Here is chapter two..I hope you like it…
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"E-bay?" Mrs. Jonas repeated.
"Yeah, it's a place where you sell stuff for big cash?" Janice replied to the perplexed mistress of the household.
"I know what it is dear; believe me having seen a snot rag of Johnny Depp is quite memorable." With the thought of annoyance etched on the Jonas family's faces, Mrs. Jonas released a yawn.
"Why are you doing this, hadn't my boys deserved a rest for a change?"
"Yeah, I mean come on." Joe, the one they had earlier undressed, groaned with frustration.
"What are your surnames?" Mr. Jonas asked in kind.
"Um- Um.. Daddy doesn't need to know about this" Jesse stuttered.
"Yeah right" Kevin scoffed. "It ain't gonna be that easy."
"Oh please" Janice got down on her knees. "Daddy's gonna kill us."
"We just wanted to earn money for our own" Jesse retorted, pulling her sister to her feet.
"We do?" Janice whispered back.
"What did you say?" Kevin asked with skepticism.
"We do," Janice continued. "-needed the money."
"Can't we just let them go already" Nick pleaded. "I mean it's not like they are any different from the paparazzi"
"They ripped of my shirt!" Joe cried indignantly.
"So do thousands of other girls," Frankie countered.
"In my sleep" Joe emphasized with his hand gestures, quite frankly, over-reacting. It might be from the sleep or the lack of it.
"Okay, that's enough!' Mrs. Jonas yelled amidst the arising commotion. She pulled the girls by their wrists and handed them to Big Rob, the guy that had earlier busted their actions. "Just go home and let us be, please."
As they got shoved through the door, the thought of humiliation and failure was soon changed by the mutter of, "Boy, they were cranky." Subsequently, laughter ensued.
"Tell me about it" Jesse replied, giggles fighting to get out.
Soon enough a plain looking taxi passed their way, 3 minutes after they were walking away from the Jonas household.
"Looks like our ride home" Janice contemplated.
"Where to Misses Storms" the driver asked in his British accent.
"Take us home, Matt" Janice muttered. This was part of the escape plan, the taxi cab was just a cover-up, it doesn't transform to any machine, it's just a taxi cab that their daddy owned, perfect for escape.
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"We got caught" Janice grumbled unto her pillow.
"Let it go, Janice" Jesse cooed out from the other side of the adjoining rooms.
"We never get caught before" Janice replied.
"First time for everything my dear sis," Jesse whispered. As she decided to slump off in her own bed, she got poked in the thigh. "Oh, hell no." she cried in surprise, she pulled from her pocket a pen, the very pen she stole that night.
"Guess I can add this to my memorabilia" she contemplated before placing it on her drawer. "The Jonas Brothers, who would have though, eh?" she asked the air but got an answer from someone instead.
"Yeah, it was one hell of a night." Janice broke out into a yawn.
"S.OS."
"What did you say?" Janice shouted in disbelief, she didn't know Jesse listened to the Jonas Brothers.
"I said X.O.X, as in, hugs and kisses" Jesse replied, thinking her sister has lost her mind.
"Yeah," Janice whispered again.
"I hope we never see them again," Jesse finally shouted, before she decided to doze off, determined on forgetting all about the brothers and her ill-fated hobby.
"Well I don't know about that," Janice thought before following in sweet slumber.
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"Dad, this is so stupid," Janice complained.
"It's business, now please go wake up Jesse" Their dad, Mr. Steven Storms, said sternly to his older daughter.
Janice merely stared at her father incredulously.
"That wasn't a request, Janice Railin Storms" he uttered. Janice cringed at the use of her full name.
"I'm awake, Dad," Jesse said as she entered the room. "What is going on?"
"There would be a formal dinner this evening, I want you two to dress up and join me" Mr. Steven turned his back unto them. "Now please, remember your manners. You can go."
"Yes, Dad," They replied in unison.
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"Nick, wake up" Mrs. Jonas shook her son to consciousness. "I give up, Joe, please wake your brother for breakfast."
Joe thought about the best approach to wake up the slumbering Nick. As he got the perfect idea, he climbed unto the bed next to his younger brother.
"Are you sure you wanna do that, Joseph?" Kevin arrived, looking quite amused at the unfolding action in front of him.
Instead of answering, Joe settled for a nod. Then suddenly jumped crushing his brother underneath, if there were anything broken it was muffled by the scream the eloped Nick's throat. "Wake up, 'Fro Bro!" Joe yelled.
"Get off!" Nick shoved Joe off him. Holding his arm, where Joe had previously claimed as his bean bag chair. "What was that for?" he asked in agony.
"Nothing, just wanted to greet you a good morning" Joe managed to choke out between laughs.
Sure enough the room became a war zone. As Mrs. Jonas entered the room, feathers were floating down, beds messier and the boys were worse than chickens.
"Joe, I only wanted your brother to wake up." She groaned out.
"Sorry, Mom," Joe sheepishly grinned.
"Please fix this," she asked or ordered, it was hard to determine from all the feathers.
"Yes, Ma'am," All three boys replied with a salute.
"Do it fast, remember we have a formal dinner to attend to" she inquired as she closed the door.
"Man we are gonna look dorky wearing suits," Kevin whined as the door shut closed.
"Speak for yourself," Nick said. "First dibs on the shower" he cried out as they raced towards the bathroom, well, as he raced alone.
"Man, that was a bit sad to watch," Joe muttered before he and Kevin broke out in laughter.
Little did they know, "Storms" are brewing their way, may Lord, Save Our Souls.
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