Hola everyone! Okay, I've decided it is better if I just update over the weekends.
Special thanks to xtremeJBFan (we are reading that book in class), xoxoBubblicious, and Jayme436! I love you guys!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Jonas Brothers
Claimer:I own all the other characters, and this plot!
Nick's POV
I stood their watching Brittney's retreating figure in a daze. She kissed me on the cheek. Me! Not Jerry, but me Nick Jonas. My hand touched where she had kissed my cheek. Suddenly I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I snapped back into reality and turned to look what it was.
I was still standing in front of Brittney's bedroom window, and she had just walked into her bedroom. I jumped behind a bush, so she couldn't see me. I watched as she set the tickets and backstage passes onto her dresser and turn off her lights. Everything was pitch black. I saw her dark figure walk over to her bed and laid down.
I took a step toward her window and watched her for a few moments before turning around. I picked up my guitar and began walking back toward my house in the dark.
I could have asked out Brittney right then. It was perfect, I had just sung her a song and we were hugging, but it didn't feel right. She had just forgiven me. I didn't want to move to fast or anything. Next time I would though, and I had a slight idea of when the next time would be.
I heard the noise of a car driving behind me and turned around. The car pulled up to the curb and the front passenger window rolled down. "Hey kid, I'm looking for my dog. Do you want to help me find him?" A guy's voice said. I laughed and stepped towards the car.
"Sure, stranger." I said making Joe and Kevin laugh. I opened the backseat door and got in. I put my guitar down on the seat next to me. After buckling my seatbelt I looked up to see Joe and Kevin starring at me intently.
"So…" Kevin started.
"…Did it work?" Joe finished for Kevin. They starred at me questioningly.
"I'll tell you when we get home." I replied. They both glared at me.
"Fine." Kevin said with a sigh and they both turned forward. When I made sure that they weren't looking at me I smirked. I knew that I was killing them by not telling them what happened right away. They are very interested in my love life. I guess that is because I am the youngest out of the three of them. Frankie just isn't into girls yet, but when he is we are all going to want to know everything about his love life.
We pulled into the garage and got out. My brothers rushed into the house while I followed more slowly. I wanted to savor the news for a little while longer before I spilled to them.
I guess I was taking to longer because I few minutes later Joe ran out into the garage picked me up and ran back into the house. "Joe! Put me down! I'm not thirteen anymore!" I shouted. I always felt like a little kid when he picked me up.
Joe just laughed and set me on the couch. "Hey, it got you in here faster." He replied sitting down next to me. Kevin sat on my other side.
They both starred me down for such a long time that I had to tell them. I couldn't keep it to myself for much longer. I let out a sigh and spoke, "Well, I guess you want to know what happened." Joe just snorted.
"Yeah." Kevin replied impatiently.
"So, I went to her house and knocked on her window. She was putting something in her backpack and when she saw me she just froze. At first I didn't think that she was going to open the window, but she did and I played the song for her." I paused so I could catch my breath.
"And?" Joe said his eyes wide.
"And I told her how I was sorry and I really did like spending time with her. So then she just stood there and I was just like 'it would make me feel better if you said something' and then she just walked away." I paused again, this time for dramatic effect. It worked. Joe gasped.
"Are you serious?" Kevin asked. I nodded.
"Yeah! So, I was just standing there freaking out when I felt someone tap my shoulder. I turned around and there was Brittney and she said she forgave me and we hugged. Then she told me she had to go inside and kissed me on the cheek and went inside." Joe slapped his hand onto his forehead.
"Dude, why didn't you ask her out!?" He yelled. "It was perfect."
"No it wasn't!" I protested. "She had just forgiven me; I didn't want to rush her." I stood up running a hand through my messy curls.
"That's good. Girls don't like being rushed. You must always be a gentleman with girls. Think of them before yourself." Said Kevin in a fatherly sort of way, he did have most experience with the girls. Joe was slowly catching up with him. Right now we were going out with a girl named Peyton. I had been friends with her since I was in my first Broadway shows. She was a pretty good family friend.
"Yep, that's exactly what I was thinking. Anyways, I think I'm going to go to bed. We have to get up pretty early tomorrow." I said turning and walking upstairs.
"I'm hungry." I heard Joe said before I was out of hearing distance. I walked into my room and stripped out of my pants and shirt. I brushed my teeth and got into bed. I turned over and in a few minutes was asleep.
Brittney's POV
How was I was going to explain this to Jasmine? How I suddenly got tickets over the night from Jerry. I pondered with these thoughts for a few minutes longer before having the perfect idea.
We were walking to school this morning. My backpack wasn't very heavy, and I was wearing tennis shoes. Both things made it seem like just a nice walk in the morning. It was just the two of us so I saw it as the best opportunity to talk to her.
"So," I said slowly still trying to figure out how to start.
"So," She replied while making sure her dark brown belt fight just the perfect way on her hips. It was on over her dark grey shirt, and dark washed skinny jeans.
"Are you busy on Saturday?" I asked really fast. I started to get nervous and grabbed one of my chestnut brown curls and twirling it around my finger.
"Um…Yeah I am, why?" Jasmine asked looking up at me. My heart sank. I was really hoping that we could hang this weekend. She could get to know Nick, err, Jerry more.
"Oh, well, Jerry got us tickets and backstage passes to the Jonas Brother's concert. So I just wanted to know if you could or wanted to go." I said quietly while starring at my tennis shoes.
"Oh," Was all Jasmine said back. An awkward silence came around us and I quickened my pace. Maybe I could ask Trisha, or Cassidy, or Megan to come. They would probably say yes. They loved the Jonas Brothers.
I couldn't take the silence anymore. I know that I was the quiet sister out of the two of us, but I just hated it when the atmosphere around me was quiet. I felt weird. I pulled out my Ipod and put the earphones in my ear. I went to my most listen to song list and picked out my newest favorite song; She Will be Loved by Maroon 5. It always made me feel totally at peace, and it was really fun to sing to.
I glanced over at my sister who was now talking on her cell phone. I shouldn't have expected anything less of it. She was almost constantly on her phone. I guess it came with the package deal of being popular. I wondered for a second if she ever ran up her cell phone bill. Mom never said anything about it, but you never know.
Suddenly I felt something went on the top of my head. I looked up just as another drop of water came down and hit me on the face. I wiped it away, and the next thing I knew it was pouring. Even She will be Loved playing at a pretty loud volume I could hear my sister scream. Her almost perfectly straightened hair was slowly becoming curly.
Without talking to each other we both sprinted the rest of the way to school Jazz because she was mad that her hair was curly again, and me because I didn't want to get drenched. The school did have extra clothes, but seriously they would not be cute at all. They are all old clothes that people donated. All of them are two big anyways, it's so that they can fit everyone.
We entered the school and I rung my hair out all over the floor. Oops. I thought. It was just an impulse to get my hair dry as soon as possible. I hoped to God that no one had seen me done that and inched slowly away from the puddle of water on the floor. I was now a girl gone bad, running from the law! No, actually I was just a girl who got water all over the floor and was too lazy to have to clean it up.
Jasmine rushed into the girl's bathroom muttering under her breath something about talking an hour and a half to straighten her hair and then it getting ruined by the rain. I laughed, why would someone talk an hour and a half to straighten their hair? I wouldn't be able to sit still that long! I would lose interest by five minutes! Unless I had something to distract/entertain me, then I would be fine.
I walked over to my locker and put my lock combo into my lock. I unlocked my locker and opened it, hanging my lock onto one of the hooks. I shoved my backpack into my locker and took my cell phone out. I crouched down and leaned forward hoping it looked like I was searching for something in my locker. Then I began to text Nick. I knew he was busy this morning and wouldn't answer.
JAZZ MIGHT NOT B ABLE 2 COME.
I closed my phone and turned it off. Then I stuck it in the front part of my jeans and grabbed my binder. I closed my locker and locked it. I was still a bit wet and my sneakers made a squeaking noise every time I took a step. It was actually getting kind of annoying.
I hoped that I didn't look like I was just in the rain. Maybe more like I just go out from the shower, and just happened to be wearing my clothes when I took it. I took step into my first period classroom, and already wished that the school day was over.
You are so lucky! Your bf always gets you tickets to the Jonas Brothers. I smiled at what Trisha wrote. It was the last period of the day and I was totally bored. We were passing notes which always seemed to pass the time.
I know. It's only because they're his favorite band. I wrote into the loose leaf. I folded it up and dropped my pencil, along with my note, onto the floor. Trisha bent down and picked up the pencil. I saw her slip the loose leaf onto her lap and unfolded it. She read it and started to laugh. She covered her mouth so that no one could hear her, but I could still see her shoulders shaking. A few minutes later she nudged me. I looked over at her. "Hey, you dropped your pencil." She said loud enough for the teacher to hear. She slipped the loose leaf into my hand before giving me the paper.
"Oh, thanks." I said smiling sincerely at her before copying down some writing on the board. Then, when the teacher wasn't looking I unfolded the note.
OMJ! Are you serious? No offense, but is he gay or something? This time it was my turn to laugh. If only she knew who she was actually talking about.
The only reason why he really likes them is because girls always mistake him for Nick Jonas and are always like 'I love you!' and they always ask him to sign autographs. He always feels too famous, and hot. I said having fun with the lying. It was fun getting a little creative. They didn't know Jerry, and they probably never would so I could make him anyway I wanted him to be.
I threw the note to Trisha. She started to read the note, but before she could write anything the bell rang. School was over and the weekend was beginning! I stuffed paper into my binder and zipped it shut. Then I stood up and waited for Trisha to get ready. She was done and in a second we were out the door.
"So Jerry really does look a lot like Nick Jonas?" Trisha asked curiously.
"Well, he thinks so, and so do girls who are way too obsessed with the Jonas Brothers, but I don't really think so. I mean, he does have curly brown hair and brown eyes, but that's as close as they can get. He can't sing for crap." Trisha laughed.
"How, how much more complimentary can you get?" She asked making me laughed. She could make anyone laugh.
"I'm bursting with it." I replied as we weaved through the crowded halls. A few minutes later we separated and I walked over to my locker. I unlocked it and opened it. For the first time since the start of the school year, I don't have any homework. I was so happy that I decided to not even take my backpack home. I stuff my binder into my locker and locked it. Then I walked to the front doors. I was almost out when I felt someone grab my wrist. I turned around to see my sister standing their, grinning like a fool. "Hey," I said as she let go of my wrist.
"Hey, I have some great news!" She replied squealing just a bit. I noticed that her hair was curly, so much for taking all that time for straightening it.
"What?" I asked unenthusiastically.
"It turns out I can go to the concert!" My eyes widened.
"Really?" I asked, and when she nodded I squealed. We grabbed hand and began to jump up and down happily. That's when we noticed that people were starring at us like we were freaks. We immediately stopped jumping and let go of each other. "That's great!" I replied out of breath now.
"I know! Just a whole flippin weekend, with you me, and Jerry!" Holy Crap.