A/N: No need to say sorry. You know the routine… -_- THANK YOU ALL SOOO MUCH FOR YOUR IDEAS! They REALLY HELPED! *kisses*

Chapter 18

"So…" Tracy said to Casey. "You're Jessica's long-lost sister?" She smirked sarcastically.

"Yep." Casey nodded.

Ian had called for pizza and we were all sitting on the living room floor. I was sitting between Ian and Tracy, Tracy was sitting next to Taylor who sat next to Casey, Christopher GORHAAAAAM! and Roger-Dad.

I couldn't help but to stare at Casey. She was so different from what I imagined. (You know, when I'd imagined her about 30 minutes before meeting her.)

Tracy started laughing and we all looked at her.

"Jess, look," She grinned. She had melted cheese stuck in her lip ring.

"Ew!" I laughed.

"You'll have to take it out." Taylor said. "Again."

She started to take the effing piercing out! I put my hands in front of my eyes. "Grooosss!"

Laughing, she said to Ian, "Do you have any alcohol? Like, the cleaning kind?"

"Bathroom." Ian laughed.

"Do you have any regular alcohol?" She asked, laughing.

I peeked at Ian and giggled. He gave her a "don't even" look.

I heard her footsteps leave and said, "Is she gone?"

"Yeah." Taylor said.

"How can that young girl stand all those piercings in her face like that?" Roger-Dad asked Taylor, who shrugged.

I shuddered. Ick.

Casey's POV:

Ian cleared his throat awkwardly. "So, Casey, What was your life like? Before Chris, I mean."

I'll admit, Ian's damn fine. I'll have to ask Jessica how good a fuck he is.

I shrugged, leaning on Chris. "Partying, drinking, a few drugs, guys. You know." I smirked.

Jessica snorted. "Sounds like Rules of Attraction."

I threw my head back and laughed. "I LOVE that movie!"

"Ian's in it," Chris said. "I can't believe you didn't know that."

"No way!" I stared open mouthed at Ian when the realization hit me. "You played Paul!" I began laughing.

"That I did." Ian grinned.

"Ugh." Jessica put her hands over her face.

"What's wrong?" I laughed.

"She hates that movie." Ian answered.

"Why?"

Jessica looked up. "Too. Much. Sex."

Was she still a virgin? Slowly, I smiled. Interesting…

Goth-girl walked back in. "Who's having too much sex?" She sat next to her Twilight boyfriend and glanced at me.

Apparently not Jessica. I thought, laughing inwardly.

"We were talking about the Rules of Attraction." Ian said to her.

"Isn't that the movie Jess hates?"

"YES!" Jessica said, and everyone laughed.

"Have you ever seen it?" Chris asked Tracy.

"Nope. You?"

"No."

I stared at him in disbelief. "You're kidding!"

"Nope." He took a drink of his Pepsi.

"What kind of movies do you usually watch?" Ian asked me.

Jessica got up and walked into the kitchen.

I shrugged again. "Not a lot. I mostly watch TV shows. I like True Blood,"

"Ew!" I heard Jess say and resisted the urge to laugh.

"Harper's Island, of course," I grinned. "Sex and the City, Tell Me You Love Me-"

In the kitchen, I heard Jessica spit out her soda, and then start a coughing fit.

Ian began laughing so hard I thought he was going to die or something. Gosh.

"What?"

Tracy, Taylor, Chris and Dad looked equally confused.

"I was in that show."

I nodded. "Cool. Wait, did you play that guy with that chick who didn't-"

"No, I played Nick." He waited expectantly as I tried to remember the characters.

"Nick…" I frowned. Then I got it. "Holy shit!"

"There you go!" Ian laughed.

I began laughing almost as hard as Ian.

"Jess, are you okay in there?"

Jess finally stopped her coughing fit and came back into the room, her face completely red from embarrassment.

I mean, hell. I'd seen her Fiancée naked and she hasn't. Something's fucked up about that, I guess.

I smirked.

Wouldn't be the first time, though.

Finally, when everything died down, Goth-girl and wolf-boy went home and Dad said he'd better get going.

"Going to visit mom?" I smiled sarcastically.

"Not funny." He smiled.

"You know it was."

"You know, it's late." Ian said. "You guys could stay the night if you want. I've got plenty of rooms."

I smiled. "Okay."

"You sure, Ian?" Dad asked and I rolled my eyes.

"Of course, man."

"Alright."

That night, Jess said she was going to bed and Dad had already fallen asleep before his shower. Jet lag is a bitch, apparently. So Ian and I were on the living room couch. Alone.

"So…" Ian said awkwardly.

"Have you fucked my sister?"

"What?" His eyes widened at me, and then he laughed.

"Just curious. She seems like a real prude."

"Oh, trust me; she's a LOT different when she comes out of her shell."

"Huh. Has she been drunk?"

He nodded. "Yep."

"What kind of drunk is she?" I grinned, waiting to see how much my sister and I were alike.

"A very ditzy, horny drunk."

I threw my head back and laughed. Yep. Definitely like me.

Awkward silence.

"So, you were naked," I giggled.

"I am never going to live that down, am I?"

"Hellz no!" I laughed.

He stood up and went into the kitchen. "Want anything?"

I followed him. "What do you have?"

"Water, tea, soda-"

"I meant, what do you have that's my taste?" I grinned.

He stared for a minute. He gestured towards a cabinet behind him. "Liquor's in there."