A/N – Sorry for mixing up Shane and Joe. Just think of them as the Jonas Brothers, OK? And remember, they're not famous, just popular assholes.

I stared at him in shock. About twenty seconds passed before Nate spoke up. "Uh, we'd really like you to come, Jenny." Shane's eyes widened, then he said "You mean that this is Jenny Huynh? The nerd that used to be in my math class?" I scoffed. "Nerd? Watch your use of vocabulary there. The definition of a nerd is somebody who is so involved in academics that they don't care for their personal hygiene. I brush, floss and rinse. And I shower daily." Shane shot back "Well, you're a nerd for knowing that then. Fine then. You're a dork." I was getting pissed, and replied "A dork is also a whale penis, jock strap." He screamed, "Well, fine then! You're a geek!" He wouldn't stop, would he? "A geek is obsessed with computers and electronics. Last time I checked, I wasn't."

I think he finally gave up and said "Whatever, trying to be smart.. bitch." I don't care if he called me a bitch or not. Whatever. Nate finally decided to speak up again and said "Jenny.. you didn't accept the invite or decline it." He seemed pretty hesitant, while Shane was smiling at me. Okay.. creepy much? I've never been to one of their parties before, but maybe I should accept and go just for the experience. I'll stay away from the sluts and booze, no problem. Right?

"Uh, sure then. I'll come by Friday. What time?" I asked. Shane said "Around seven or eight." That's pretty early.. so I kept asking questions. "What time does it end then?" I think Shane was getting annoyed, but replied "Whenever the girls we fuck get their asses out of the house. You can leave anytime, though." My mouth formed an "O" and that was that. I seriously wonder what time that would be, though.

Why would Shane just invite me to a party? I don't get it. "Wait, dude. I just dumped sugared water on your precious hair. You're inviting me to your party, why?" I asked him. He was seriously starting to look fed up, but said "Just come to the damn party, okay?!" Geez, what's his problem? If he's so desperate for me to come to his party, something must be up. If you guys haven't noticed yet, I'm not stupid. Then I asked "Can I bring my BFF Nicole?" and this time Nate answered. "Sure, bring whoever you want. It's a party celebrating the beginning of a new school year." Wow, Nate and Shane sure have different ways of voicing things. "Thanks Nate, for being so KIND about it" I said. Shane scoffed and looked away from me. How typical of him. The reason why I'm bringing Nicole is so that we can watch out for each other at the party. I don't trust these guys, and if they slip LSD or Ecstasy in my drink, I better have someone help me out of the mess if I do get stuck in it.

Geometry breezed by after that, and all the teacher was doing was talking about rays, formulas to find surface area, and radiuses and shit. I wasn't paying attention. Walking out of class, some girls yelled my name. How'd they know it? I turned around and there were a bunch of these blonde chicks staring at me. What the heck did they want? I was about to ask that when one of them spoke up and said "You know, nobody messes with Shane in this school." Oh, these are the girls that terrorize people who mess with the Greys. I should've seen this coming. Another one screamed "YOU FUCKING HURT MY POOH-BEAR!!" WTF? Pooh-bear? Oh. My. God. I will never look at Winnie the Pooh in the same way. The first 

blonde whispered to the second "Angela, it's okay. She's not worth it." Angela then yelled "But she messed with my Shaney-boo, Heather." I swear, she was about to cry or something.

So let me get this straight. Angela is either Shane's girlfriend, or she's completely and utterly obsessed with him. Heather seems to be her best friend. And they seem to be the leaders of this group of blonde bimbos. Oh wait, not all of them are natural blondes. This one girl had terrible roots. HAHAHA. "Uh.. sorry for 'hurting' your 'Pooh-bear' and 'Shaney-boo', Angela, but I've seriously got to get to class." As I tried to inch myself towards English, one chick grabbed my arm and slapped me. What the fuck? She just fucking slapped me. Okay, nobody slaps me and gets away with it. She just pulled on my earring! That's so predictable, though. Wait, that girl was Morgan. I took off the hoops and dropped them to the floor. I wouldn't need those anymore. I was ready to punch her, and she was about to slap me, AGAIN (seriously, can't she think of something better? Watching the WWE every week can help you a tad bit), when a teacher yelled at us.

I turned around and saw Mr. Wendler walking up to this whole event. The halls were dead silent and empty except for us, and I knew that I was late to English. "Jenny, what is going on here?" he asked me. I stuttered for a couple seconds before saying "Uhh.. I was leaving class to go to my next one when these girls come up to me and talk about Winnie the Pooh. What a disgrace, Mr. Wendler. Then Morgan slaps me. I had no part in this whatsoever." It was so easy for me to get out of trouble. I had a pink hand print on my cheek to go with it. Mr. Wendler tells Morgan to come with him while he writes the rest of us passes to class. That was way too easy. Except for the fact that my cheek hurts, I seriously think that the sluts here are weak as shit. Pulling on earrings? That's pathetic. At least I can go to English virtually unscathed.

I walked in and gave the female teacher Mrs. Kelly my pass. I was only about 5 minutes late, so it was no problem. She told me to sit next to Nate. As I took my seat, Mrs. Kelly continued on with her lecture about Shakespeare and how brilliant of a poet he was. In my opinion, some of his plays are quite messed up, but whatever teachers say, I'll just kiss up to them. Nate was staring at my face, and before he could ask the question, I quietly answered "This chick named Morgan slapped me because I hurt Angela's Pooh-bear. Care to fill me in on Pooh-bear?" Nate starts smiling and says "Angela is Shane's girlfriend. She's kind of obsessed with him. Shane just considers her his sex buddy, though." I nodded my head in understanding while soaking in this information. "Wait, so does he sleep with other girls at parties then?" I asked him. He replied "Yeah, but most of the time it's with Angela, though. She doesn't believe other girls when they tell her they've slept with him during their 'relationship.'" I couldn't help but giggle at this.

"So, why is Shane inviting me to a party all of a sudden?" I ask Nate. He shruggs and says "Hm, beats me." I could tell he was trying to hide something. I don't really care. I'm just glad that Nate's not being a jerk to me. I'm surprised that he's this nice. "How come I never got invited to one of these parties before by you, then?" I asked him. He stares at his desk for a second before whispering "Because you weren't really popular.." I guess that's understandable. I don't talk to him for the rest of the period. Thirty minutes later, the bell rings and I run to Health. I do not want to see those girls again.



The teacher told the class that we wouldn't have assigned seats if we behaved. How awesome is that!? Nicole and I sit down together and I squeal "Nicole, you and I have been invited to the Grey's back to school party this Friday!!" Nicole just stares at me, then she screams "LIKE, OMG. You're kidding right?!" Wow, she talks funny sometimes. And she actually said it like "Oh Em Gee." I laugh and say "Nope, not at all. No, but let's get some serious talk." Nicole calms down and listens to me while I continue. "I have a feeling that they're trying to set something up to take revenge on me for spilling water ice on Shane's head. So far, it's Shane-1, Me-2. They're trying to get even. So, you need to come along and watch out for me, and I'll do the same for you. I think they're gonna try some stupid prank or something." Nicole then says "What's the worse they can do? Spike the punch?" I sigh "Look. I think these parties could be dangerous. Booze is normal, but what if they slip in some serious drugs or do something that goes too far? Ecstasy stays in your system for about 40 years, you know? I'll never get a job!"

I think Nicole's finally starting to understand what I'm trying to say. She groans "Let's just try to have fun, okay?" I give up and say "Fine, we'll try." She then says "You're pretty paranoid, you know?" I reply "I'm just too sheltered and grounded thanks to my parents." I seriously wonder why I'm talking about all of this so lightly. I mean, I hate the Grey brothers. This is all too much for one day. The rest of the day goes off without a hitch and Nate doesn't say another word to me. Is he avoiding me?

I unlock the door to my house and bolt inside before my mom can see my appearance. Dad's at work. He's a carpenter, whoo-hoo. I quickly take out some baby wipes (LOL) and wipe away all of the make-up. It comes off really easily. Hooray for baby wipes! I then change into an El Toro t-shirt and plaid pajama shorts. I always dress comfy when I'm at home. When I get downstairs, my sister Gina bursts through the front door. She is dressed head to toe in Hannah Montana gear. It almost scares me. She yells to me "Jenny!! My first day was sooo good. There's this really cute guy in my class, too!" Oh no, my sister is starting to like guys. What to say.. "Gina, you're too young to be dating." She scoffs and tells me "Well, Mom doesn't need to tell you that since no guy would ever want to date you." She sticks out her tongue at me and runs to her room. I forgot to mention that she's a brat. Well, the brat's correct about the guys not liking me.

I head down to the kitchen to grab an orange and Mom asks me how school went. "Oh, it was fine. I got invited to a back-to-school party. Can I go?" She stops chopping up vegetables for tonight's dinner and says "What kind of party?" I reply "Oh, just a regular party, really. Nothing big or serious." She gets this doubtful look on her face, but says "Sure. Just be home by midnight, okay honey? Who are you going with?" I take a while to answer because I'm just in shock. My mom never lets me go to parties unless it's a birthday party and she knows the parents. "Uh, Nicole." I say. "Oh, that sounds good then. Can you continue with these vegetables? I've got to water the garden" she tells me.

I'm now laying in bed, replaying the day in my head. If you're wondering why Gina nor Mom mentioned the slap, it's because Morgan's so weak, it faded. Not even a bruise. I think that's almost sad. Even as I lay there trying to go to sleep, my brain is buzzing with images of Nate and Shane. This really sucks. I'm thinking about scenarios where Shane can get revenge on me. Getting me drunk is too predictable. Drugging me up? He can't be that low. The house is huge so it has many possibilities. My eyes are so going to be peeled the entire night. I decide to go on MySpace and YouTube until I feel sleepy. It's 2 

A.M. before I can finally go to sleep. Tomorrow would be Thursday. My last thoughts before dozing off are I hate Shane, I hate Shane, I hate Shane…

A/N – So this was a filler, but I just wanted to talk about the party and how obsessed some girls are with Shane. Thanks everybody for reviewing. Does anybody have suggestions for what Shane will do to Jenny at the party? I'm open to any of them. If nobody comes up with one, I don't have a problem of making one up myself. I have no idea where this story's going, I'm just writing down my ideas whenever the come. Two more days 'til the party!