Vampire Kisses fanfic
Jagger Maxwell/ OC: Emily Payne
A/N: Ooooh I am totally in the writing mood right now. (: Here's chapter twelve. I'll probably get to work on chapter thirteen right away. Enjoy and R&R please. :DD -Michele
~x~x~Chapter 12~x~x~
"So, you want me to hit on Lavender and make her forget all about Jagger," Brian said, summing up Rex's and my plan. I smiled widely, slapping him on the shoulder.
"Pretty much," I said. Brian glimpsed back at Lavender, who was chatting animatedly with her friends, but at the same time scanning the crowded club for Jagger, I knew. "But you better do it quick. I'm getting so sick and tired of her searching for Jagger to try and seduce him."
"But you said that Jagger wasn't fazed by her flirting," Brian said.
"Yeah I know, but it still pisses me off that she tries. Do you get what I mean?" He nodded. "Right. Now, when you approach her, don't give her your name. Be mysterious."
"Well what kind of name should I give myself?" he asked.
"Um … tell her your name is Pyro. Yeah, that's good," I decided. Brian looked at me skeptically through his black make-up.
"Pyro?" he asked.
"Hey, we aren't in Prepville anymore. You can't have a white bread name anymore," I said. Rex snickered and Brian rolled his eyes.
"Okay, okay. Pyro it is," he said with a shudder.
"Alright, now when you go up to her —"
"You're telling me how to flirt with a girl?" Brian asked with a scoff. I narrowed my eyebrows.
"Well I assume you didn't know how since you were asking Nate the Great himself how to pick up a goth girl," I retorted. Brian rolled his eyes, his King Bee personality leaking through his goth clothes.
"Please. Girls drool over me. You both should know that. I don't need Captain Water Faucet over there to show me how it's done," he said. Rex and I exchanged looks. Okay, hello ego.
"Uh-huh. That's how you won Emily over, huh?" Rex teased. I grinned and crossed my arms. Brian's smirk dropped immediately and I could see the rosy red blush filter in his pallid cheeks.
"Anyway, Farson, cut the ego crap or I'll pull a Nate fail on you," I warned. "We know how you are at school. Work your 'charms' on Lavender. Now go on." I shoved him towards Lavender's direction. I grabbed on to Rex's arm. "Alrighty. Now it's time join with our friends." "Do you really think it'll work? I mean, Lavender's pretty hooked on Jagger," Rex said. I cringed.
"Don't remind me," I mumbled. "It better work. I don't want to stand and wait to see what she's got up her sleeve to make Jagger bow down to her every word."
"I've never seen her dress that way, though," Rex continued, looking at her curiously. "I think there's a reason she's dressed like that." I rolled my eyes.
"Rex, please, we've already gone through this. She's dressed that way because she's a ho, remember?"
"You're calling yourself a ho, Em?" Rex asked with a knowing smirk. I looked at him, confused.
"What?"
"Emmy, she's dressed like you. I think she's dressed that way so that she can appeal to Jagger, since he likes girls like that ¾ like you."
My jaw dropped slightly at his words. This was Lavender's plan? To dress up like me? No. Jagger was too loyal to even look at a girl like her, dressed like her. I didn't care whether I dressed that way or not. She wasn't going to win.
"And it's no wonder Farson was all out to go hit on her. She reminded him of you," Rex laughed. My mouth dropped entirely at this.
"No!" I cried. "No, no, no! How can that ho remind him of me? Do you know how insulting that is?"
"Relax," Rex said calmly, "you're still ten thousand times sexier than she is. Lavender will never reach your attraction level."
"I just don't want to be compared to her," I said. Rex draped an arm around me.
"Yeah, yeah. I know."
We approached Nate and Jagger, who were chatting over a couple of Bloody Marys (although I highly doubt Jagger's was an actual Bloody Mary). Jagger arched an eyebrow at Rex's arm around me.
"Tyler, arm," he remarked and stood from his bar stool to drape his arm around my waist. He dragged me over to his bar stool where he pulled me onto one of his legs and took another gulp from his goblet.
"Where's Farson?" Nate asked, who looked a lot dryer than before.
"Rex came up with a plan," I started.
"For which Emily wanted to kiss me," Rex said with a smirk.
"Emily," Jagger growled. I rolled my eyes.
"Rex, really? No Jagger, I didn't kiss him," I said.
"Damn right," he muttered. I glared, but continued while Jagger's hand ran up and down the inside of my thigh.
"Well, anyway, Lavender arrived and she's dressed in what Rex thinks is 'my style' because she knows that you like girls who dress like me," I said to Jagger.
"Well, I do have my preferences, but I am only attracted to this cutie sitting on me," Jagger said cleverly. I grinned as I pecked him a couple of times on the cheek.
"Okay, continue please!" Nate begged.
"Right. So we sent Brian over to her to try and seduce her and draw her away from Jagger. Make her have someone else to obsess over. We gave him a different name so that she won't know who Brian really is. After all, he's hardly recognizable," I said.
Nate grinned at Rex. "Thanks to us he isn't," Nate said.
"I do say we did a hell of a job, ol' chap," Rex replied, speaking in a British accent. They laughed and did that knuckle pound thing that guys do. I rolled my eyes and laughed with them.
"Yeah, so since she won't know it's really Brian, she'll be left in the dark wondering who her new mystery man is," I continued.
"Oh! And we'll just tell Brian not to come back here for a while, just to torture her," Nate inputted.
"Ooh that's good," I said. "And babe," I added, turning to Jagger, "maybe it would help if you stayed away from the Coffin Club for a bit, to increase the torture of seeing either of her obsesses."
"Yeah, just hang at Emily's for those nights instead of chilling here. Give yourself something to do," Nate said slyly. Jagger grinned coyly.
"You think I don't already do that? I know this girl's body better than anybody, even herself," he replied mischievously. Nate cheered and high-fived Jagger as I stared at the both of them blankly. Wow. Wow, wow, wow.
"Okay, anyway, enough party-planning. I want to see if Brian's 'charms' are actually taking effect on Lavender," I said and slid off of Jagger's knee. I stood on my tippy-toes, even though I was in Mary Jane pumps, and peered out for the purple-headed bimbo and the gothic jock. My heart leaped with joy when I spotted the two of them.
"It's working! I think it's actually working!" I exclaimed. Rex, Jagger, and Nate followed me and turned their heads to their direction.
"Well, well. I never would have thought that that player would come in handy," Nate snickered.
"You're one to talk," I said with an eye roll. Nate grinned.
"Yeah I know."
"Well, maybe it was a good thing she came dressed like you. Brian wouldn't have been attracted to her any other way," Rex said. I winced and Jagger's eyebrow rose.
"Farson's still attracted to Emily?" he questioned. Rex scoffed.
"Yeah, who isn't?"
"Um, half the school," I reminded.
"Thanks to her. They're probably hiding it. Once we get Lavender to like someone else, you'll get your status back," Rex said. I wrapped my arms around Jagger's waist.
"Yeah, because Jagger only belongs to me," I muttered. I heard Jagger smirk and I knew he'd heard me.
"You got that right, baby."
