I looked at Demi.
"They're here…!" I screamed excitedly! I raced her to the door and opened it. There a guy stood, with short dark brown hair, and glasses that surely weren't prescription. I could tell he had pretty dark brown eyes, and he was wearing washed out blue jeans, and a navy sweatshirt.
"Hey, I'm Joe." He smiled and shook my hand, followed by Demi's. He was very attractive, and I knew I could get used to him staying here.
"I'm Miley. And this is my best friend Demi." I said with a smile. I looked at Demi who was just staring. "Um, Demi." I elbowed her.
She fell forward a bite and bit her lip. "I'm sorry… You just look really familiar…" She said, looking at Joe once again. I took another glance at Joe. Now that she mentioned it, he did.
"I think everyone knows Joe Grey." He said with a laugh. Joe Grey? No way. No way in hell did Demi and I just become roommates with a former high school student.
"Joe Grey?!" We both shrieked in unison.
"That's my name, don't wear it out." He said with a laugh. I looked at Demi.
"We went to high school together, I'm Miley Stewart." I said as if it was obvious. "And that's Demi Torres." I said with a cute grin.
His mouth dropped as he examined both of us. "No way! No way in hell!" He laughed pulling us into a hug. "How could I not have recognized you, I mean I know you all were a year younger, but I remembered my younger friends." He paused and shook his head with a smile. "This is wild, I mean really."
"I know." I replied with a smile. "So, where's the other guy?"
"Oh my brother will be up in a second." No. No he did not just say that. Please god, let him be talking about Kevin. Or another brother I didn't know of. Or even a best friend who he considered a brother. Just not Nick. Please no Nick Grey.
"Some one say brother?" I heard a voice say. In walked in a guy holding a box over his face. He was wearing blue jeans, and a pair of Nike's. He set the box down and my eyes immediately locked with his chocolate brown eyes. His beautiful chocolate brown eyes… And his curly brown hair that fell onto his face and- no. Stop.
"Stewart." He choked out. Isn't that wonderful? He recognized me and referred to me by my last name. And now, I'd be living with Nick Grey, Joe Grey, and Demi. What the hell was I going to do?
I just stared. Every time I tried to open my mouth, my throat went dry. He had gotten taller, his hair was shorter, and he had become muscular. He was dare I say it-sexy. His white t-shirt with the words "Elvis Costello and the Attractions" went across his buff chest. With all my willpower, I didn't lick my lips from the sight of him smirking.
"Nick Grey, I'll be damned." Demi said with a smile. I turned to look at her who hugged him. "We may not have gotten along very well in high school, but you know, we can make things work." She said with a friendly smile and wink.
Joe wrapped his around Nick. "You're going to be nice to Miley rigghhtt?" He asked extending the syllables of the last word. Nick looked at me with that gorgeous gaze of his.
"If it suits me Slutty Stewart." He replied pushing past me with his shoulder blade. I don't believe this is going to be fun… At all.
"Watch your mouth Grey." I finally barked back. He turned around and smiled.
"Ah, so she speaks. So where's that blonde bimbo of a boyfriend of yours these days?"
I sucked in my breath. "We broke up before I left for college. We're friends now though." I said sharply.
"Friends? Sure, that's just his excuse to sleep with you every day." He said with a wide grin.
I practically almost jumped onto him, but Demi knew me too well and blocked me before I could. "So, how about we show you to your rooms?" Demi asked to distract me from killing Nick.
"I want the one with the bathroom." He said plainly.
"Well that's my room." I spat with a smirk. He put his hands to his hips.
"That's not fair. You all got first choice. I think we should do it randomly. Play a little game." He smiled.
"Nick, Monopoly's not going to decide our living arrangements." Joe replied.
"I was thinking something a bit more like…" He took one of my heels from the entrance way and cut the tape on a box labeled "Games" and pulled out a white box. Twister. What a sneaky bastard.
"First place gets first choice, second gets second, you catch my drift." He opened the box and took the sheet like 'board' out and set it straight on the floor.
"Hey dib shit, not everyone can play, someone has to spin." I barked.
He bit his lip. "Joe, sit this one out. You suck at Twister."
Joe rolled his eyes. "For the sake of your pride, and the girl's comfort, fine." He said in on the couch and spun the arrow. "Left foot red, right hand blue."
*For Rent *
I could feel him pressed up against me with his hands on either side of my body as Joe continued to call out body parts and colors. Would this torture just end? If I didn't want to win so badly, would purposely lose, and Demi already fell after trying to be Mr. Incredible.
"Game on Stewart." He whispered against my neck.
"I swear to god it he bugs you again Mi, I will personally kill him." Jake said as he pecked my lips. Nick approached us surely hearing our conversation.
"Yes, because last time we got into a fight you did some real damage." He laughed and looked at both of us. "If you win Prom King, and she wins Queen, god help us all."
"Shut it Grey, we aren't interested in your crap."
"Yet you're interested in that thing you call a girl." He smirked and walked off.
"Right foot green, left hand blue!" Demi yelled, taking Joe's place.
I moved my hand, falling over, and accidently sending him down with me. His body plunged against mine, and our palms were pressed as I moaned from the impact, and pain. And the pressure of a grow man on your body.
"You believe that kid? He's like a blood sucking leech that gets entertainment from bugging my girlfriend 24/7!" Jake groaned as he took another bite of his burger.
"Nick's not a jerk. He's actually an awesome guy." Oliver said sipping his apple juice. "Right Lils?" He asked his girlfriend.
"He's hot." She replied licking her ice cream cone. Oliver gave her a glare and she giggled. "What… He is… I can't help it. I mean he's like model gorgeous. And even if he bugs Miley, you still get to stare at him all day." She winked at me.
"I have a boyfriend." I replied lamely as I bit into my celery stick.
"Like that's ever stopped anyone."
"I'm right here Lilly." Jake groaned.
He got off of me grinning. "I win. You caused me to fall." He stepped into the hallway and examined each room. "I so call this one." He knocked on the door to show which room he meant. Of course it was the one I wanted, with the bathroom and pretty window. It had a pretty view of the city, and Nick just takes it away.
"Asshole." I groaned before entering the room that Demi had wanted. It was the second biggest, and it had an okay view. I turned to Demi and frowned.
"I'll deal…" She groaned before making her way into the bedroom across from mine.
"Sorry…" I sighed as I made my way back into the living room. Boxes were everywhere. And god knows what was in them.
Joe kneeled down in front of a box labeled 'dishes'. He stabbed his car keys into it and opened it. "You guys bring dishes or what?" He asked as he took the clump of tissue paper and old newspaper and unrolled it to unveil four green plates.
Demi looked at me. "I brought a few." She said looking down at the boxes around us. "I'm not sure how much…"
"Same." I added as I opened a random box. "I have pillows here." I took one and fluffed it before laying it on the couch. Nick walked over to the kitchen and opened the fridge.
"What do you all not have any food?" He asked with a scoff. I looked at him rolling my eyes.
"Grey, we just moved in, you honestly think we have food?" He took out the carton of white rice from yesterday that we hadn't finished.
"Eh, I'm not that hungry…" He said before shoving it back in the fridge. He took a seat on the couch and picked up a box. He examined the contents. "These are so not yours." He replied with a chuckle. He pulled out a few bras and my face turned a deep shade of red.
"Well they aren't mine and I doubt they're Joe's." Demi laughed as she was handed dishes by Joe.
"Ditto, I don't wear bras. I go all natural." He laughed in a French accent.
I looked down. "Those are mine…" I blushed.
He looked back into the box. "Your boobs were never this big." He dropped them back inside and picked up another box.
"So, I was thinking" Joe began as he wiped the dishes down with a towel, and then put them into the cabinet. "That we can all stay in, order some pizza, watch a movie, you know, get situated."
"Well then Joe, you gotta help me put together the TV." Nick added as he examined the clothes in the box.
*For Rent *
Nick's POV
"So let me get this straight, they just left us to put together the TV?" I asked groaning as I lifted it onto the coffee table. I sipped some water from the bottle that I had stolen from their fridge.
"Correction, they're buying some basic food Nick. God, don't get your panties in a knot." He took a towel and wiped the dust off the front of the screen. "So, this has gotta be weird for you. You know, meeting one of your arch enemies, and having to live with them." He said with a chuckle.
"It's glorious." I groaned as I got on my knees to examine what cords needed to be plugged in.
"Yes because you hated her so much in high school." He rolled his eyes as I looked up at him.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked annoyed.
"You know exactly what that meant." He scoffed.
"Where the hell were you Nick? Dude, I've been trying to find you for 10 minutes. Get this. Selena Russo asked me out!" My best friend Taylor Black yelled into my ear. I slapped him.
"I was uh, just walking around doing my own thing." I replied lamely as I stole a fry from his plate.
"Nah, you were terrorizing Stewart again weren't you? That's some fine piece of meat; it's beyond me why you haven't even attempted to hit that." He said with a laugh.
"Oh but he has dozens of times." Joe laughed as he sat next to us. The rest of our groupies hadn't arrived yet.
"Have not!" I groaned, dropping my head to palms.
"Well you do spend more time bugging Miley then with us." Taylor admitted. They were right I did.
"I don't know what I want okay!"
"No it's pretty obvious you're jealous of Jake Ryan." Joe added as he spooned some of his yogurt into his mouth.
"That's not-"
"Yes it is Nick. You've always had a crush on her." Taylor counteracted before I could deny it.
I looked down. Maybe I did have one.
"Okay, so maybe I had a slight crush on her in high school, but times have changed. That was 4 years ago. Not to mention I've had 3 girlfriends since." I smiled as I inserted a plug into the wall.
"I know." Joe replied blandly. "So, I'm liking where things are heading with Taylor" He said with a smile.
"I like her. She's sweet. And pretty damn hot."
"My girlfriend brother, back off." He snapped before checking the receiver. "And we are done." He said as he pressed power.
"Thank god." I fell onto the couch and flipped the channel. "Bitch you made me miss Jersey Shore." Joe sat next to me and snuggled into the pillow there. It smelled like Miley and her perfume. It was the same scent she wore in high school. She must really not have changed.
*For Rent*
I heard Miley laugh as she unloaded the bag of groceries. One box caught my eye. "Thin Mints!" I screamed before ripping it open and shoving a cookie in my mouth.
"You pig!" She screamed as she knocked the box out of my hands. I glared at her and stepped closer.
"Shut up Stewart." I got as close as I could get and bit the cookie in her face (I so stole that from Miss Congeniality :P) "I'll eat what I want and when I want it." And with that I stepped away.
*For Rent*
Demi's POV
I looked at Miley. "I now understand why you hated him."
She rolled her eyes and placed the milk carton into the fridge. It became silent, but I knew she'd open her mouth somehow and piss me off.
"So, how does it feel to have a former crush living with you?" She giggled referring to Joe.
Alright, she caught me. I have had the biggest crush on Joe since I was in 6th grade. But senior year, he had moved on to college and I dated around. Of course now that crush was puppy love, and now I plan on making friends with him.
"So Demi, you planning on asking Joe to prom?" Miley giggled as she slid the hot pink nail polish cover brush across my finger nails. She smiled at me and continued.
"Prom?! No way Mi. I mean… Not unless… Ugh. Never mind." I groaned as I watched her precise movements.
"You waiting for him to ask you?" She giggled.
"No! If I asked him… You'd have to go to prom with Nick Grey." I smirked.
"That will never happen. I'm going with Jake." She said with a cheery smile.
"And David Russo asked me, and I plan on going with him." I replied.
"Well than who's Nick Grey going with?" She asked.
"Someone jealous?" I joked.
"No! I was just curious which idiot would actually consider going with him…" She replied with a bit lip.
"I don't know actually. I think Ashley, Amber and Tess asked him so I'm not sure… Sorry Mi."
"Why should you be sorry? I don't like him."
"Sure… Mi. Whatever you say Smiley."
"It hasn't been long enough to tell Mi." I said as I placed a few plates into the cabinets. "I mean Joe seems as sweet as we was years ago, but I'm not sure. What I had with him was puppy love. And I'm over that."
"For now anyways." She smiled and winked.
Okay, so who DIDN'T expect the roommates to be Nick & Joe? Just curious, because it was obvious. Lmfao. So you'll probably see some of Taylor, Lilly, Oliver and Selena in the future along with Taylor, Joe's girlfriend. Think, Taylor Black… (Lautner)… Selena Russo (Gomez) and the rest should be obvious ; )
Love, Live, Niley- Jenna
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