Take You - Janoskians

Chapter 1

A/N: ok, first fanfic EVER. and I'm hoping maybe someone will read this... hopefully. haha so I swear this is about the Janoskians but it's only the first chapter so.. ok I'm annoying bye :)

ps. ^up there is Jess :) aka Taylor Hill

~ Tee x

"Ceeeeeece!" I yell, standing at my best friends door. "Come in!" She yells from upstairs. I trudge up the stairs and jump onto her bed. She steps out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her and looks me up and down. "THAT'S what you're wearing? Jess, it's a COSTUME party." I look down at my ripped jeans and top and laugh. "Please. You're one to talk." I say, eyeing her towel. She pulls me up, one hand clutching her towel and the other clutching me. "C'mon, Jess, you're getting changed." I complain but give in after a weak attempt. When it comes to fashion, nobody can fight Cece. Actually, when it comes to anything. Cece and I are the it girls of Melbourne's Osbourne State High, the supposed best private school in the state (or so they say). We are the ones that juniors want to be and seniors look at with envy. We are the ones that groups of boys whistle at as we walk past and girls cower. We date the cutest boys, wear the hottest clothes and have the best entourage. I'm kidding, we don't have an entourage. Cece looks me over. "Okay. we will have to completely redo you. I mean, jeans? Come on, girlfriend. Pick it up."

"Cece, honey, it's Halloween, it's not going to be that great."

"Are you kidding me!? COSTUMES!" She gushes excitedly.

I sigh. "What's the big deal, anyway? It's just a party." I slump back down onto her bed, rolling my eyes.

"Correction: it's THE party, of the year! It's seniors only. With the exception of us, of course! On invite only. Plus, this guy from Penola is throwing it. It's going to be huge."

Penola Catholic College. the state Christian school. where the girls wear shortened skirts and knee socks, and the guys are all preppy with short hair and polo shirts. Apparently they are completely wild outside of school, but whatever. All I know is they are all over confident, and ALL highly attractive. No kidding, all of them. Cece starts rifling through her endless wardrobe to find us something to wear. "Fine; its just THE party!" I say sarcastically. She rolls her eyes at me. "You continue to justify my disappointment." She says with an exasperated sigh. In the end, standing in front of the mirror, apparently Cece is happy with how we look. She is dressed as WonderWoman, with extremely short blue shorts and tight red shirt. she has the whole WonderWoman outfit. And me, I am in a skin tight leather black body suit, with a mask and cat ears. Yes, I am Cat Woman. Hurrah. My eyes are outlined heavily and Cece's lips are an alarming shade of red. "What do you think?" She asks, bouncing excitedly. I eye us in the mirror uncertainly. "We look... sexual?" I frown. She laughs. And it's true. We look hot. With Cece and her short curly blonde hair and cheerleaders build, dainty features and big blue eyes, she was beautiful. Me, well, with my curvaceous body, long, crazy dark hair, golden tan, and wild green eyes, I'm a bit of a different story. Cece had straightened my hair so that it was in a glossy high ponytail, so I looked at least slightly tame. Cece looks us over once more. "Watch out, Penola boys!" She says. I grin.

As we approach the massive house, I see heaps of people in halloween outfits, dancing and drinking. "We're late." Cece says. I mischievously glance over at her. "All the better." As we step up to the door, people part for us. We push through the double doors side by side and stand looking through the dim room. it was a huge room, with a chandelier in the centre of the ceiling and people milling around with drinks in their hands. the majority of the crowd turns to stare at us. I hear a wolf whistle and smirk, stepping in and scanning the crowd. someone hands me a drink. I immediately hand it back, purposely spilling it on his shirt. "oops, sorry." I say with a cruel smile. "I'll get my own drink, thanks." I lean into Cece. "so, who's the host again?"

"James Yammouni? senior at Penola. Single. Hot. He's in that famous YouTube group, the Janoskians?" Cece has this weird thing where she can remember every. single. person she has ever met or even heard of. personal details, relationships, last Facebook status, you name it. it's not in a creepy way, but it comes super handy.

I roll my eyes and sigh. in my opinion, the Janoskians are overrated. I mean, I'm definitely not one to judge on first glance, and seeing as I've never met them or seen any videos, i am not in any place to judge, but honestly, fan girls piss me off. "Okaaaaaay," Cece says. "you ready?" she smirks. "let's do this." I say as we link pinkies and strut into the party.