Disclaimer: I do not own The Great Gatsby, or any of its characters; nor will I ever. They belong to Mr. F. Scott Fitzgerald.

Author's Note: Something new!


{Written in narrator's perspective}

Jordan Went Down The Stairs, Her Movements jaunty and slow. She sipped the last of her tea. 'That Nick...' She smiled again. 'Gatsby wouldn't shove anything down. He might be confused now, since this is very new to him, but when he realizes what he's feeling- it will grow strong.' She sighed as she reached the bottom of the stairs. 'And nothing will get in his way when he rushes head on to posses one Nick Carraway.' She grinned at Gatsby who say at his dining table, looking tired.

"Nick has finally decided to rise amongst the living." She sat herself down.

Gatsby didn't look up from the paper he was reading. "You two have a fun night?" His tone was slightly clipped.

Jordan laughed. "The poor dear passed out as soon as I brought him up there." She took the teapot on the table and filled her cup once again.

Gatsby looked up. "Why did you stay?" He asked.

Jordan quirked a brow "He wanted me to." She answered simply.

Gatsby looked out at the windows. Jordan could see a green-eyed monster stirring. 'I should really stop teasing.' She thought. 'But it's so much fun when I'm right.'

"Did Daisy stay?" She asked.

It took Gatsby a second to answer, almost like he needed to remember whom Daisy was. "Ah, Daisy? No, she went home with Tom shortly after you and Nick went upstairs." He sipped his tea.

"Hm, yes. Tom isn't the biggest party man." She said.

"He was quite ruffled when you didn't come back." He laughed a little. "Might want to watch out for that dog." Gatsby smiled at her, implying Tom had it in for her.

Jordan quirked a brow. "Really?" She frowned. "Odd. He never acts suspicious when I'm at the house."

"Ah, well." Gatsby shrugged. "Take care of yourself." He smiled, and got up. "I'm going to go check up on the old sport." He left the paper for her, and went up the stairs Jordan had just sauntered down.


Next... confrontation...dun dun dun.