Being the son of a party god has it's advantages. For example whenever I screw up, I get away with a lot more by bringing up my dad's previous party blunders. Like the "incident" of '24 keeps my dad's mouth shut or the all forbidden New Years Eve incident that took place 3 years ago.

You could say being the son of a party god is pretty damn easy. Well let me clarify it for you, there's less of an upside than you think. My dad forces me to remember his less than stellar track record, constantly reminding me of whom he doesn't want me to be.

To simplify it, my freedom comes with a leash. I get away with a lot because of who my father is but as soon as he sees something that makes him feel uneasy, he pulls me back and he tries to keep me enclosed in the little world he's so lovingly tried to create for me.

I understand my dad more than most people but there are days when he's a complete mystery. He goes to some dark place inside of himself where no one can reach him. The more I think about it, the more I realize that it probably has something to do with his mystery girl that we talked about a couple of weeks ago. I found it kind of ironic that Jamie was like the girl he seemed to be hung up on.

Jamie….for the past three weeks I haven't been able to get her out of my head. She's insanely beautiful and sarcastic and original and I think I may be falling fast and hard. Ok so that's not a very macho thing to say but what do you expect, I'm Chris Keller's (a.k.a. the king of sappy, emotional love songs) son.

So you could say that I invited Jamie to this party tonight. Well not really invited her because I knew that she'd be there on account of the fact that the party's going to be at her sister's best friend's house. I more or less asked if I could be her date. Ok I didn't really ask, I left her a message and prayed to whatever higher power that she'd be there tonight.

Right now I'm in my room on the top floor of my dad's studio in downtown L.A. I can feel the hot air and frenetic energy being tossed around as people get themselves ready for whatever the night has to offer; I can feel it in myself too. I go downstairs to find my dad and to tell him about tonight's plans if I don't end up seeing him after the concert. I walk into his office and see him laying down a few tracks. For a split second, I don't see that trademark cocky smirk that everyone is used to; I see the genuine smile that I've grown up with. My aunt Tara used to say that there were only two things that would make him smile like that, music and me. I knocked softly on the doorframe to let him know I was there.

"Hey Dad" I approached him

"Hey kid, what's up?" From the tone of his voice I knew he could tell that I was about to ask for something.

"Nothing" I lied.

My dad smiled again, probably figuring out what I was about to ask.

"Let me guess, it has something to do with this Jamie chick and a party that she's going to be at and you "like" absolutely have to go or you'll die if you don't see her beautiful face." He teased in his best high pitched O.C. teenage girl voice.

I laughed and nodded knowing that it was pointless to deny it.

"Fine, you can go but you know the rules."

I rolled my eyes and recited the two rules that my dad had laid down for me form the age of 13.

"Be home within the next 24 hours and call if I need anything. I know, I know Dad, I'll be fine"

"You always are, Josh" he said.

"Ok, so if I don't see you at the concert, I'll see you tomorrow morning Dad" I turned around and walked out of the room feeling completely elated. I felt like I was floating out of my own body with sheer happiness.

As I was walking down the hall, I heard my Dad yell

"Love You Brat."

And as our tradition went I yelled back

"I love you dork"

I raced upstairs and tore my suitcase open, looking for something to wear. I decided on a grey shirt, a pair of black jeans and my dad's old leather jacket from his first tour. I spent the whole concert sitting in complete anticipation; I hadn't seen her at all during the show so I started feeling nervous. As soon as the concert was officially over I ran outside, got into my car and sped my way across town to a huge warehouse turned A-list apartment building. I parked my car, walked inside and made my way up the elevator to the top floor.

"When the doors opened, I found the spacious apartment in full chaos. In one corner was the d.j, in another corner was the bar and in the middle, there was the dance floor. The music was blaring, the dance floor was packed and there was a wealth of drinks being passed around. All around me I saw a blend of up and coming stars and the second generation of celebrity offspring like myself. I headed over to the bar and got myself a drink figuring that I might as well be slightly buzzed before I lost all my nerve and left without seeing her.

The Bartender handed me my beer, at the same time I hear somebody yell my name.

"Yo Keller!"

I turn around and see Zane Jagielski coming towards me. I've known Zane for a couple of years now; he comes to New York every year with his Dad so he and I have made a career of crashing Manhattan high society.

"Hey man" he and I bump fists

"Dude I didn't know you knew Jenny" he said surprised

"I don't, Jamie Scott invited me" I replied honestly

"Really? Man, she's like my little sister" he said

"Is that a warning?" I joked

"Maybe" he said in a mock serious tone. "Anyways last time I saw her she was out dancing with Jen, Cissy and Rhys.

"Wait, so Jenny is your sister, Cissy is Jamie's sister, so who the hell is Rhys?" I asked confusedly

"Rhys is Jamie's cousin and my parents' best friends' daughter, she's like my other little sister" he explained

I nodded, still not quite getting how all these people were connected.

"Anyways, Keller I gotta bounce, but I hope you find Jamie soon"

"Thanks Man"

He got up and left while I downed most of my beer, left a tip and headed for the dance floor.

The floor was packed, the bass was swelling and everything and everyone was moving at the same time to the same beat but at the same time it was all different. I felt myself getting lost in it all even though I had one objective in mind, finding Jamie. I saw an auburn haired figure leaning over the d.j booth that looked exactly like Jamie. I walked over and touched her on the back.

"Jamie?" I asked

The girl turned around, smiled flirtatiously and said "No, but I am now."

Ok so this girl wasn't Jamie but she looked a lot like her except for the height and the hair.

"Ok you're not Jamie but you look a hell of a lot like her" I said

She smiled "It's funny, usually people say that Jamie looks a lot like me and to answer the question you're about to ask, yes Jamie is my baby sister. I'm Cecelia."

"I'm Josh," I stuck my hand out to shake hers "Have you seen your sister around here, I'm kind of looking for her"

"Ah, so you're here for my sister, not me. It's a shame" she winked

I had to say the tabloids had nothing on this girl; she was all that the press made her out to be and more. I had to wonder how two girls who seemed so much alike were complete opposites.

"You do realize I'm jailbait, right? " I asked

She laughed at this.

"Sexy and clever, no wonder my sister probably has the hots for you. Anyways it was nice meeting you and I hope that everything works out with you and my sister."

"Thanks Cecelia"

I walked away and she called after me "By the way Josh, all my friends call me Cissy"

I went out on to the large balcony that encircled the whole apartment hoping that I'd find her out there. I walked around twice and there was nothing, just random people I've never seen talking or kissing or just watching each other from a distance. I had to say that I felt like the underdog in one of those sad boy band videos. I walked around once more, hoping that that old saying about the third time being the charm would be true.

I guess it worked because a few feet away from me, I found Jamie standing there looking at the city skyline, laughing with a dark haired girl standing beside her. She looked like an angel standing there with the city lights casting a glow over her face, without the sarcastic smile and a laugh that sounded like pure light coming out of her mouth. I walked up behind her, and saw the dark haired girl looking at me with her eyebrow cocked ever so slightly but she didn't say anything. I put my hands over her eyes and she said

"Zane, you jackass, what are you doing?" she laughed

I smiled and said "I think you've got the wrong guy, Jamie"

At this point she whirled around and looked up at me with those blue eyes that made my stomach drop out of my entire body.

"Hi" she said softly

A/N: Yes people, I'm giving you a party cliffhanger…Remember, the more you R&R the faster I update. Peace Out.