will hurt you. Your name is?"

"Nick. Nick Jonas."

"Oh yeah you're in that band. Jonas Brothers. You wanna go into the city later? I live in New York City. I just have to go to school in quieter parts of New York. My parents don't trust me."

"Sure and yet you inhale Meth. Do they know that?"

"They don't know half of the shit I do. And they are just my mother. Who by the way doesn't have a driver's license. Dad left us when I was 5. Besides he was a druggie."

"I'm sorry…I guess."

"I don't care I do just fine without him. But if he comes back I'll get my friend Marcus to rip his head off."

"Marcus?"

"He's a gangster and carries a knife. He's threatened me with it but he respects me too much to actually hurt me. Yeah, my friends aren't the nicest people you would want to hang around with."

"Are you kidding me? I love the rush of adrenaline."

"Ah, I see you're an adrenaline junkie. I went through that phase. It was a'ight."

"Whatever. But that meth really works."

"Always has. For me at least. But you ain't seen anything yet. You should try GHB. Yeah it knocks you out but before you pass out it feels awesome."

"Will we encounter that at the party?"

"Uh…maybe but I'm not in the mood for it. I just want to get drunk and maybe hop in bed with someone and crash there."

"I wanna know what it's like to be drunk."

"Wow, kid you got to know the way of Ronnie. Oh look it's the end of the day. The parties at 5 I'll text you the location. Bye." She said and ran off and I slowly walked down the hill to the school. Joe shoved my shoulder and pulled me aside.

"We saw you on top of the hill with Ronnie. That's bad, she has a horrible rep. She does drugs, she drinks, and…she's even slept with some people." Joe had kept droning on and on but I zoned out because of the awesome Crystal Meth. "Nick, Nick what's up you? You were just sitting there all loopy."

"Huh? I'm not loopy." I said and Kevin grabbed the back of my neck and Joe smelled my breath.

"NICHOLAS JERRY JONAS!!!!!!!" Joe screamed and everyone looked. He took me to a corner and looked pissed off. "You've been doing Crystal Meth! What has gotten into you? You stabbed yourself," He grabbed my arm and rolled up my sleeve. "You cut yourself, now you're doing drugs."

"I'm just fine. Leave me alone." I said and started walking home. I could tell Joe and Kevin were pretty damn pissed off.

Panda: Ooo what'll happen next. Stay tuned.

Joe: did you just watch Tale of the Haunted Firehouse?

Panda: Possibly…

Nick: *kisses Panda* Hello beautiful.

Panda: *Kisses Nick*

Joe and Kevin: please no audio or visuals please.