Corner Store Girl: Janoskians: Luke and Jai Brooks Fanfiction

Chapter 1: Corner Store

I couldn't figure which drink I was in the mood for as I scan my eyes over the many options: a variety of sodas ranging from Coke to tropical Coconut Fanta, lemonade, tea, and sparkling water. So mush to choose from and I didn't know what to pick; I've always been indecisive.

The fridge of the corner store cooled me down in the afternoon of the hot summer day; it felt refreshing. I tapped my fingernails I've been trying to grow prettily against the glass door I was holding to keep it open. I've probably been standing here for a total of three minutes.

"I would go with the Snapple; reading the fact on the cap makes me feel smart." I heard an accented voice say. I turned around to see a guy looking at me with a smirk on his face. I tried not to stare at his beautiful brown eyes or exposed toned arms, but God was he hot. I almost hit myself in the face as I sheepishly smile and grabbed a raspberry Snapple, taking his suggestion, and walked away before I could do anything stupid.

"Hi," I say to the cashier who I could see from the corner of my eye was suspiciously watching me when I took too long and placed the beverage on the counter in front of me. He groaned, told me it was $2.30, and gave me my change after I gave him my five dollar bill. I then grabbed my drink and was headed towards the door, fighting the urge to look back to the guy who spoke to me before.

I was three steps out the door and two sips into my Snapple when I heard someone call after me. "Wait up!"

I turned around to find the guy trying to catch up to me. When he reached me he said, "Where are you head-," but was cut off by four other guys' laughter. They were huddled on the other side of the entrance to the store and were laughing as they looked over from us to each other and then back again. I could feel my face burn up for more than just the fact that it was hot out, but they were all gorgeous.

"Guys, cut it out, yeah?" The guy in front of me wined; I analyzed his voice and decided he was either English or Australian- I couldn't tell the difference between the countries' accents sometimes. Anyways, he obviously knew them and they were starting to walk towards us; all of their eyes were on me accusingly.

"You're not going to win this one, Lukey." Said a guy who looked slightly older than the rest yet still managed to be one of the shortest.

"Yeah. This is a stiff one, I can tell." I couldn't help but think of myself as an Abnegation from Divergent by being called a stiff. The guy who said this was now eyeing me up and down, judging with a face that was very much like the guy's next to me. They were definitely twins, I couldn't tell much of a difference between them except the one next to me had a lip piercing and the other an eyebrow, but both had a lot of tattoos. They all looked bad ass now that I thought of it.

Four out of the five of them had tattoo sleeves except for the really tall one compared to the rest. Only one didn't have a visible piercing: the one who identified the guy next to me as "Lukey".

There was some silence with just the guys trading glances with both me and "Lukey" so I decided it best to leave. "Well, this is all fun and you're all great conversationalists, but I'm gonna go."

I turned on the heels of my converse and sighed. I didn't know any of these guys, so I can guess they were all just here visiting. This was a pretty small town so everyone knew each other and their accents were all the same: English-ish. Why was I "a stiff"? What was "Lukey" not gonna win and why not? Who were they? What-

"Hey. Sorry about them." I hadn't realized Lukey had ran after me again. In any other situation I would more than happy to have a guy this hot and accented wanting to talk to me, but his friends made me feel massively uncomfortable, and I questioned his motive. Why would he want to talk to me? I wasn't really pretty and he was most definitely out of my league- there was no question there. I was so distraught. I tried to run my hands through my hair, but ended up knocking off the beanie I forgot I was wearing from my head. I bent down to pick it up and so did he and we bumped heads hard. I immediately stood back up, beanieless, and touched my head, honestly expecting blood, but there was nothing.

"Oh, I'm sorry." he said, handing me my hat. I took it and saw he was wincing; he got hit hard, too.

"It's fine." I replied before taking my beanie from his hand and putting it back on my head. There was a pause as we both assessed our injuries. "Listen, I live like a block away, if you want I could grab an ice pack and bring it for you."

"What if I go with you." My eyebrows immediately rose. "Not like that. Uh, I just mean it might get warm on the way here. It'll save time, too."

I laughed not sure of what I should do, but my mouth spoke without my mind's consent. "Sure." He smiled and started to walk. I didn't know what to call him so I decided to call him what his friend did. "Uh, Lukey.." He laughed under his breath.

"Yeah?" he asked.

"Wrong way."

"Right." He turned and we silently began to walk to my house, passing the other guys as they began to make sex sounds. I didn't know how this was going to go, and I could only hope I wouldn't ruin it. This guy had to be the first in weeks to show interest in me and he's the hottest one that ever has; I really don't want to mess this up.

We heard the boys continuing to make sex noises, but Luke and I just laughed because nothing was going to happen, right?