michelle
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Post by michelle on Sept 5, 2008 12:01:48 GMT -5
"I waited until he was down the hall to unlock my door, then watched the bus drive off through my window, as my life slowly went back to normal the farther away it got…then again maybe not."
oh my gosh...i loved it. after i read that line i literally squealed...LOL can't wait for more!!!
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Post by bloodtypeespresso on Sept 5, 2008 14:34:15 GMT -5
ima quote both of y'all!
thanks, girls!  and i love when more Jenny updates go up. I get all happy
and I love when Michelle's names comes up on Please Be Mine bc i smile and think my #1 fan! haha yay!
thank you you two! haha more of Please Be Mine will come asap..and Jenny...more from you, missy! haha
*sings*
can you feeeeelllll the loooovvvee toniiiiggghhhttt???
LOL
so i guess i'm jenny's number 2 fan? lol
but seriously..when i see that one of you have posted i get giddy. it helps me get through my work days sometimes wondering if there will be updates when i get home. lol Aww, i love you both! *does happy dance* ...ow, okay there's i reason i don't dance. Even when it's in my head i crash  |
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Post by bloodtypeespresso on Sept 5, 2008 14:40:31 GMT -5
"I waited until he was down the hall to unlock my door, then watched the bus drive off through my window, as my life slowly went back to normal the farther away it got…then again maybe not." oh my gosh...i loved it. after i read that line i literally squealed...LOL can't wait for more!!! LOL, wanna know the cool part? i felt the exact smae way when i read this review. I was like! "Come on Jen! Go finish that chapter!" LOL, which iwhat i'm gonna try to do, because tonight is movie night...and i guess so is most of the weekend so depending on the pickings i might not get much of a chance to write until monday.  |
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Sunshine93
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You are my sunshine, my only *Sunshine*
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Post by Sunshine93 on Sept 5, 2008 19:41:34 GMT -5
*sings*
can you feeeeelllll the loooovvvee toniiiiggghhhttt???
LOL
so i guess i'm jenny's number 2 fan? lol
but seriously..when i see that one of you have posted i get giddy. it helps me get through my work days sometimes wondering if there will be updates when i get home. lol Aww, i love you both! *does happy dance* ...ow, okay there's i reason i don't dance. Even when it's in my head i crash
quote time agaiN! haha
thanks Jenny!
and I LOVED this chapter. more please!
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Post by bloodtypeespresso on Sept 9, 2008 17:58:36 GMT -5
LOL
oh my gosh....
you girls rule. i sat here and read these comments just laughing away.  and jenny...please don't hurt yourself! i'll dance extra hard for both of us...how about that? or i could get you a bubble suit....that would be pretty sweet if you ask me.  LOL LOL, i could say the same for you two! And thanks for picking up the dancing slack, keeps us both safe! |
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Post by bloodtypeespresso on Sept 9, 2008 18:11:23 GMT -5
[Chapter 12]
The next few months were a bit whirlwind, the Jonas’ and I kept in touch, I usually received at least one text message a day, insuring my Daily Dose of Jonas, and after the initial paparazzi interest died down, life really did get back to normal for the most part. Sure there are still a few people hounding me for Jonas info, but as I’m not famous, and between my media connections and his publicists, the scandal card died down pretty quick.
“Kid! Get your butt in here!” Ah, how can one live without the sound of Chief barking in the morning. Did you note the sarcasm? Good.
“What’s up Chief?” I asked walking into his office.
“Are you working?” He glared.
“Um, trick question?” I asked seeing as I was now standing at his door and not at my desk writing like a I’d been doing ten seconds ago. Okay, not in a chipper mood. “Yeah, I’m just reviewing my final draft of ‘Just Jenny’, I’ll have it in within fifteen minuets, tops.” I stated crossing my arms.
“Good, you know this is an important issue for you.” He reminded…for the billionth time!
“I know Chief, and it’ll be fine, if the rest of the country doesn’t like it, it’s not a big deal, they’ve already accepted me as an artist right? I mean who says I need both my column and my comic strip published nationally?” I asked with a smirk. Okay so I am nervous and excited about people actually getting to read about the real me around the country, I mean the comic strip has been doing really well this last month that it’s been running nation wide, heck my fan mail is impossible, but I’m good here. Chief on the other hand is freaking out since the initial idea was his, I guess if it goes well it makes his paper look good to the parent company, but still.
He simply chuckled, and nodded, “You’re right Kid, how’d you get such a good head on your shoulders?” he asked.
“Why, Chief taught me everything I know!” I exclaimed dramatically, in southern accent.
“That’s right, and that’s what you’ll tell every one once you make a name for yourself.” He smirked, “now, back to work Moreno! I don’t want to tell you twice!” he laughed.
By the time the week ended I was wiped! A stressed boss is a stressed staff, just so you know. So Friday I went straight home, got in prime movie watching garb, and called Frankie, okay so I called Kevin’s phone, but I meant to speak to Frankie.
“Hello?” came Kevin’s voice after the second ring.
“Hey, surprised you answered.” I laughed.
“Well, it is my phone.” He reminded.
“I know, it’s just that whenever you’re busy Frankie answers, is all.” I said attempting to save my butt.
“So you wanted to talk to my kid brother?” he asked indignantly, and I failed.
“No…well yes, but…um…” sigh, “I’m glad you answered?” I finished trying desperately to get my foot out of my mouth.
“It’s okay, I get it, we’ve been busy.” He laughed.
“So how’s everything been?” I asked having not seen them since my birthday almost four months ago.
“Pretty good. Actually I’ve been meaning to call you.” He said apologetically. “But you know with the tour and stuff…”
“It’s fine, Kev. I know you guys are busy, and with this whole “Jenny” thing going nation wide, I haven’t been much better at keeping in touch.” I tried reassuring him.
“Wait you’re going national? That’s excellent!” he exclaimed, obviously sidetracked.
“Yeah, well the comic is already out there, but this coming issue is the first time the column will be available outside of the city, and well the web page.” I explained.
“Wow, that’s so cool!” he thinks this is cool? Need I remind him that he gets to tour the country playing a real bad ass guitar, and doing flippy things?
“Yeah, so you said you were going to call me though? Any particular reason?” I asked.
“Oh yeah! Well I…sorry guys…we were wondering what you were doing this Forth of July.” He said over his brother’s yelling their greetings.
“Tell the guys I said hi, and um, nothing really, I have that Friday off, though.” I shrugged, and then realized he couldn’t see me, nice.
“Great, do you still have those skinny pants?” he asked, and yes, I know what you’re thinking, but I can hear his smirk! It’s a very distinct sounding smirk. And then I heard a commotion on the other end. “Joe she called me…fine she called Frankie, on my phone...would you let go?” struggle, struggle, sigh, “Fine, Joe says you can’t wear the same skinny pants, you have to wear red, white or blue skinny pants, because it’s the Fourth of July dress code.”
“And what exactly am I getting all decked out for?” I asked, even though I have a pretty good idea.
“Oh, dope! Well, we have a Madison Square Garden concert on the fourth, and we were wondering if you wanted to come? Maybe meet Brittany?” he added sheepishly. Well I guess I’ll at least have a frame of reference then.
“Sure, I’d love meet her, and I couldn’t pass up a chance to see you guys again!” I said making sure to put his girlfriend first, I mean poor guy already feels like nobody likes her.
“Awesome!” he said into the phone before adding an “I don’t think so Nick…” that was obviously not directed at me.
“What’s up?” what I’m curious!
“Oh, nothing Nick wanted to do a movie night after the show, but well with Brittany there I…”
“Why not? I mean, you could bring her along, if that’s the concern. We could do a Christmas in July thing!” I LOVE Christmas, I’m not sure it’s exactly natural, but oh well.
“Are you sure? I mean I wouldn’t want to put you out, and you don’t even know her, I’m not…” what’s with the protests?
“Kevin, you guys don’t have to come, but it’s not a problem for me. I have the room if you want to crash here, she can even take my bed because I’ll probably fall asleep during a movie, and it’s not a big deal. But if not, then I’m still keeping Nicky and doing the whole thing without you.” I smirked, who am I to deprive someone of movie night?
“You’d leave me out of Christmas in July!?!” He asked shocked.
“Hey, if you don’t show, it’s not my fault! And unless you’re planning on coming back during the month of July then there’s nothing I can do about it until December.” I sighed as if I were talking to a little kid.
“We’ll be there, anything in particular you need us to bring?” he asked.
“Um, not really, anything Christmassy would do. I have a ton of Christmas movies, and I know what junk food you like, so y’all just remember the dress code.” I smiled.
“Excellent, so next Saturday at about four? Then you could watch us practice and maybe grab a bite?” He requested before hanging up.
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Post by bloodtypeespresso on Sept 9, 2008 18:35:40 GMT -5
[Chapter 13]
The week was a bit hectic but by the time Saturday rolled around I was excited to see the Jonas’ again. So, donning some dark blue skinny jeans, a red-jeweled camisole, and a white tuxedo jacket, I made my way to the arena. Luckily Mrs. J was just arriving with bags of what appeared to be takeout as I made it to the entrance, I was much less likely to get lost.
“Here let me help you with that.” I offered from behind her, causing her to jump a bit.
“Oh, Jenny! I’m so glad you made it. And that would be lovely thank you.” She greeted handing over half of the bags.
“Well, I’m glad the boys invited me. So I take it you’re on food duty?” I laughed as we made our way backstage.
“Always, comes with the territory, I guess I should have thought about that before having four boys huh?” she laughed.
“Oh well, you live and learn.” I chuckled opening the dressing room door and letting her go in first.
“FOOD!” Joe cheered just as Nick spotted me.
“Jenny!” the younger Jonas greeted.
“With FOOD!” Joe added.
“Gee great to know where I stand.” I laughed relinquishing the food to Nick, before giving them each a proper hug.
“Dude, you could join the band!” Joe exclaimed once he caught wind of my outfit, red shoes and all. I’ll admit I’m a red shoe junkie, okay so I love shoes in general, but nothing makes you feel like a good pair of red pumps.
“Who’s joining the band?” came a feminine vice behind me only to be followed by an all too familiar one.
“JENNY!” came Frankie’s excited cry, as turned around just in time to catch him. Man, that kid is related to Joe, and almost my size too!
“Tank! I missed you hun.” I laughed, that kid is awesome; he even let me ride his scooter around the backstage area last time.
“First the phone calls, and now this? I think I’m being replaced.” Came Kevin’s hurt voice. Just as I was about to retort though, someone else did it for me.
“Oh, Kevvy, at least you have me.” Came the flirty voice, which I could only assume belonged to Brittany.
“That I do…” he said in a low whisper as he gave her a quick kiss. Awkward! Yeah, I know I’m even starting to think like Joe.
“Jenny, this is Brittany, Brittany this is our friend Jenny.” He introduced. Putting on my best smile, I tried my best to look her in the eye, though I felt her eyes raking over me, taking in every detail.
“It’s always great to meet one of the band’s little friends.” She smiled before reaching over and air kissing me. And when I say air kissing I literally mean, she kissed the air about six inches to the right of each temple…um okay.
“Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” I tried, hoping it sounded sincere. I don’t dislike her let me make that clear, she’s just…weird. I mean I guess I’m just not a valley girl type.
“So, what about that hug?” Kevin asked smirking once I got his girlfriend off me.
“Come here you big baby.” I laughed reaching out to hug him.
“What do you think?” he whispered once he was close enough so that no one else could hear.
“Seems interesting.” I whispered in his ear before pulling away not giving him time to ask any further questions, because honestly I don’t really know what her deal is yet. But he did manage to raise an eyebrow before the guys called us all over to eat.
Sitting around the dressing room, eating fast food, I had more time to discreetly study Brittany while she picked the croutons off of her salad. And I have to admit that upon closer inspection, I can defiantly see what Kevin meant when he simply described her as beautiful, this girl is the epitome of pretty blond. I mean there she was sitting in a sea foam green (probably the most unflattering color ever created) micro mini dress, and it worked. Not to mention she’s like a size negative zero…okay so probably not, but she is very thin with legs that just refuse to quit. Way to point out the ordinary. Though I was quickly pulled out of my musings by Joe’s french-fry colliding with my nose.
“Hey! What the duck!” I exclaimed holding up my onion ring ready to launch.
“Nothing,” Joe said slightly motioning his head towards Brittany who was now eating her salad while talking to Denise. “You’re just to far for me to poke, and I wanted to know if you were coming on stage with us?” Joe said wiggling his eyebrows, which I’m sure was some kind of code, but I’m not completely fluent in Joni yet.
“Um, I don’t know…” I answered raising my eyebrow slightly, and tilting my head to the side.
“That’s just because you can’t picture it,” he sighed for dramatic effect. “Come on let me show you what it’s like.” He said standing up and practically dragging me out of the room calling a faint “we’ll be back” as an afterthought.
In true Joe fashion we ran/were dragged the whole way to the stage, and only stopped once we were at the end of the runway located in the center. “So, what’s this really about?” I asked sitting down on the floor.
“Nothing really, just looked like you could use a break from the cheerleader.” He smirked. Apparently I’m not as discreet as I thought.
“Sorry, she seems lovely?” I asked. Okay so maybe I’m a little jealous, but not because I don’t like her, or because I like Kevin, she’s just a complete like, “anti-jenny” and it’s weird…
“Psh, yeah that’s the word…” he said rolling his eyes, “look I’m nice enough to her because she’s who Kevin chose, but that doesn’t mean I like her, and you don’t have to either.” He shrugged looking out over the stage.
“Well at least you make an effort, but she hasn’t done anything for me not to like her, in fact she’s a little Stepford Wives now that I think about it. That and, I’m not his brother, you know as well as I do, that if I don’t like his girlfriend Kevin, isn’t too likely to want to hang out with me either.” Which, is probably the reason she seems off, she’s too perfect. People that perfect are usually acting, which in the long run could hurt Kevin…but I can’t tell him that.
“Maybe, but I doubt it.” He said simply, causing me to raise an eyebrow at him, which is about all the movement my eyebrows do, and even then it’s just the one. “You’re not just some random person Jen, sure we haven’t known each other long, but there’s something there, with you and the family, with you and Kevin.”
“Joe…” I started, but just as I was about to protest that nothing was going on there, he cut me off.
“Not like that, but it’s like you’re a part of the family already, like an older cousin or something.” He said nudging my shoulder, “I mean I’ve already claimed the good pillow.” He laughed.
“I know that’s true. But I still don’t know what I’m going to say to Kevin when he corners me on the whole girlfriend issue, I mean last time she came up, I assured him that any awkwardness about her would eventually blow over.” I sighed closing my eyes laying flat on my back.
“Yeah, sure when a house lands on her.” I heard someone mumble above me.
“Well, that’s nice Nicky, but tell us how you really feel.” I laughed.
“You’re the ones that just left me there with them!” He said taking a seat next to me. “You could have at least asked me to come along.” He pouted.
“We needed you in there so that when someone came looking for us it wouldn’t be Kevin.” Joe explained.
“Why couldn’t you stay then?” he asked indignantly.
“Because I was the one that noticed Jenny here was about to crack, and I needed to rescue her.” He shrugged.
“I resent that.” I pouted; I thought I was doing pretty well!
“So what do you think of the stage?” Nick asked smirking, mocking Joe’s lame excuse.
“Well, while it’s amazazing! I have stage fright, and I don’t’ know how your fans would react to ‘The Jonas Brothers (plus one)’” I said giggling.
“Kevvy why don’t you ever ask me to sing with you?” came the high-pitched voice, accompanied by the clicking of high heels.
“You know I don’t make all the decisions babe.” Kevin chuckled. Knowing that they would be here any second was seriously the only thing that could keep me from giggling at the moment at their characteristic use of pet names, it’s like I’m in an episode of Daria.
Okay, so I guess I lied, because, not even a millisecond before they approached us I burst out laughing, not even a cute giggle, nope one of those, my-sides-hurt-and-I can’t-stop laughs. Luckily that kind of laughing is contagious because both Joe and Nick started laughing too.
“Um, what’s so funny?” Brittany asked innocently enough, but her clueless look, just made it so much funnier. So while all three of us tried to give a straight answer, and I’m sure three very different answers, nothing coherent actually came out.
“Anyway, Nick mom says you have to finish your school work sometime before movie night if you plan on going.” Kevin said ignoring our strange behavior, but then again the boy did grow up with Joe.
“Aw, man. All I have left is algebra though.” He sighed, instantly sobering up.
“Really? Need some help?” I offered. Now this isn’t something advertise, okay so I don’t hide it either, but I’m a bit of a math geek; as in I did it competitively in high school…oh yeah I’m just awesome that way.
“Really? You don’t mind?” he asked a little excitedly while the others just looked at me as if I were some kind of Cerberus.
“Not at all, math was always my best subject.” I shrugged standing up, and dusting off my jeans. “Now come on, when I’m done with you, you’ll even understand the wallpaper on my cell phone.” I smirked.
“So, you’re saying that i is an imaginary number?” Nick asked confused.
“Yep” apparently he’s a little too logical for math.
“But it’s a letter…” he continued.
“More like a variable, but when it’s an italicized lower case i it’s always the same thing.” I explained.
“Okay, and if you square i you get –1…right?” he asked working out a problem.
“Exactly!” see, it’s not so bad!
“so, what exactly is on your phone?” Nick asked finally putting away his math books.
“Well, it’s a picture of i telling pi to ‘be rational’ while pi retorts with ‘get real’!” I giggled, partially because it’s funny, and mostly because I know I’m a dork.
“That’s lame!” Nick laughed.
Once the concert started I went over to the dressing room to watch the guys on the monitor, while Frankie played with his webkinz. Not that watching them from the wings isn’t awesome, but Frankie’s a cool kid and I feel a bit bad that he can’t come to movie night. But judging by the looks Brittany keeps sending his way when she thinks nobody’s watching it would be a disaster, plus by the time the concert/ meet and greet end and we make it to my place…the poor kid would be dead on his feet!
“So Tank what exactly do webkins do?” I asked, sitting on the floor next to him where he was sitting with a pile of stuffed animals and Nick’s laptop. I know it’s some kind of interactive toy, but the closest thing I had when I was a kid was a Tamagotchi that kept dieing.
“All sorts of stuff!” he exclaimed excitedly before launching into a long explanation of all the wonders that are the webkinz.
My brain officially hurts! I mean not that it’s too complicated, I’ve held online role playing accounts before, I had a NeoPet, heck I currently have a Gaia, but dude he’s what eight?
“Wow, that is pretty cool!” I laughed, because really what else is there to do when you realize a little kid just might be smarter than you?
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hehe
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