MJ's POV

"Yea, you need to seduce mister Vengeance and then cockblock him, can you do that for good 'ol me?" Jimmy asked, batting his eyes at me and rocking back and forth on his heels. What was he playing at? Cockblock who? My blue eyes met his as I gaped at him for a moment, trying to process what he just said.

Wait a minute, did he just tell me to seduce and cockblock Zacky Vengeance? How was I supposed to seduce the green-eyed hottie? Sure I had a dream that we had made out, but I didn't even think I was on his radar.I dont think Jimmy realized that I wasn't one of those girls that was graced with the gift of flirt or flounce. And let's be honest, I was a blonde pile of hot mess that the next asshole was just waiting to step in. I chewed my bottom lip as the panic slowly started to set in. I couldn't just lead someone on for the hell of it and I didn't know the first thing about seducing someone! Hell, I could count how many times I had sex on two hands! I was no expert!

"I don't kn--" I started, fumbling with the boot laces in frustration. I was getting all worked up and not in a good way. Oh, and did I mention that my head still felt like it was ready to explode and I honestly had no idea how I was moving right now? Coffee gods of the world, lend me your ears and pour me a large black mocha! Please?

"Come on, for me? Pwetty pwease with a chewwy on top?" Jimmy gave me the biggest puppy dog eyes that I had ever seen and I let out a small sigh of defeat. Maybe I could steal some liquid courage from Dice's stash in her room because there was no way boring old Mia Johnson could do it alone. I couldn't be that hard to act the part of a slut, right? And how many times had Dice told me to get out of my shell and just have fun? I guess this could be my shot, even though my gut told me otherwise. This was most definitely a disaster in the making.

"H-how are you holding up this morning, beautiful?" My eyes shot up to see the handsome devil himself standing in the doorway. What was he gaping at? Was there something wrong with me? Oh, right, Jimmy dressed me in this leather skirt that barely covered my ass, knee high socks, Dices' stripper boots, and a three-quarter length shirt that showed a little mid-drift; I looked like the slut he wanted me to play.

I chewed my bottom lip as our eyes met, suddenly feeling self-conscious. "I'm hanging in there," I admitted as I stood up. Whoa, I haven't walked in heels this high since my sophomore year of college and I was majorly out of practice. How did Dice do this night after night? Come to think of it, I dont think I've ever seen her go to work without some kind of heel on. Well, here goes nothing. Slut, 101 here I come. I cautiously took a step forward, only to stumble into Zacky. "I-I'm sorry," I stammered, feeling his arms encircle me and pull me into his muscular frame. Jimmy met my eye and gave me an approving nod. Oh, sorry, buddy that wasn't on purpose. I'm just a klutz.

"Nothing to be sorry about, fate has just wants to be together." Jimmy rolled his eyes behind Zacky's back and threw me a wink as Zacky pulled me even closer. Okay, so maybe I was on his radar... Yep, definitely on the radar and he had already dialed in back up. Um, hello Little Vengeance. Oh, god! How am I going to do this? His dick was stabbing me already in the hip!

"So are you ready to go, Blondie?" Thank you, Jimmy!

"Just give me a minute," I mutter as I gave him a quick nod. I immediate pulled away from my new target and flew into our shared bathroom. Learning against he back of the door, I saw my reflection looking back at me in the mirror. Okay, so I didn't look like the walking dead and my hair actually looked pretty good considering I didn't brush it to day. I quickly re-applied some make-up, put on bright red lipstick, took a shot of whatever was in Dice's flask, approved my new whorish appearance and made my way out to the clown car in the driveway. Here goes nothing....

"Erm, how is this going to work?" I asked, folding my arms over my chest as all five sets of eyes looked back at me from what looked like a clown car. I couldn't help but catch Brian's eyes as an approving smirk fell over his face. Well, at least he liked the way I looked, but he wasn't my assignment tonight. What have I gotten myself into?

"I've got a spot for you right here, beautiful." Suddenly, a pair of arms grab me around the waist and pull me into the car, my bare ass, only covered by a thong, resting on what felt like a stick shifter. "Comfy?" Zacky asked as his arms snaked around my waist. Oh, my god, I can't breath. Sure he is hot as hell, but this isn't me. I'm not a girl to fuck before a first date and kiss and tell. But here I am, basically being dry humped from behind in a car full of men. Come on, MJ, just suck it up and play the part. You know can do this and maybe it will make Brian jealous and force him to ask me out!

"So what are you doing tonight?" A deep blush fell over my cheeks as I felt cool snakebites grazing my neck in little kisses. Oh, Mr. Vengeance you really shouldn't start something I know I cant finish. How on earth am I going to go through with this? He's going to want some kind of reciprocation of affection and I feel extremely guilty about leading him on as it is. I'm not that kind of girl, not that I wasn't attracted to him. I just wanted to get to know him first.

"I-I dont have any plans," I said, looking out the window as I pushed a blonde lock behind my ear and caught Brian's eyes in the mirror. Was he mad at me? What the hell did I do? Oh, don't puff your cigarette at me! You didn't offer for me to sit on your lap so don't take out your anger on me! "But I could use a drink," I said truthfully as I turned in Zacky's arms and put my hands on his shoulder. This is something an easy girl would do, right?

"Well, I think we could work something out, sweetheart." Zacky's lips grazed mine and his hands moved to tangle in my hair as I pressed my lips to his firmly. Okay, so maybe I did like the taste of mint toothpaste and cigarette smoke on his lips and the way his arms felt around me, but I was not going to sleep with him. I didn't know the guy and besides, my eyes were on the chain smoking prince in the front seat.

"Oh, get a room!" Matt called from the driver's seat. "V, I thought you were a classy guy! Have some decency for the rest of us before you start shagging on top of Jimbo and Short Shit."

"Seriously," Johnny scoffed, but my eyes were on Jimmy who looked like he was about burst out laughing. "Save it for the bar."

The ride to Johnny's was painfully long and I couldn't let myself relax as I basically gave Zacky hands full reign of my body. I felt like was watching some bimbo from afar because the MJ I knew would never let a guy she just met kiss all over her. Why did I decide to do this again? Oh, yeah, because I have an overwhelming desire to be accepted. I just wanted to feel like I belonged in this new place. Sure Dice loved me, at least I hoped so, but as selfish as it sounds, it would be nice to have some more friends.

"After you, M'Lady," Zacky said, pulling me from my thoughts as he opened the door for me At least he was being a gentlemen, for the most part. As soon as I climbed out of the clown car, Zacky grabby me by the hips and pulled me back into him. I nervously chewed my bottom lip, hoping that Brian wasn't watching. "What do you say I buy you a few drinks and then we get out of here? Maybe go grab a bite to eat?"

"Sure, that sounds nice." Wait a minute? Did Zacky just ask me out on date? I dont know if this was part of Jimmy's agenda, but maybe Zacky did want to get to know me and not just fuck me. "But I'll warn you now, I like to eat dessert first," I teased, poking his nose like I had seen the bimbos at the bar do countless times. That was not an MJ move and I'm not even sure what possessed me to do it.

Oh, and from there, the night got even stranger. To start it all off, the moment I walked into Johnny's, Dice was dancing on the bar and was drinking herself into oblivion. I watched in horror as she bent down and grabbed who happened to be Matt trying to get her off the bar and started to play tonsil hockey with him. I knew Lucy was a little crazy and frisky, but I had never seen her go this far before. Is that what Jimmy wanted me to do to Zacky? Play him liked Dice played every guy she ever met? I knew I couldn't do that.

"What can I get you to drink?" I blinked a few times, my attention being drawn back to Zacky.

"Something strong," I sighed before he turned away and pushed through the crowd to the bar. I wanted to talk to Dice but she was too involved at the moment with Shadows to even notice me on her radar. I needed her advice.

"Why the long face? You've got Baker eating out of the palm of your hand!" Jimmy yelled, causing me to recoil slightly. "Now you've just got to give him the bate and switch. Oh, this is going to be so awesome. Blondie you may just become my new favorite!" Jimmy span me around the dance floor, leaving me dizzy and slightly confused. "Maybe Dicey and I can let you into our secret circle." He winked at me, but my weren't focused on him. I was watching Brian angrily glare at me from the bar just as Zacky pulled me back into his embrace and handed me a drink.

"So where are you from, MJ?" Zacky whispered in my ear as we danced in the middle of the bar, our bodies grinding against each other. I quickly gulped down half of my drink in hopes that the numbness of the alcohol would help me relax.

"Dice and I are both from a little no-name town about fifty miles from here." It was true. We were both small town gals that found each other in high school and immediately bonded because of awful up-brings. I had been living in Miami up until about three months ago when Dice begged me to move in with her. I couldn't refuse because I hated being by myself and that's all that life in Miami brought me--loneliness. "I just moved in with Dice after graduating from college in Miami. I was a media arts major," I shrugged, still watching Brian and avoiding Zacky's green eyes.

"That's awesome, and hey I might be looking for a new member of my design team for Vengeance University if you want out of the bartending business." Zacky span me around in his arms and looked at me with a small smile. "Because you are too damn beautiful to be stuck in such a shitty place." My jaw dropped slightly as I looked back at him. No one had ever told me that I was too good for something before. Maybe Mr. Vengeance was more than Dice had originally told me because he did seem to care and be interested in my life.

"Thanks," I said with a small smile, looking down at the floor. "I needed to hear that, even if its not true."

"Oh, sweetheart, its true." Zacky's lips had suddenly taken mine hostage again and I wasn't about to stop him this time. The pleasant taste of his lips engulfed me and I felt like I was spinning on cloud nine.

"Hey! Hello?" Zacky and I broke apart only to see Jimmy dancing in front of us and waving his arms around like a maniac. "Um...you're boss is looking for Dice. Any idea's where she dragged Shadz off to?" I sighed and bit my lip.

"Did you try the cars?" I asked, a blush falling over my face. God, I coudn't even imaging getting caught mid hook-up in a car. Hell, I couldn't even fathom the idea of just having a hook up. I didn't know how Dice did it.

It turns out that sneak little devil had Matt back in the freezers. Talk about a case of blue balls and I hated being the one to open the door and interrupt them. I mean, Dice looked like she wanted to kill me. I couldn't bare the thought of her mad at me and there was not turning off her redheaded temper once it got ignited when she was drunk. And boy was she drunk and pissed at me. That was it, I couldn't take anymore. It was then that I walked over to the bar and started slamming drink after drink, not wanting to feel and not wanting to think anymore.

And hour later, I found myself making-out with Zacky as he carried me up the steps to a large stone house somewhere on the other side of Huntington Beach. He had removed my crop-top as he carried me up the winding stair to the second floor, hips lips never leaving mine, his hand roamed my body. I didn't know what I was doing or why I was doing it, like my body was on auto pilot for the first time in my life.

It wasn't until my back hit the mattress and Zacky was making a trail of kisses down to my leather skirt that my sobriety started to kick back in. What the hell was I doing? This wasn't me! I couldn't just bang Zacky and leave him because I was a girl who got feeling from sleeping with someone. Yeah, that's right. To me, sex equaled love or pretty darn close to it!

"Wait!" I gasped, suddenly sitting up and pulling away from Zacky. "I-I'm sorry--I-I cant d-do this..." I said in a shaky voice, now standing.

"Come on, MJ, dont do this. I promise I'll be gentle," Zacky cooed, taking a step towards me with his arms outstretched. I frantically shook my head and grabbed my shirt off of the banister at the top of the stair. "MJ come on!" Was he begging? Well that was a first for me.

"I'm sorry Zacky. I cant just have a hook up," I admitted, grabbing my leather coat off the floor. "Sex is--just never mind." I sigh, looking at his tattooed abs as he looked down at me from the top of the stairs.

"At lease let me take you home!"

"Im sorry," I said and flew out the door as the tears started to come. I had totally forgotten about Jimmy's request and I felt like an idiot for losing myself. I set up rules to protect myself for a reason and no hook ups was one of them. I did want to leave myself hurt again. Hell, Malcolm's cheating stunt was already crushed me. I wiped away angry tears and I fled, feeling like the world's biggest idiot.

As I ran down the sidewalk, I suddenly bumped into a hard mass and stumbled backwards, ready to meet the bitch known to most as the pavement. What a great way to end a sucky night!

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