Disclaimer: I do not own the Jonas Brothers. I also do not own Peyton Sereno. Dew Stream owns her. She is in the sotry 'Do you hear the people sing' you should check it out. Happy Early Birthday Dew Stream!
Claimer: I own the Brittney, Jasmine, and this plot!
Brittney's POV
"We get to see all three of them tomorrow! We could even possibly hang with them all day!" Jazz screamed once we entered our hotel room. She fell back on her bed with a dreamy sigh. She kicked her heels off and closed her eyes. It looked like she was going to fall a sleep right there.
"Yep," I said tiredly trying to rub the sleepiness out of my eyes. After the whole initial shock about performing with them had worn off it had left me drained.
"Jeez Brit, try to turn your excitement down a bit." My sister said jokingly making me laugh. I took off my shoes and jumped onto my bed.
"I'll try." I said with a smirk. Jazz just rolled her eyes.
"You are so lucky…" She whined, that was all she had said to me one the way back to the hotel. I plugged my ears so I didn't have to hear the rest of her rambles.
I rolled toward the end of my bed toward my bag, once I reached it I zipped it open. After a few minutes of rummaging around I pulled out a pair of light gray sweats and a white tank top.
"I bet Jerry is going to freak when he finds out that he's going to meet the Jonas Brother's." Jazz said while pulling out her own pajamas. I stopped what I was doing and froze.
"W-what?" I finally managed to choke out. I was thankful that I was turned away from her so that she couldn't see the horrified expression on my face. I took a deep shaky breath. My hand went down to the covers of the bed and clenched at them.
"Well, we were going to hang out with him tomorrow. It only seems fair that he comes and meets them with us because he did give us the tickets and backstage passes, and they are his favorite band. Plus, he will probably have hilarious stories to tell Nick about girls who mistake Jerry for him." Jazz replied I could hear her rummaging through her own bag. Oh crap. I thought numbly.
I needed to call Nick right away and tell him about this. But wait! I thought to myself. He is spending quality time with his parents and brothers. Anyways, he did say that he would talk to me later. My mind pushed all thought about the next day away. I would deal with is later.
I glanced down at my hand and saw that the knuckles were white from gripping the blankets so hard. I let go and sat up pushing my hair behind my shoulders. I grabbed my toothbrush, my toothpaste, and my face wash and zipped my bag closed. Then I jumped off my bed and began to head toward the bathroom.
"I call the bathroom first!" My sister cried and sprang off her bed. She mad a made dash toward the bathroom. When she reached me she pushed me to the side. I crashed into the wall next to me and slide down in it so I was sitting on the floor with my back resting against it.
My sister flew into the bathroom and slammed the door behind her. A few seconds later I heard the lock click. I glared at the door then stood up and stomped over to it. The little brat pushed me over just so she could get into the bathroom first!
"No fair! Open up!" I shouted and banged on the closed door with my fists. When she didn't reply I stopped pounding and rested my forehead against the door. I could hear her moving on the other side.
"Alls fair in love and war."
Nick's POV
"Those two girls are pretty." Frankie observed watching Jasmine and Brittney walk away. "They look exactly alike!" I laughed and patted his head.
"That's because they are twins." I replied.
"Oh," He said quietly his eyes wide in wonder. He looked so cute and innocent.
I suddenly turned around and saw my mom just let go from embracing Joe. I walked over her and gave her a big hug. It was easy to tell that we were related because she had the same dark curly hair that I did. Only hers was longer.
"How was Rome?" I asked still in her embrace. I had missed her so much while she was gone.
"Oh, it was wonderful, and so beautiful! I only wish that you three could have come with…" We couldn't have come because we were recording a new album.
"I do too! It would have been a really nice relaxing time. Just to chill out and have fun." I said and we pulled away. My mom eyed me and I stared down at her nervously. Why in the world was she giving me that look?
"Speaking of 'chilling out and having fun'…" My mom said and took my hand. She dragged me over to the couch where Brittney and Jasmine and been sitting early. We both say down and turned toward the middle so we were facing each other. "What is all this gossip about this girl and you three?" She asked pulling out the tabloid that Brittney had seen that day in the grocery store. I studied it for a second before replying.
"Well, I first met her when she was running away from these guys. They were bullying her and she was crying so I offered to walk her home. Then she was locked out of her house so I, being the gentleman that I am, let her stay over at our house." I paused for a second to see my mom's reaction.
"Over these pasts weeks we have gotten really close and I really like her. I just haven't been able to tell her yet." I said quickly hoping she didn't catch the last part.
"Wait, you haven't told her yet? Why not?" She asked and I let out a frustrated sigh.
"Because every time I'm about to tell her Joe comes in and ruins it all." I said glaring at Joe who had just joined us. He put up both hands, palms facing my mom and me.
"Dude, I said I was sorry." He said and I rolled my eyes. "So, mom, did you bring us anything?" Joe said eagerly. He sounded like an seven year old. That is exactly what I saw him as. A seven year old trapped in an eighteen year old's body.
My mom stood up and smiled. "Ooh, I almost forgot! Thanks for reminding me Joey!" I could sense that Joe was ready to burst. He always loved getting presents.
My mom walked over to her bag and pulled out two packages. They were just in bags that had Italian writing on them. She handed one to Kevin and one to me. I glanced at Joe to see his happy expression fade on his face. He looked to my mom's empty hands as if expecting a present to magically appear there. When my mom saw Joe's face she laughed.
"Don't look so sad Joey! We have a special surprise for you!" At this Joe perked right up and sat straight up in his seat. My mom motioned for him to come over and he stood up and almost ran over. "Okay, close your eyes and hold out your hands." She said and Joe obeyed. "No peeking!" She scolded when Joe tried to open his eyes.
Suddenly a beautiful girl with shortish choppy brown hair stepped over the threshold and into the room. Her warm brown eyes looked at nothing but Joe as she silently approached him. His eyes were scrunched closed to show that he was not peeking and his hands were still out. The girl put her hands gently onto Joe's. Joe immediately closed his hands around hers and a grin spread onto his face. Even without looking he knew who it was.
"Okay, open them!" My mom said and before Joe's eyes were opened he had Peyton Sereno in a hug.
Peyton hugged him back and I felt jealousy flare up in me. No I did not like Peyton, I was just jealous that Joe had this and I could have this, but I was being to chicken to actually make it happen.
Joe didn't really like to show affection towards his girlfriend in front of my parents. It was just too awkward for him, so he gave Peyton a light peck on the lips before pulling away from the embrace. He studied her for a bit. "I would have preferred one in red." Joe said jokingly referring to her all green outfit. Peyton laughed and lightly smacked him on the arm.
"That is exactly what I like to hear my boyfriend's first words to me when I see him." She said and everyone laughed at Joe. He shrugged.
"So, why are you here? I thought you were in Europe shooting another movie for Disney Channel." He said obviously trying to change the subject.
"I was, but we just finished yesterday." Peyton said. Joe put his arm around her and she rested her head on his shoulder.
"Did you guys know about this in advance?" He asked and they both shook their heads.
"No. We met her at the airport here. We thought it would be a great surprise for you." My dad said warmly. Just then Frankie let out a loud yawn.
"We should all go out for breakfast in the morning." My mom suggested walking over Frankie who was lying on the couch. "We want to go to the hotel and just sleep." We all agreed and said our goodbyes. Peyton was going to stay in our hotel room. Our parents trusted him to keep his vow to God, which I know he would.
We reached the hotel only to be met by a swarm of paparazzi. I was tired and was in no real mood to take pictures but you can't really go up to them and say 'can you please not take a picture of me?' It just doesn't work that way.
I plastered a smile onto my face and stepped out of the limo. The flashing lights didn't go well with the drowsiness that I was feeling. I somehow managed to get through it all and reach the hotel doors. Once I stepped inside my smile went away and I looked around for my brothers and Peyton.
They all came in a little bit after me looking just as tired as I felt. "Hey guys, I'm going to go to see Brit and Jazz. I'll be back to the room later."
"Whose Brit and Jazz?" Peyton asked. I didn't want people to know about Brit, but apparently Joe didn't mind.
"Oh, Brit is the girl that Nick likes and Jazz is Brit's twin sister." He answered her and received a glare from me.
"My little Nicky likes a girl!" Peyton said grabbing my cheeks and pinching them. I pushed her hands from my face and stepped away.
"Hey! You're only a year older than me!" I said pouting.
"Yes, but girls' mature way faster than boys. So in a way I am five years older than you." I rolled my eyes at her comment.
We had reached our room and I turned toward Brittney's. "See ya guys later." I said and pulled out the room key.
"We will probably be sleeping by the time you get back so try to be quiet." Kevin said. I nodded. He wasn't the nicest when he was rudely awoken.
I unlocked the door to their room and stepped inside. Brittney stood hunched over her bag that was on the end of her bed. She was rummaging through it. I looked around and saw that the bathroom light was on. Jasmine must be in there. I thought to myself and pulled my hat and sunglasses on. I wouldn't need them 'till after she got out of the bathroom. I walked over to Brittney and hugged her from the behind and lifted her off her feet. She let out a little shriek or surprise and I laughed.
"Brit you did great! You really are a wonderful singer and now everyone knows! I hope you aren't mad at us." I said setting her down and making the puppy dog face. You can never be mad at the puppy dog face.
The reaction that she gave me was nothing that I would ever have expected. She turned around and on seeing me started screaming. Finally she calmed down enough to say. "Oh my Jonas!" Before more screams erupted from her. I stood there stupidly for a second having no idea what to do. Brittney would never do that.
That's when it dawned on me. This was not Brittney. This was Jasmine. I mentally smacked myself on the forehead and searched for an escaped route. Jasmine had calmed down by then and was taking huge breaths. She sat on the bed and studied me.
"Wait, you were talking about my sister." She said suspiciously. I panicked.
"What? You have a sister?" I said trying to play dumb. I could tell that she wasn't buying it.
"Yeah, she sang with you guys up on stage. How did you get a key to our room?" She stood up know and her eyes bore into mine. She looked so much like Brittney that I just wanted to hug her, yet when I looked into her eyes I could tell that she wasn't Brittney. Brittney had soft warm eyes and Jasmine had fiery spunky eyes.
"I-uh…" I started having no idea how to answer. Just then Brittney came out of the bathroom. She looked at me and I gave her a look that said 'busted'. She sighed and walked over to her sister.
"Brittney, do you know the Jonas Brothers?" She asked. Her voice was harsh and I saw Brittney shrink a bit.
"Y-yes," She said her voice quivering.
"You mean to tell me that you have known the Jonas Brothers for this whole time and have been lying to me about everything!?" Jasmine yelled and Brittney bowed her head in shame.
"Yes." Her voice was just a whisper. I had the sudden urge to go over and comfort her. To hold her close to me and stroke her hair and say that I would protect her, but I knew that this was something that was just between her and her sister.
"And you!" Jasmine said turning around and glaring at me. "I suppose Jerry isn't really real. I suppose that you are actually Jerry?"
"Yes…" I said slowly. Jasmine's anger seemed to fade away. The angry spark in her eye was replaced by sadness and pain.
"I…I can't believe you! I thought we were sisters! I thought we told each other everything! I…I hate you!" She said before spinning around and dashing into the bathroom. She closed the door behind her.
Brit's POV
I watched Jasmine storm into the bathroom dumbfounded. Of course we fought. Granted, all siblings fight. Since we were twins we didn't fight that much, but our fights were still bad. Yet, Jasmine had never told me that she hated me. It was a serious blow.
Sure, I was jealous of Jasmine. She was prettier than me, more outgoing than me, more popular than me, perfect. But I did not hat her. She was my sister; she was nice to me and stuck up for me. I loved her.
"Nick, I have to go talk to her. Wait out here." I said. I walked over to the door and I was surprised to find that when I tried the handle it turned. I pushed open the door and stepped into the bathroom. My sister was sitting on the toilet with the toilet lid down. Her elbows were propped up on her lap and her face was in her hands. Her body shook a bit and I knew that she was crying.
I closed the door before me and hesitated before I walked over to her and put an arm around her. "Jasmine," I started but couldn't finish. She looked up at me with her tear streaked face.
"I knew." She stated simply. I stared at her for a second. I had never seen her this vulnerable before. Never.
"What?" I asked totally confused.
"I knew that you knew the Jonas Brothers." She said sitting up straight and wiping her tears away. "You always were a bad liar."
I stayed silent because I could tell that she wanted me to listen to her.
"I mean, three guys and their names are the middle names of the Jonas Brothers. Plus, they look exactly like them, and the Jonas Brothers just happen to be their favorite band. It was all a connection. I just had to make it." I looked down at my hands.
"I had a feeling you didn't believe me after a while. I knew that I was going to have to tell you at some point." I said quietly.
"But why didn't you tell me right away?" She asked and I shrugged not really knowing the answer.
"Because Nick, Kevin, and Joe didn't want you to know."
"Why?" She asked and I sighed. How was I to answer a question that I didn't even know the answer too?
"I don't know. Maybe we should talk about this tomorrow when we are all together." I suggested and Jasmine nodded.
"Yeah, tomorrow."