It had always been my plan to glaze over the Bachelorette Party episode, so here is my beginning of Virgins...Thanks and enjoy! Pennie xxx
It had been a month since that fateful night where Nick and Jess established the 'middle school dance' rule. It was awkward at first, but with a couple of big events coming up including Winston's birthday and Cece's last minute nuptials to Shivrang - an arranged marriage set up through their parents, it had helped them distract themselves from their growing attraction. Nick spent most of his days taking out Schmidt to help him get over his heartbreak over Cece, and Jess was busy juggling her new teaching job with Maid of Honor duties for the wedding.
It was early afternoon in the loft, and Nick had just finished fixing himself a sandwich, as he sat down at the kitchen bench to eat, along with a cold beer from the fridge. He hears a door open and movement come from the hallway. He looks up to see Jess, walking toward the kitchen, wearing a mint green dress, and a yellow cardigan. She was a sight for sore eyes, and a sight he hadn't seen for days. She breaks his train of thought with a simple 'hello'.
"Hey Jess, how are ya?" Nick said, composing himself.
"Great, thanks! Cece's bachelorette party went all according to plan…kinda, although things did get a little strange with Nadia and Shivrang's Aunt, but that was expected. All in all, it was a pretty darn good night!" Jess turns on her heel, and goes over to the shelving unit and grabs a jar of salsa. "Can I have some of these?" pointing to a packet of corn chips.
"Sure" Nick says, slowly taking a sip of his beer, and lightly gargling the liquid, realizing what he had just done, he gulps the liquid down quickly. Jess awkwardly shifts at his action, but continues on. She gets a bowl, and pours a few chips into it for her snack. She turns to the jar of salsa and attempts to open it. Nick watches her struggle with the jar, and chews on his lower lip, he can't help but find it extremely hot. Jess, freezes and looks over at Nick who looks at her back. She turns her back, and continues to try to open the jar. "You know, I can help you with that Jess" Nick said quietly. He gets up from the stool, and walks up to her.
"I don't even want it…" Jess struggles with her words as Nick comes up behind her, and takes the jar off. her. She looks up to him, while he turns the lid, and the lid pops off. "Thank you…."
"You're welcome" he didn't mean his voice to come out so husky, but this had been the closest in proximity they had been for a month. Jess clears her throat and steps back, and Nick goes back to his seat.
Changing the subject, "So Cece's wedding is not that far away now, she is coming around today to discuss what still needs to be done. I would go to her place, but Nadia has her relatives over and its extremely hard to get anything done as they all continue to ask me to do the Monkey Cracker dance….it's extremely annoying. Do you think Schmidt will mind? Obviously we will keep all discussions to my bedroom…."
Nick ponders for a second, "I think he will be fine. You know, he has reconnected with an old girlfriend of his, and it's going really well. Like, really well. He is starting to resemble the Schmidt I used to know in college."
"Really?" Jess exclaims, happily. "I can't believe I didn't notice, I guess my mind has been elsewhere for a while now..."
Nick shifts slightly in his seat. "Yeah! It's been a lot of fun, and to be honest, seeing Cece might be good for him. She's moved on, obviously, and now he has…it will do him a world of good."
"Wow, that's great, thanks Nick! I can't wait to meet this girl, what's her name?"
"Elizabeth"
"Elizabeth. So classy, renowned. Great! I'll text Cece to come over." Jess picks up her phone and starts to text, as she bounces off to her room with her snack.
Nick watches her leave and smiles. "I'm glad things of have gone back to normal…." he tries to convince himself.
Afternoon falls to dusk in the loft. Jess and Cece are planning wedding details in Jess' room. "So I guess that is the seating chart arranged!" Jess and Cece high-five each other, the seating chart covering Jess' bed. "Wow, this is insane…we are planning your wedding."
"Like we have been for the last month, Jess" Cece said matter-of-factly
"I know, but it's like now kind of sinking in" Jess motions with her hands. "Maybe I should go down the arranged marriage route too - they have arranged marriages for white people yes?" Cece smiles, and shrugs. "It's just that you seem really happy, you're happy right?"
"Yeah…" Cece tries to sound convincing, Jess is oblivious as she is in her own world.
"You know what, I just have to put this whole Nick thing behind me. He is never going to tell me how he feels, or what he wants from me. I can't get hurt again, and not by him. He is way too important to me to screw anything we have up." Jess states. "So...guess who has just come to town and contacted me?"
"Who?"
"Teddy!"
"Teddy?! The man who…" Cece runs her sentence off while suggestively raising her shoulders up and down.
"The one and only. He wants to meet for drinks later tonight, but I haven't responded." Jess looks down at her bunny phone and ponders. "You know what, I'm going to do it. You and I are going to have some food now, and I'll meet him for drinks later. Yeah!" Jess starts to reply, and Cece smiles, with a looking unsure. "Let's get food"
Jess and Cece leave the confides of Jess' room and go to the kitchen, Jess walks over to the fridge to for something to satisfy their hunger.
"Urgh, there is absolutely nothing to eat. Let's order in" Jess sighs to Cece.
"Did someone say order? I'm totally in" Winston strides in from the hall
"Me too!" Nick calls, sticking his head out of his room.
From behind Jess, Schmidt's door bursts open. "What are we all in on?" Schmidt walks out of his room and his eyes fall on Cece. "Hello Cece." He takes a big breath "What's up?"
"Hey Schmidt." Cece says, shifting uncomfortably on her feet.
"OK, let's do this" Jess picks up her phone, and dials their local restaurant.
The gang finishes up on their Chinese food, and emptied their fifth bottle of wine, all laughing and in awe at Cece's confession of her first time.
"I can't believe your first was Mick Jaggar!" Winston shakes his head in amazement.
"Yeah, I was an impressionable young model, in London, living in a crappy cemented apartment block, trash everywhere. Met him a fashion party, it was cold and raining. So, I took him back to my gross flat…and there you go" Cece laughs
"Hang on. It sounds familiar…." Nick snaps his fingers trying to figure it out. "Rain Fall Down – is that song about you?!" Nick blurts out, wide eyed.
"I wouldn't say about…inspired maybe..." Cece smirks. Schmidt, smiles but there is a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"Wow" Nick claps approvingly. "I think that will beat anyone's story here"
"Hang on, you don't know mine – mine is pretty memorable" Jess says, intervening. Nick smile fades, and quickly changes the subject.
"Oh hang on, Schmidt – yours is pretty funny!" Nick points at him, taking a swig of his beer.
"Uh uh, no we are not going there!" Schmidt raises his hands in resistance. But Nick continues on.
"It was in college, and it was with Elizabeth…." Nick starts laughing
"This is why I don't want to talk about it…this is my current girlfriend…"
"Come on, Schimdt!" Jess urges
"Yeah, Scmidt, tell us." Cece said flatly, staring at him with her arms folded.
"Fine!" He finishes off his wine with one big gulp, and pours himself another. "It was cool evening in the fall, there was a crisp to the air in upstate New York."
"Get to it Schmidt" Winston hurries him up.
"Elizabeth and I were dating for months, only ever really clothes on stuff"
"Yeah, cos you spent all your energy talking about food and what condiments you would add to make the food even better" Nick laughed.
"Shut up. So we were in her room, and her roommate was staying with her boyfriend because the heating was broken. But things started getting heated between us, and we found some of her roommates condoms, and next to her condoms was some….lubricant. We both didn't know what we were doing, cos we were both young, naive and both virgins…" Schmidt starts to get embarrassed.
"COME ON MAN!" Nick yells, laughing.
"I was too liberal with the ahhh lubricant, and it went everywhere…and I mean EVERYWHERE, including her eye. We spent half the night flushing it all out with cold water." Everyone bursts out laughing at the thought.
"Come on guys, you know I was an awkward guy back when I was heavier. The point is, I still had game! Scmidtty made her come back for seconds" Jess throws a pillow at Schmidt, which hits him direct in the face. "No seriously, although it was not what I had intended, we laughed it off, and it was…nice". Cece stares at him, with a forced smile plastered on her face.
"What about you anyway!" Schimdt says, pointing to Nick. "Walt set up an entire ploy to make him lose his virginity in high school."
"Ahh, typical Pop Pop…always working the con" Winston reminisces.
"What does that mean?" Jess asks quizzically.
Nick clears his throat uncomfortably. "My dad made it his mission for me to lose my virginity at Prom"
"He set it all up, he hired a motel, and invited Nick's date along with her friends and myself to the motel room saying it was a party, and he lured Nick there promising beer."
"Wait, you were there too?" Cece asked, bemused.
Winston nods "Kinda, but this isn't a story where I lost mine – this is all Nick"
"You went through with it?" Jess said, surprised.
Nick runs his hands through his hair "Yeah, I did"
"You made Pop Pop proud Nick" Winston said, smiling
"Stop calling him that, man!" Nick says through clenched teeth.
"How did this work exactly?" Cece enquired.
"Well, it all happened after the Prom, and I followed the promise of beer at this motel room. I took my date, Candice, who wore this hot tight pink dress. I had my dad's car, and Winston was to come with his date, Mandy, and our other buddy, Dave and his date Hannah. But Walt made sure that they never showed up, having their limo take them to another party to distract them. I honestly had no idea. We rocked up, and it was the crappiest of all crappy motel rooms in Chicago. We got in there, it was dingy and dark, but on the table there was a bottle of champagne and a box of condoms. There was also a tape player on loop playing "My Heart Will Go On" cos Titanic was the biggest film that year."
Winston laughed "I remember her saying she saw it like 15 times"
"And above the bed was a hand written sign, by Walt, that said 'I love you Candice'. And that was it. We did it." Nick shrugged.
"Was it true?" Jess asked
Nick froze and swallowed a lump in his throat. "What do you mean 'was it true'".
"That you loved her"
"No! It was all part of Walt's plan. Candice was an exchange student from England, who left that weekend. I never saw her again" Nick shrugged.
"Wow. Ok." Jess slumped.
"What?" Nick asked, quizzically.
"Well, you lied to her. You banged her under false pretenses To her, it is a magical story of a boy who loved her, but to you, it was a game." Jess stated, oozing disappointment toward Nick.
"Well then, "Miss Know-It-All", tell us yours and how magical it was" Nick says, annoyed.
"Ok, fine! Like you, my story starts at my Senior Homecoming Dance."
"WHAT?!" Nick shouts, pointing at Jess, bemused.
"Let me finish, Nick! That's where I DIDN'T lose my virginity, but my date was a lovely boy named Scott." Jess smiled. "He was sweet, shy, and he knew how to do the Charleston! We had such a great night together, dancing and laughing, and drinking the punch…but we didn't realise that the punch was spiked. So the night ended with us throwing up in the nearby garden, with our parents picking us up and taking us home."
"You do realize Jess, that this is supposed to be a story on how you lost your virginity, not how you threw your guts up" Schmidt laughed.
"I KNOW! God…So, we went our separate ways for college, and I ended up here in LA. I was 22, and still a virgin."
"22?! Wow, how can you hold out for so long?" Winston laughs.
"Well excuse me for not being a basketball player, with ready to go Cheerleaders" Winston shrugs and lets her continue.
"Cece was determined to help me find a guy that I could lose my v-plates to"
"That's real magical" Nick says, sarcastically
"Shut up. So we end up at, good ol' Clydes Bar, in the summer of 2002..."
