Disclaimer : I still do not own the Jonas Brothers, and I own 1/3 of the characters. I own the plot, and I do not own any of the music. I am not affiliated with Disney in no way at all.
Warning : Rated M. In this chapter there is drug references and use , alcohol consumtion by the characters, and sexual scenes. This is not for the light or faint of heart.
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EmilyAnn.93
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Juliet's Point of view.
"Do you seriously expect me to go to that party?" I asked shocked. I seriously could not believe that Nicholas Jonas my best friend from since forever, who had never even touched alcohol except for in church when they give it to you. Was trying to coax me into going to a party, and for your information, it's that type of a party.
"No, I don't expect you. Nobody does, I just thought it'd be cool. I mean, we're not going to be teens forever. I just thought you might like to share your first party with me." Stated Nick. But, he was right. No one did expect me to go, they all expected Nick to at some point, because it was in his 'blood', Joe was nick's brother. Joe was a hard partier. Joe was what nick was expected to become. But for me, there were no expectations. I was considered nobody in the partying world. And we both knew that.
I sighed, quietly throwing away my morals. Something like what Joseph Jonas had done right before his first drink. Something he had done before his first time,
And something he had certainly done at his first party. Many people have made this mistake, just throwing away all they believe in; trading their stable lives for, what turns out to be a life of never knowing what could happen or when it could happen.
"So, you will?" he asked hopefully. "I'll be right there with you, just like we promised when we were younger." He nudged my side, making me crack a small smile.
"You remembered?" I laughed.
"Of course! We pinky swore, I don't pinky swear to just anybody!" He smiled genuinely. "We promised that we'd do our first's together, no matter what."
"Wait, does that mean…" I laughed, giving him an once-over.
"Ha," He laughed awkwardly.
"I'm kidding, completely!" I laughed at his awkwardness.
"Okay, good you had me scared. I don't really think about that." He laughed.
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I fixed the last piece of my hair, or to be more correct – was trying to fix the last strand of hair. I sighed, and blew the piece of hair out of my face, quickly running my fingers through my now silky smooth hair. My hair fell back into it's close to perfect place.
"Oh, come on!" laughed Nicholas. "Honestly, what are you wearing?" he sighed.
I opened up the door, and he seen me in a pair of leggings with a baby doll tank.
"No way. You look too nice in that for a hardcore party."
"Hardcore?" I asked, my color falling from my cheeks.
"Well, not really. I mean. Well – you know?"
"Oh no, no, no! I should not have ever let you convince me into this Nicholas Jerry Jonas." I quickly put my hair up in a ponytail, and shoved him out of my room, changing into a pair of skinny jeans a gray graphic t-shirt and a pair of purple uggs. When I unlocked the door, nick was standing there ready to drag me.
"Change your top, and we're leaving." He demanded.
"Fine." I sighed; I opened up my closet doors again, and grabbed my black shimmer tank top.
"Shoes?" he laughed. "You're going to be boiling in those."
"Ugh, you are so worse than a girl best friend!" I grumbled.
"I resent that." He laughed at my grumpiness.
"Fine, how are these Mr. Picky?" I had a pair of black high heels shoved on my feet.
"Good! Now, let's go."
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The music pumped loudly through the house, making every motion seem like an ocean of noise. The bass kept beating louder and louder with each passing second, thumping against the walls, against the china dishes, against the teenagers dancing on the floor. Above all the haze, and the smell of dope, in the corner of the room, two teenagers walked in.
"Why does it smell so funny here?" I asked, completely un-aware.
"It's alcohol, sweat, sex and drugs mixed together. It doesn't always smell so great." Whispered nick. I laughed quietly.
"Hey man! Good on ya!" Said some guy, giving nick a pat on the back. "It's nice to have another Jonas here, Joe lost his game once he got with Blair."
"No girl can tame, DJ danger." Laughed Joe walking up behind the guy. "Been a long time Ben."
"Hey Juliet." Smiled Joseph.
"Hi." I grumbled.
"Here, have a beer." Said Joe, shoving it in my hand.
Soon, nick wasn't anywhere to be found. I was left to fend for myself in the middle of the room. I seen Joe, Blair and April standing around, but decided to go somewhere else. I walked over to the couch, where people were getting high as a kite.
"Jules." Laughed Joe. "This doesn't seem like you're scene."
"Yeah, but this beer is good." I said, talking another long swig.
"You're not supposed to drink beer that fast." He watched in amazement. "Are you sure it's your first time drinking?"
"Definitely, my first time drinking." I giggled.
"What do you think so far?" he smiled, a hopeful look in his eyes.
"It's pretty cool."
7 beer, 5 shots, and 7 electric screwdrivers later.
"I don't even care anymore!!" I said enthusiastically, a huge grin on my face.
"Just don't feel bad tomorrow, when you're sober. It's nothing to feel guilty about." Said April.
"Do you want to go upstairs?" asked Joe.
"What about Blair?" I asked.
"Hey, Blair." He smiled. "Jules and I are going to go upstairs."
"FINALLY." She laughed. "I didn't think she'd ever do anything."
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As we sat up in the room, Joe took out a bag of dope.
"You want a pass?" he asked, rolling up the joint.
"Sure, just don't let nick know I did this without him." I replied.
"He's probably already after doing it tonight anyways." Joe said, looking up from his work, and back down to it again. "He's probably after doing more than just that tonight."
"What do you mean?" I asked suspiciously.
"Well, you know what raging hormones do." He winked at me.
"That wasn't by choice Joe, it was either that or you told nick I was snooping, when it was by pure accident."
"But you were awfully sexy." He said, moving like a snake. He looked back down to his joint, and quickly set it down. "I can certainly see why I've heard my brother moan your name in his sleep."
I was shocked. "Nah, it's nick."
"Oh, but you see. I know something that nobody else knows about the two of you." He said looking me dead in the eyes.
"And what would that be?" I challenged, laughing slightly. What was Joe talking about?
"I know how you promised that you'd do your first's together. Every single last one."
"Well, I mean. It's not like, " I tried to explain myself.
"It's not like we were talking about that, right?" laughed Joe. "When he said that, he meant everything including all those things. How do you think he'll feel when he knows I was the first person you gave a blow-job to?"
"That's not fair, Joe." I replied hastily.
"How is it not fair?" He smirked.
"Because, you forced me."
"Well, if you'd like for that first to stay a secret…." He smirked, the same smirk as the first time.
"Name your price." I sighed, knowing exactly what he was going to say.
"There's a few things I could say, but I'm thinking there's a few photo's, I'd like to take. And you did go to a modeling class once before."
Okay, not exactly what I was thinking. "Is there any other option?" I pleaded. "I'd do just about anything to not have him know."
"Or, we could…" I could tell he was thinking up of something evil and cruel. He made a circle with one finger, and kept the other finger straight. Then, put that finger in the hole and made a popping sound.
"Oh my god! No."
"Option number one then. Or I could just tell nick." He took out his I phone and pressed 4 Nick was on speed dial.
"Hello?" nick answered after a few rings.
"I'm sorry." I whispered, and then hung it up. "Okay, lets do this."
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Shorty wanna thug, bottles in the club, shorty wanna hump ya, you know I love to touch ya, lovely lady
I picked up my cell phone after getting outside, I sure hoped it wasn't my parent's calling.
"Hello?" I replied. For a few minutes there was no response, but suddenly I heard a soft females voice say, "I'm sorry." I almost thought that I was dreaming, and hung up. What was that about?
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I also wanted to say that this story has been planned to get into a lot more detail than just what this chapter has. This is basically mild, compared to further chapters. If you want to stick around for the story but do not want to read that type of writing, I'll give you a fair warning.
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