One of The Boys

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;DNew Story! Have already written a couple chapters of it so the first couple will be posted quickly. Here is the description:

Samantha is best friends with Joe Jonas. The problem: She has a crush on him but he doesn't think of her as more. Fed up with not getting noticed the way she wants to by him she turns to her cousin to give her a makeover. How will Joe react? Will he crush back or will he have an entirely different reaction?

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Okay first chapter up. Oh, and just to let you know. If you respond and tell me what you think I post quicker.

Chapter One:
I slowly opened my eyes. The light from the window was WAY too bright. I groaned and rolled out of bed. Walking slowly over the my mirror I remembered that I was going to be hanging out at the Jonas’ today helping get ready for the New Year’s party tonight.

I was excited for this New Years. I was convinced that this time Joe would realized he like me as more than his best friend. Then during the countdown he would kiss me. Sure, it wasn’t the most realistic hope but it happened every year. Actually, I thought this every year and every year it… didn’t happen. But this year would be different.

I looked in the mirror and saw my hair was all knotted up. I quickly grabbed a brush and pulled it into a ponytail. I grabbed some navy sweatpants and a white tank top and pulled it on quickly. This is what my outfit normally was. It was always sweatpants during the colder months and basketball shorts during the warmer months and then I would always wear a tank top or a random T-shirt. I never wore any makeup nor did anything elaborate with my hair. I didn’t even know how to walk in heels and never wore dresses or skirts because they gave me an uncomfortable breeze.

Obviously, I was a tomboy. My best friends were Nick, Joe, and Kevin Jonas. I did not have any girl friends because they thought I was too gross. Of course the only problem with that was that I had a small large crush on Joe. Also, I did not know how to make myself look pretty so he never really noticed me as anything other than a friend.

I walked downstairs and grabbed a large sweatshirt and threw it on. I did not even bother to text Joe telling him I would be coming over. I appeared at their house randomly sometimes. I slowly trudged down the one block that separated our houses. It was snowing so by the time I got to their house I was freezing.
Instead of knocking like most normal people do I just opened their door and walked right in.

“JJ I am home!” I announced the seemingly empty house. I waited a couple seconds then Joe came running out from behind a corner.

“YAY! Sam you’re here. Come on lets go set up for the party tonight!” He managed to scream all in one breathe.
I followed him to his living room. Sitting in there was Kevin and
Nick. As soon as they saw me they stood up and we all headed to the car. We headed to the place that the Jonas family was renting out for the New Year’s party for the high school.

A soon as we got there we went to the large ballroom we were having the party in.

“Holy… this place is huge.” I exclaimed once I saw the room.

“Ha Nick you owe me five dollars.” Kevin announced. I gave him a questioning look and he explains, “We bet that you would say something about the size.”

“That’s a random bet.” Joe commented.

“I agree.” I responded smiling at him. He didn’t notice. He was too busy looking around the room.

“Let’s get started fixing this place up. It needs to be perfect. I want to give this certain girl I really like a New Year’s kiss tonight.” Joe said smiling. He then glanced over at me.
As soon as he said this my heart did all sorts of flips in my stomach. Could he be talking about me? Is my dream going to come true?

“Who is it?” I questioned. I decided that if he didn’t tell me then it meant that it was me. Right? I painfully waited for his response. He slowly turned towards me.

“It’s a secret.”

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Chapter Two:
I was supposed to be helping the boys set up for the party. I wasn’t much help though. What Joe had said was running through my head over and over again. I was convinced he was talking about me. Unfortunately, because I was so distracted I kept dropping stuff and my and other people’s toes. It made for some painful experiences.

“Yo Kevin. What time is it?” I asked.

“ 8:30ish. Why?”

“Just wondering how long we had until the party actually started.”

I wandered over to the drink cooler and pulled out two sodas. I then went in a search for Joe. I found him then tossed one soda to him.

“Ready?” I asked.

“Of course.” He responded smugly. We both cracked open our soda cans and started chugging. We always had burping contests like this. It didn’t even matter who won.

Buuurp!

Buuuuurrrrp!

Buuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrp!

BUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPP!

“I think I won with that last one. What do you think?” I questioned.

“Fine you win… but only this time. Just you wait until next time.”

“You burp like a man, Samantha.” Nick commented.

“That hurts, Nick, like really badly.” I feigned hurt and put my hand over my heart.

“Oh great now she is going all emotional on us.” Joe commented.

“You’re just mad I beat you.” I retorted.

We continued joking around like this until people started arriving for the party. Once everybody got here the party was awesome. We had a DJ so we had some good music and the whole time people were dancing on the dance floor. Most of the time I just sat at a table though. Two reasons why: one I can’t dance and two I just wanted the night to skip to the countdown so Joe would come profess his undying love for me.

The night dragged on and on. Meaningless hours, minutes, and seconds of loud music and dancing. Every second I would glance over at the large clock to check the time. It was currently five minutes to midnight so I went searching for Joe so he wouldn’t have to search for me once the countdown started.

I found him and stood just a couple feet away from him. He looked like he was searched for somebody so I just figured he hadn’t seen me yet. So I tried to strike a pose that I hoped made me look prettier. The countdown was starting.

10… 9… 8…

I looked around for Joe he looked over in my direction and smiled. Good. He started walking towards me.

7… 6… 5…

He was getting close to me. I started to wonder what he would say to me after he kissed me.

4… 3… 2…

He then walked past me. My eyes followed him and I saw that he walked right up to Mandy.

… 1!

He leaned over and kissed her at the last moment. At that moment I wanted nothing more than to tear her limb from limb. It was supposed to be me he was kissing not her. I had gotten my hopes up for nothing. After what seemed like ages they broke apart and he said something to her. I couldn’t hear what though because I was too far away.

I didn’t stick around to find out. My house wasn’t too far away from the party so I simply left the party and walked home. As soon as I got home I collapsed in bed and fell asleep.

The next day when I woke up I had a new text from Joe on my phone that read: You know how I like Mandy. Well I kissed her for New Years and now we are going out. I can’t believe it. What’s worse is that Mandy is nice. If she was mean it would be easy for me too hate her but I just can’t.

I decided I was sick of just being one of the boys to Joe. I decided that when I visited my cousin in New York like I did every summer I would have her give me a makeover. Then when I came back Joe wouldn’t know what hit him. Then I would give him a taste of his own medicine.

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Chapter Three :
I was sitting in an airplane on my way to New York. It was the start of the summer and every summer I went and visited my cousin in New York. Whenever I went the first thing
she would say to me, besides hello, was do you want me to give you a makeover. So I figured this year I would just accept because normally I politely refuse. Then I would turn into a pretty, pretty princess.

So it has been awhile since the New Year’s party. Joe and Mandy are still dating. It drives me crazy when I am near them. Especially when they get all romantic and clingy. If I even see Mandy coming near Joe I have to make an excuse to leave so I won’t barf. Well actually one time I did barf but in my defense I was feeling kind of sick that day.

The plane was landing now so I couldn’t wait to see my cousin. Let me quickly explain this: my cousin is like one of those socialites. She only wears designer clothes, she knows everybody and every bit of gossip, is drop dead gorgeous, and goes through boys as often as she changes clothes. This if you knew her you would know is a lot. She has to wear at least three different outfits a day.

We were all exiting the plane now. It didn’t take long to find my cousin she was the only one there who was wearing a designer dress in and airport and high heels. I walked over to her and let me say I felt very inferior. I was wearing my usual sweatpants and tank top combination.

However, my sweatpants aren’t those cute sweatpants pretty girls wear for running. They are those big baggy sweatpants that most people don’t even go near and my tank tops were not some cutely designed thing. They were big and pretty much a guy’s wife beater.

“Hey Estelle.” I greeted her. See even her name was gorgeous.

“Sam! I missed you so much. I can’t wait to spend the month with you.” Estelle greeted back. She had the slightest accent that I couldn’t even place because I don’t think it was real. I think she just made it up and taught herself to talk that way but it did sound cool.

However, the one thing I noticed was missing was that she hadn’t asked me if I wanted a makeover yet. That usually popped up right away. I will just have to drop some hints that I might want one until she asks.

We headed over to the food court to get a snack before we left for her penthouse. We quickly grabbed some food and sat down at a table so we could catch up some.

“So how goes things with you and Joe?” She asked. Yeah, she knew about Joe. I pretty much told her everything since she has had so much experience with guys.

“Well, at New Year’s he dropped some hints that he liked this girl and was going to let her know so I thought it was me. I turned out to be this Mandy girl whom he kissed at midnight. Which as you know is my dream. Also, they are now going out and have been since New Years and I don’t think they are going to break up soon. I am thinking I might need to look a little more girly if I ever want Joe to notice me like that.” I said. Notice how I dropped that subtle hint at the end.

“Oof that is harsh. Oh, and I know how it always annoys you that I offer to give you a makeover every year. So this year I am not going to harass you about it constantly I understand you like the way you are.” She responded giving a reassuring smile. I just stared at her for a second.

“Really… uh cause you know…. I kinda wanted one this year… because…. JoeonlylikesmeasafriendandIreallywanttoprovetohimIcanbegirly.” I said saying the last part really quickly.

“Really? Well it is about time. No offense. You just don’t have the best style. Now first we should burn all your sweatpants, ugly tank tops, and too large sweatshirts. Then we will go shopping.” She grinned maliciously. I was getting scared of her now.

We went back to her house and she pretty much dumped my whole suitcase into the garbage can. She wouldn’t even donate it to Salvation Army she just said not even beggars in New York wear clothes like I did or something along those lines. After that she took me… shopping.

“Holy crap Estelle. This place is huge!” I exclaimed after we arrived at the mall. It wasn’t just a mall it was like a…. supermall.

“First lesson: don’t swear that is a very guy like thing to do. Now hurry up so we can get the shopping done by the weekend.”

“Wait the weekend? It is only Monday!” I exclaimed.

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Chapter Four:
The rest of the week was spent shopping. It was tiring and exhausting. Which I am pretty sure mean the same that but that is not the point. We just walked to store to store each day spending like three hours in each store trying on close.

Luckily my cousin paid for everything. Let me tell you it is a good thing she inherited a lot of money from her parents and have a part-time modeling job because if she didn’t she would be in debt by now. I never knew clothes, shoes, and jewelry could be that expensive.

There was this one day when we went into this one store. I forget which one it was though because we went to so many. But there was this really cute sales counter guy there. Now Estelle wanted me to flirt with him but I managed to make a complete fool of myself. It went something like this:

“Hey Sami,” Estelle said. Oh and did I mention that she told me not to be called Sam anymore because it was to boy like I could be called Sami though since it was more girly. “Try on this dress.” She then thrusted a dress into my arms and shoved me into a changing room.

Now everything was going well up until now. See before she gave me the dress I had occasionally been dropping some flirty comment with the guy. Well at least they were flirty to me but my idea of flirty was a lovesick puppy comment like ‘hi’ while drooling at the same time.

I went into the dressing room and started putting on the dress. Now I had done the whole step into the dress thing and I was pulling it over my hips now. So the dress was a small, figure hugging dress that is always hard to get over your hips. So, I was now doing a weird dance looking thing wiggling my hips this way and that trying to pull it over. Now somehow during this I
managed to trip over my own foot and crash into the door.

Now, of course, I forgot to lock the dressing room door. So I fell right through and hit the ground where everybody could see me. It was a good thing the dress came up at the last second and covered me at least. But…. The door hit somebody. Guess who? Yep, the cute sales boy.

I looked over at him and he was holding his nose. I am gonna make a safe guess and say the door hit his nose. I think it was bleeding some. Now me being the smart person could do nothing but just kind of lay there and do an awkward smile up at him until Estelle came and got me up.

That is about the extent of anything interesting that happened during the shopping week. Now Estelle had a whole schedule
planned out: first week was shopping, second week was learning skills, third week was going to learn to flirt and dance and test all skills together.

The second week was… interesting. I was taught to walk in
heels, do my hair, do my makeup, and a variety of other useful things. I also shaved my legs for the first time. Gross I haven’t before but since I always wore sweatpants it didn’t matter.

Walking in heels was painful. My feet will never be the same. The
first day we practiced that repeatedly. By the end of the day I had blisters all over my feet and bruises all over me from falling. I also almost broke my arm by this one experience where I tripped and rolled down a staircase. Then came makeup. I have decided eye makeup is the devil. I poked myself in the eye with eyeliner so many times I am surprised I am not blind. Also, doing my hair.
I picked that up fairly easily except things like straighteners and curlers and anything hot hate me. I say this because they always seem to burn me. I now have a couple scars on my arms (you don’t want to know how they ended up on my arms) from those rebel straighteners. Because I have these scars I had to go learn how to cover up any scars or bruises with makeup. I got to practice that A LOT.

Shaving my legs was a VERY painful experience too. I pretty cut up my whole leg. Estelle says they are all small cuts though and should heal by the time we go out clubbing. Oh and let me not forget to mention that throughout week one and two I had to go workout for two hours each morning. Apparently it is necessary to have a perfect figure.

Week three was definitely the most embarrassing. Have you ever seen the movie House Bunny? Well there is that one scene where the ugly girl goes up to the guy and says “Do you know where the shitter is I have to drop off some timber.” Well that is kind of what happened to me. I did actually ask a guy where the bathroom was in an attempt to flirt.

There was this one time we went to a club. It was interesting.

“Hey Jeff, this is my friend Sami.” Estelle was batting her eyelashes at the bouncer to let us in. Of course he just kind of stares at her and motions us in. She can flirt with anybody.

“Okay Sami watch and learn.” She said and then was off. I watched her as she threaded her way into the crowd off dancing people then just started grinding with some random guy she didn’t know. They started flirting with each other then they started making out on the dance floor. After a couple seconds she just pulled away and left. He was left staring after her wondering what he did wrong.

“Your turn.”

“You want me to do that?”

“Of course. If you want you don’t have to make out with a guy but you have to dance with a guy and then flirt with him.”

“Okay I will try…” I then walked away from Estelle and started to try to find a guy to dance with. I was starting to feel claustrophobic between all these people. I finally found this one guy who looked a little out of his element too so I went up to him and he started grinding up against me. I didn’t really know what I was doing so I just kinda stood there and just wiggled around uncomfortably. Eventually he got bored and just left. I walked back to Estelle.

“That was pathetic. You didn’t even dance. Watch me one more time then you better be able to do it too.” She then left to go do what she did before except this time with a different guy victim. As I was watching her this random guy came up to me.

“Do you want anything?” I asked him. He was just kind of standing there and creeping me out.

“Hey, my name is Luke. Can I get you a drink?” That sealed the deal. He was a creeper.

“No thanks, now leave I am busy.” I turned my attention back to Estelle. Who was walking back over and she looked kind of mad.

“Sorry about my friend. She was just kidding. Weren’t you Sami? Now go on and have a drink with him.” Estelle pushed me into him and he dragged me over to the bar. When we got there the Luke dude just went and ordered to alcoholic drinks. What the heck I wasn’t even twenty-one.

“Um… I will just have a soda.” I said.

“No I insist.” Luke said handing me some alcohol.

“No, I am not twenty-one.”

“Neither am I. It doesn’t matter.”

“Well I don’t want to get drunk. I just want some soda.” He started to look kind of pissed after I said that.

“Well what do you know. I just heard my friend call me name. I have to go.” He put the drinks down and left weaving his way through the people. Crap. I was supposed to flirt with him wasn’t I? I am never going to get the hang of this.

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Chapter Five:
School starts today.

The makeover had been extremely successful. The only bad part was that since I couldn’t get it in the original amount of time I was going to visit my cousin I had to stay the whole summer in New York. It took the whole summer for me too finally get how to flirt and dance with guys.

I couldn’t wait to strut into school. Mostly all my clothes now were designer or if they weren’t they were drop-dead gorgeous. It was really expensive and I ended up spending a lot of my savings and my cousin’s money too.

It was totally worth it.

I quickly go up with a lot of time to spare. I would need that extra time to do my makeup and hair perfectly. I pulled on a pair of gray skinny jeans and an electric blue off the shoulder top with a thin black belt right below my… torso. I also wore some heels that matched my top.

I pulled my hair into a ponytail with my bangs hanging out. My bangs were perfectly curled but looked natural. I also took a strand from my ponytail and wrapped it around my hair tie then tucked it in so it looked like there wasn’t a hair tie.

I did my makeup and was finally ready. I went downstairs grabbed a breakfast bar and went outside and hopped into the convertible that I managed to convince my mother to buy me with a little help (and a money donation) from my cousin.

I pulled up to the school and walked strutted in. From about the moment I walked in everybody kept glancing over at me. I don’t blame them I knew I looked hot. I bet you a lot of them were wondering if I was new because they never noticed me when I was ugly.

“Hey baby, Are you knew?” I heard from behind me. I slowly twirled around and saw it was Chris. He was one of the hot popular guys that never talked to me before.

“I might as well be.” I responded slowly. He looked kind of confused since I didn’t give him a straight answer.

“That’s good enough for me.” I knew it would work. If you don’t give them a straight answer then they will wonder what you are talking about and talk to you more. However if you do that too much you just seem like an idiot.

He then slung his arm around my waist and walked with me too my locker. We didn’t exchange one meaningful word the whole time. Just a whole lot of pointless flirting. He invited me to a party during the weekend. He just wanted to hook up with me. I told him I would go if I could. Keep him guessing you know?

So that crosses off ‘Get Every One to Notice Me’ on my
checklist. Next was operation ‘Find Joe’. That shouldn’t be too
hard. I walked around for a little bit searching for him. There
were so many guys staring at me while I was walking around it
was kinda creepy. When I was in New York I wasn’t as pretty
there because there were a lot of models there. But at my school
let me put it this way: There is a LOT of ugly people. There are some good looking people to but just mostly ugly.

I finally found Joe, but I wasn’t going to go over to him. No. I was going to make him come over to me and beg for forgiveness and all that good stuff. He kept glancing over at me then would look away when I saw him.

After a couple minutes he walked up to me. I braced myself. He was going to go into a long speech about how wonderful I looked then he would ask me on a date or something. I would say yes and we would live happily ever after.

“Are you new here?” He asked me. Yep. Isn’t that something. He didn’t even recognize me.

“Are you serious? For god sakes Joe. How can you not recognize me?”

“How do you know my name? I was just trying to be helpful and now you are freaking out at me?” He started getting all defensive.

“Wow. Maybe my reasons are that I have been your friend for about our whole lives and you just asked me if I was new here.”

“Sam?” He looked like he just got struck by lightning.

“In the flesh.” I smirked. He was just staring at me. Occasionally his gaze would shift a little lower than my face. That was obnoxious but at least he was nicer than the other guys and quickly looked away when that happened.

“Uh… you look…. Wonderful.” Today has to be one of the best days of my life. I just made Joe speechless.


“Yeah my cousin gave me a makeover during the summer.” With that I turned around in walked off. I just wasn’t going to run straight to him. As of now the rules have changed. If he wants me he better fight for me because I plan on dating some other guys before him. Just in spite of what he has put me through.

[Anna]

i only read the first couple of chapters so far, ill have to get to the rest later, but cute idea
about how old are they supposed to be in this story?

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Thanks.
They are about 18ish I guess I never really but much thought into it. Oh and just because I forgot to mention this earlier they are not famous.