Disclaimer: I don't own the Jonas Brothers, I only wish I did.
A/N: More detail and introductions, but we're getting there. Make sure to check out the floor plan I made for the house, replace the dollar signs with periods, it screws up when I leave it as the whole link: http://toujours-rien$livejournal$com/7851$html
Nick's POV
Joe was shaking me by the shoulders but I ignored him. I was just confused as to what was going on. She shows up and then she leaves. And I didn't expect her to be so young either, she was probably Joe's age.
"Did you see her? She's pretty,' Joe was saying to me.
"You think everyone's pretty," I replied, pushing him off.
"She was pretty," Kevin commented.
"Of course she is, she's a dancer, they all have to be hot," I said sourly. I was in a bad mood but I wasn't sure why. Maybe it was the way she smiled at Kevin. Did she smile at me like that? But no, I'm being silly. We just met, I'm getting ahead of things. We were only going to be there for a few hours every day, right?
She walked back in after a few minutes and sat on a stool next to the breakfast bar.
"So why don't you guys sit down and we'll go over what's going to happen here," she said in a soft, almost smoky voice.
Of course, Joe rushed over to get the stool next to hers and Kevin took the other side. Not wanting to feel left out, I stood across from her, on the other side of the bar and leaned on it. She had a bunch of papers in front of her and pushed them into a neat pile before looking at all of us in turn.
"So, this is a live in studio, obviously. I live here and so do most of my dancers. There's fifteen of us here right now, but most of them are out doing whatever. There are four studio's downstairs in the basement and that's where we work. I'll probably have you guys in Balloo studio, it has the right atmosphere and stuff."
"Balloo," Joe interrupted her, "like the Jungle Book."
He had this cheesy, flirty grin on and she just laughed at him. Maybe she wasn't falling for it. At least, I hoped not.
"That's right. It's named after him. The other big one is called Dumbo studio. All of the bedrooms, bathrooms and studios have names, it's just easier like that, but I have house maps for you so you don't get lost."
She shuffled the papers around a bit and pulled out three pieces of paper, handing one to each of us. It was a floor plan with four sections, one for each floor. There was a name for every room and smaller names of people, I suppose the ones that live here full time. She was saying something but I was searching for her name, wanting to see which room was hers.
Angela. Serendipity, third floor.
"This is really cool," Kevin said, leaning towards her a bit. "How did you come up with all these."
"Well the people who moved in first named them. The bathrooms, they're just named for the color scheme, obviously."
"Alphabet Land, Shang'hai, Bunny Hole, Love Shack," Joe read off, "Ooh, I want to stay in Love Shack!"
She laughed at him until he started again. "No no, Ghetto Lair, that's where I want to stay."
"Maybe you will some day," she began again. "But people live there right now, and you guys are staying at a hotel anyway, right? Which one, maybe I know it?"
Kevin pulled worked on pulling a piece of paper out of the pocket of his tight skinny jeans. "I think it's some sort of bed and breakfast, I've never heard of it. Umm… l'hotel d'Angelina."
He said it with this really bogus French accent too, just like Gary did. I raised an eyebrow at him before turning back to Angie who was frozen in place, her face very white.
"Is it not a good one?" I asked, wondering. "Should we stay somewhere else?"
She excused herself for what felt like the millionth time and opened the garage door to step out there.
I could hear her on her cell phone talking to someone but I couldn't really hear what she was saying.
"Wait," I said, things starting to dawn on me. "Her name is Angela. Hotel Angelina? Guys…."
I had to stop, I was getting too excited.
"We're staying here!" Joe said, having to spoil my moment.
Angie's POV
As if having them here sometimes wasn't bad enough, Gary was expecting me to house them? It was just too much, plus the fact that I had no room. Not even to mention that there was talk of a hurricane coming in.
I called Gary and proceeded to yell at him for not telling me, throwing quite a few curse words and arguing that I had no beds for them. But what could I do? I needed this job, I needed the publicity. Providing for fifteen people and up keeping the house wasn't cheap. I would figure something out.
I hung up and walked back into the kitchen to all three of them staring at me.
"Hey," I said while closing the garage door. "So you guys are staying here."
I laughed as Joe punched the air with his fist and they all gave me big grins.
"So here, there are house rules." I handed them all a second sheet of paper. "You saw them, yeah, but keep a copy anyway. We have a lot of fun here but with this many people, there needs to be a bit of order."
I observed their faces as they read over them. They were confused and amused, I could tell.
"Don't doubt them," I said, "Every rule is there for a reason, I'll tell you the stories sometime."
I moved to the other side of the counter where Nick was sitting and pushed him towards my empty spot. I couldn't help but admire that his arm was firm and muscled. How old was he anyway? Definitely a cute one. But worry about their ages later, there's more important things at hand, I had to remind myself.
"So on the top there is the room assignment questionnaire. I didn't think I'd need them. But fill those out while I figure out where to put you guys."
They all took a sheet and bent over them, writing in answers.
If you want a bed, you'll fill this out
1. Allergies to cats or dogs?
2. Any food allergies?
3. Tendency to walk around naked?
4. Smoke?
5. Partying bother you?
6. Play video games until all hours of the night?
7. Morning or night person?
8. Chance of committing multiple sexual acts?
9. Any fear of elevated balconies?
10. Fear of water?
11. Do any drugs?
I observed the floor plan, stressing over the lack of beds. There were empty ones, sure, but I couldn't stick them in with other dancers. I looked it over for a few moments before Kevin got up and came around to stand next to me.
"All done?" I asked him, reaching for the paper. He handed it to me.
"So what's the problem?" He asked while leaning down, rather close to me and looking at the paper.
I inhaled slightly, trying to figure out the scent that was coming off of him before launching into the dilemma.
"I'm going to have to kick someone out for," I began. "I mean, I could always move Fabrizio in with Nicola in the Love Shack but if I do that, they'll have really loud sex and my room's right next door."
I smirked as I felt him shift slightly, uncomfortable.
"But," I continued, "that's two open beds and there's three of you."
By this time, all the boys were done and Nick was on my other side and Joe was leaning ridiculously over the counter to see.
"What about this one, Universal?" Kevin asked.
I shook my head. "It's being renovated. Linc, the one you met earlier, and Dom smashed all the windows and kicked in the walls in a fight. Hence the rule about only fighting on the back deck."
They all looked at me, shocked but I just laughed. "I told you there was a story for each one."
Joe asked for another story, making sure to touch my hands and arms as much as he could, which didn't bother me, but I think it bothered his brothers.
I was about to launch into another one when we were disturbed by the intercom. I recognized Dom's voice and he must have just decided to make something out of the day.
"Angie-wangie, did I see you running around here earlier, skipping school? You come up here right now and take a Jacuzzi with me so I can punish you."
I sighed, embarrassed mostly, but I could sense the boys being uncomfortable.
"Sorry about that," I began before I was cut off again with Dom singing some sort of pleading song throughout the house.
I got an idea then and smiled to myself before going to the kitchen intercom and pushing the button.
"You're right Dom, I do need to be punished and we'll do that by you moving out for the week."
"What?"
"Yeah, you just had to say something like that when I have clients in the kitchen so you get to give up your room. Go stay with Jared," I told him in a no-nonsense tone so he wouldn't argue with me anymore.
"Problem solved," I said with a smile as I came back to my sheet.
I crossed Nicola out of Love Shack and Dom out of Spaghetti Land, penciling Nicola in with Fabrizio in Shang'hai.
"So, one in Spaghetti and two in Love Shack," I said, knowing how weird it sounded. "Spaghetti Land has it's own bathroom, who calls dibs?"
"I do!" Joe yelled out before anyone else could.
"Okay," I said, writing him in and adding Nick and Kevin to Love Shack.
"You guys," I pointed to the youngest and oldest, "share a bathroom with me, I hope you don't mind pink."
They both shook their heads and smiled at me.
"Good. So, I'll give you a tour but then you have to leave me alone so I can figure out this song of yours."
They all nodded and we set off.
Joe's POV
We're staying with Angela! We're staying with Angela! I was singing in my head, but really, it was exciting. I was going to be sleeping in a house full of hot models. I mean dancers. Whatever, they could all totally be models.
I was slightly disappointed when I realized that I gave up sharing a bathroom with Angie, but having my own room would be more appealing to the other ladies. Am I right? Yes I am.
And tour! Woot!
I was ready to go when Angie stopped.
"Hold on," she said while turning back to look at our surveys. We all stood for a minute, waiting.
"Joseph," she said after a moment. I moved to her side, knowing the problem and grinning like a madman.
"Joe," she continued, "I'm afraid you can't stay here."
I grinned at her, really hoping that she was kidding.
"You see, you've written yes to everything. I can arrange the allergies and the nakedness. I can deal with the fear of heights and video games. I can deal with the fact that, on morning or night person, you wrote yes. But I can't deal with you doing drugs. It's a trick question, see, you put yes there and I kick your ass to the curb."
I gave her a pretend serious face.
"Angela," I said while putting my arm around her and leading her away from the sheet of paper. "I really need you to accept me for who I am, as both a morning and night person included."
She laughed and pushed me away before moving out of the kitchen and into the dining room.
"Oh and Kevin," she started again. "You are not allergic to fruit, I'm not falling for it. The only person allergic to fruit is me. So this is the dining room."
"Wait, what do you mean you're allergic to fruit?" I asked, confused. That was impossible, wasn't it?
She laughed, "I'm allergic to citric acid which is in most fruits. I can take it in small doses but if all I ate was fruit, my skin would probably fall off."
No way! I stared at her dumbfounded, knowing that I was being silly but playing it up as Joe-charm.
"So don't ever feed me lemons," she said with the cutest smile. "So yeah, dining room. We eat here every once in a while, or when all the stools are taken."
She walked around the big table, that had thirteen chairs, oddly, and into the living room. I couldn't help but notice her bee-hind as I walked and I nudged Nick to get him to look too. She grinned and nodded, the little perv. Way too young for her, if I say so myself.
"This is the living room, obviously," she began when we were all in there. "We hang out here, watch TV, have house meetings here, and sometimes play video games." She pointed to the Rock Band equipment.
"There's usually always someone in here in the evening," she said before I interrupted her, not able to hold back my questions.
"How old are you anyway, Angela?" I asked, giving her name a little exotic twist.
"I'll be nineteen in two months, how old are you Joe?" She asked me with a smile.
"I'll be nineteen in…" Just a quick count on the fingers. "Seven months."
"How old are you guys? I didn't even think to ask," She questioned, directing towards Nick and Kevin.
"15."
"20."
"Cool, so yeah, no jumping on the water chair," she said, pointing to the red chair on the side.
"Why are you looking at me?" I asked, feigning being hurt.
"You seem like the type that would think it was a good idea."
Kevin and Nick chuckled and I hit them both on the arm before following Angie into the hallway. Ooh, look at that ass. Very nice. Joe stamp of approval.
Imagine if all guys really did get this big stamp that they carried around? And when a hot chick walked by, you could stamp her ass, letting her know that you approve. Only in the perfect world, I suppose.
Nick's POV
Joe was being ridiculous, like usual, but I wasn't worried. This girl didn't seem like she was a huge fan of messing around. Or maybe she was, I just met her, but I hoped not. But she was eighteen. Goddamn. Everyone says I'm mature though, right? And it's only a week. Nothing will happen in a week. Shut up Nick.
She pushed opened the first door on the left once we were in the hallway.
"Red bathroom," she said, though it wasn't necessary. Absolutely everything in there was some shade of red. The walls, the shower curtain, rugs, the damn toilet.
"Don't leave the seat up in here," she continued, "And I don't think I need to warn you guys to not leave tampons in here either, yeah? This is our everyone bathroom."
Across the hall from that was a colorful door with all the letters painted on in different ways.
"Alphabet Land," she said, looking right at me. I smiled at her and followed her into the room.
"Isis lives here with Ralph," she said, moving to the corner where there was a sleeping cat lounging on a pillow. "He's really friendly, but we don't let him out often, Joe's allergic."
She turned to go to the next room before stopping and turning. Yeah, we were all confused too.
"There's two Joe's now, yeah? You," she pointed at my brother, "And my dancer Joe. And there's two Kevin's too. It's that funny?"
She laughed and stood on one hip with her weight shifted to the side. A model stance, I noticed and I appreciated.
"And if you want to be that way, two Nick's too, because of Nicola. She's called Nic every now and then. Let's just all try not to get confused, yeah?"
"That's all right," Joe started, "You can just call me Danjaa, DJ Danjaa."
I rolled my eyes and slapped the back of his head but she just laughed.
Next on the left was the library. There were books but I think mostly it was just another hangout spot. I know that the couch looked pretty comfy.
We were squeezed into the Costume Closet and the conjoining office and I was getting pissed off at Kevin for always having to stand right next to her, brushing against her. He's twenty for god's sake, he should know how to restrain himself.
"The Country Room is at the end," Angie continued. "Asia and Ireland have always lived here and that's why we call it the Country Room, you know? And through here…"
We all followed her, like ducks in a row, only all fighting to be the first duck.
"The purple bathroom. Don't leave the seat up."
We followed her back down the hallway and up the stairs where she showed up three more rooms and the green bathroom.
The other Kevin was lounging in his room, Uncommon Man. All the doors were painted so that they would go along with the room's name. He seemed alright, he greeted us friendly enough but mumbled that he had to be somewhere, so he left after shoving a piece of paper at Angie.
"Lists," she said once he was gone. "I do all the shopping for everyone in the house and they all give me lists of what they need, there's a rule about that. Before noon on Wednesdays. Kevin didn't make it on time but I forgot to ask for them, so…"
We moved onto to Gamer's Paradise and I managed to weedle myself in between Angie and Kevin. This room was amazing and Joe was about to cream himself. No one slept here but there was a TV on each wall and at least two different gaming systems hooked up to each. Controllers and Guitar Hero guitars, joy sticks, driving chairs, everything.
"Wow," I murmured.
"You like this one, huh?" Angie asked me with a smirk. "I had the intercom fixed so you can't talk out of this one because Dom and Ollie and Jake would just scream for me to bring them food all the time. You'll meet all them."
I stayed close by her as we went through the remaining rooms and bathrooms on this floor and she showed us the deck that connected to three different rooms. This house was so huge and there was still a whole floor left.
Up the stairs once more and straight into Serendipity, Angie's room. She only opened the door and flashed us the inside.
"It's an absolute mess in there. I spend so much time cleaning the rest of the house, there's no time for my room, but that doesn't matter." she said, smiling at us all.
"Joe," she continued, "This is Spaghetti Land. You'll stay here."
We went into the door that was opposite hers and Joe nodded his approval, like Angie needed it. He had a Jacuzzi tub all to himself. I'd call him a lucky bastard, but I had a bathroom with Angie. Ooh yeah.
"We'll bypass Universal, it's a mess in there, but here's Love Shack."
She knocked on the door which was opened by some sort of goddess.
"Nicola, darling, I love you so much, I need you to stay with Fabrizio for the week, okay?"
Nicole looked over Angie's head and smiled at us all. "Ang, don't be a bad host, introduce me to these nice young boys. And you know I'd love to stay with Fabby Fab."
Laughing, Angela introduced Joe and Kevin, giving Nicola a chance to flirt equally with each of them before telling her my name.
"Nick," Nicola began while oozing her way over to me. "You and I, we have the same name, that makes us special."
She winked at me and snuggled close for a moment.
"Angela, this one is my favorite, we share a name," Nicola said before kissing me on the cheek.
Was I still alive? Breathing? Check. Heart beating? Check overtime.
Angela shoved her back in her room and told her to make it respectable while she led us through to see the Pink Bathroom. It wasn't as big as the Purple or Orange ones, but it had a shower and Jacuzzi tub, two sinks and a pink toilet.
"So, just the basement and you've seen everything," she said while grabbing Joe's wrist and pulling him along and out of Nicola's sight.
There were two huge studios and two much smaller, personal ones. The cool part of the basement was what they called the Chillaxinator. There were more arm chairs and a wet bar beside two fridges. One was filled with waters and sodas, the other one had "No Babes, 21 Only" painted on it.
"I think you can guess what's in that one," Angie said, pointing to the fridge. "Half the people living here and over 21, so, you know. They party."
"Party?" Joe spoke up, "I love parties."
"Really?" Angie asked, wondering if he was actually paying attention. "So you want to party?"
"Yes," Joe said before becoming unsure, "Maybe…. I don't know."
"Okay, well you figure it out," she said. "Do you guys have like… stuff?"
"Oh yeah, it's in the Jeep," I said, following her up the stairs. "So go get it and you can pull around to the garage. Guests always get garage spots."
She opened the door in the kitchen that led to the garage and opened the door to the empty spot.
"Then you guys can unpack and hang out or whatever, it's shopping day so I have to go do that.," she said.
"I'll come with you," Kevin said automatically, making me kick myself for not saying it first.
"Oh no, you don't want to come," she said shaking her head. Yes, that's right. Shut him down! "It takes so long and it's boring."
"No, let me come. I want to get to know you better," Kevin weaseled out. I could kick him, really, I could.
"Where are all the other hotties that I can hang out with?" Joe asked with, what I think as supposed to be a sexy grin.
"Oh, they'll all start showing up soon, don't worry," Angie replied.
She used the intercom to make sure that Dom was gone and that Nicola was moved already, to which she replied, "Oh yes, I'm already snuggled up in Fab's bed."
We all laughed and got our stuff out of the Jeep after Kevin pulled it into the garage.
"You guys can have anything you want, anything that's in the cabinets or fridge and watch whatever you want, you know. Just relax, you're living here for the week, so act like it, yeah?" Angie gave us a little speech before going off with Kevin.
The door closed and I sneered at it before turning to Joe.
"Goddamnit, Joe," I said before making my way to the stairs with my bag, "How does he do that?"
"Don't even worry about it FroBro," Joe said, slinging his arm around my shoulders. "I'll steal her away from him soon enough."
I shoved his arm off me and grumpily made my way up the stairs.
A/N: Review and tell me what you think! Next chapter will be Angie and Kevin out and about and Nick and Joe meet some more dancers that live in the house! Let me know if you can see the floor plans through the link.