Im Dana and this is my very frist fanfic. I am writing a joint with Nikki(a.k.a. loveujonas) and I wrote the first chapter. So here goes nothing.
Going Once, Going Twice. SOLD
Chapter One
If you wanna cross the bridge, my sweet
You’ve got to pay the toll
Take a gulp
Take a breath
Go ahead, sign the scroll
Nick and Kevin
Now I’ve got her, boys
The boss is on a roll
You poor unfortunate souls
The music blared inside my fiery red 2003 Ford Mustang(I like the older look but its not old on the inside, everything is brand spanking new) with silver racing stripes. The radio seemed to be turned up the highest it could possible go. Ellie, my 15 year old sister, danced in the passenger seat. She bobbed in time with the music.
I, being a normal 17 year girl, of course danced and bounced along with the song. We both sang along to our three favorite boys as we pulled up to a red light. The song rounded back to the chorus
Poor unfortunate souls
In pain
In need
This one longing to be thinner
That one wants to get the girl
a truck full of at least 3, 16 or 17 year old hotties pulled up beside us. I was sure that they could hear our music.
“Of course,” I thought out loud.
“What is it Natalie?” Ellie asked. I said nothing just motioned with my head to my window on the side in which the truck was. She mouthed the word oh.
I, being the somewhat bold one that I am, turned the music down a tiny bit, swiveled in my seat towards the window, and rolled it down. I motioned for the passenger of the truck to roll his down and he did.
“Hey, I’m Natalie and this is my little sister Ellie.” I said as I pointed in her direction.
The passenger tried to yell over the engine of my beautiful car, but I still heard him, “Hey, I’m Ben and this is Jake,” he motioned to the driver who waved. “and this is Joel,”
The one who I assumed was Joel, leaned forward and yelled out the window, “Deeaaammmnn girl you fine!” Ben socked him in the arm and then apologized to me for him. The light turned green and I grinned wildly at them. I floored it down a straightaway. I just waved out of my window, they were long gone.
We arrived at the building where they were auctioning off old peoples’ crap to raise money for a Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation. Our dad, being the wealthiest and most sought after lawyer in NYC, was invited to this auction but had to turn the offer down because he has an important case to work on. He sent us in his place. “Spend what you want. It’s for a good cause,” he said to us as we left the house. When he says “what you want” it really means "what you want". So we were somewhat excited for this auction.
We pulled into a parking spot just as the final chorus of Goodnight and Goodbye finished. I turned the car off and got out.
“Who all do you think will be here?” asked Ellie as we walked towards the front doors of the auction building.
“I have no clue. Just as long as Chelsea Carter isn’t here, I will be fine,” I replied grimly.
Chelsea Carter was the daughter of the second richest lawyer in NYC and he was the rival to our dad. She was the perfect, though she was far, far, far from perfect, definition of a “rich bit.ch”.
We wear designer everything, from shoes to hair clips, but we didn’t brag about any of it. Well I brag about my car cause I love it, but that’s not the point right now. She flaunts it and rubs it in everyone’s faces.
“Speak of the da.mn devil now,” Ellie whispered as Satan, known to all others as Chelsea, walked in the door and signed in at the greeters table. “Uhh, I hate her,” Ellie finished.
We signed in, took our number, and sat down somewhere in the middle. All the other participants took their seats and the auction began. The auctioneer walked up to the podium and said, “Welcome to our very first auction to raise money for the Juvenile diabetes research foundation. For our first item we have a beautiful rendition of Monet’s first painting. Let’s start the bidding at 500 dollars.”
The auction was about one and a half hours in when we became really, really bored. The auctioneer began, “And for our last item we have the three lovely young men,” My eyes shot up to the stage when I heard that.
The three most gorgeous boys walked on stage at that moment, The Jonas Brothers, they were grinning from ear to ear. I slapped Ellie awake and she squealed when she saw them. I shushed her up quickly.
“The highest bidder will get to spend one whole day on the town with all three of these wonderful brothers,” he continued, “Let’s start the bidding at 5,000 dollars.”
I found where Chelsea was sitting, I noticed her eyes light up. I raised my number into the air and she saw me. I knew what she was thinking and there was no way she was going to out bid us. The bids kept getting larger and large. Soon it was at $500,000, and then $750,000, now $1,000,000. I knew that I could only do one more bid. I glanced up at the stage and saw the look on their faces. Shock. I am not really sure what shocked them, but I bet it was the bids. I swear I saw both Joe and Kevin wink at me, I might be dreaming, but I decide to wink back and raised the hand with my number in it. Just then Satan raised hers also.
I am not sure which number the auctioneer saw but he goes, “Going once, going twice, SOLD! To the blonde bombshell in red!”
Oh SH.IT! Chelsea is blonde and is wearing red. My heart dropped. I dropped my head down and notice I was wearing a red halter top. OHEMJAY! I think I might have won. I looked up at the stage.
“Come on up pretty lady,” said the auctioneer. He was pointing at…
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