Disclaimer: I do not own the 39 Clues or anything associated with the series.
Hamilton Holt dashed out from his math class, eager to leave. Not just because he was failing math, and not just because he was happy to have narrowly avoided a test that he had to retake, but because he was going to football practice soon. Football always cheered him up. It was some time to get away from his twin siblings that never stopped talking, a moment away from math that never seemed to make sense to him or history that didn't seem relevant- not that he knew what relevant meant, he also wasn't doing well in English. And it was time to just burn some energy and sweat. Not to mention it was one of the only things he was good at...
When he had arrived at his house, he ran to his room to grab his football gear. He glanced at his watch- thirty minutes until football practice. He would have to be quick. He pulled his helmet off the top shelf of his closet, but paused when he realized that his radio was on. As the song finished, Hamilton realized he recognized it. He thought for a second until a thought flashed to mind. Jenn! It was that Jesse McCartney guy that his girlfriend Jenn liked. He smiled.
Jenn was the head cheerleader- a tall, pretty, blonde with a face meant for... well, meant for him, he thought, smugly grinning to himself. Hamilton had met her, obviously, through football and had asked her out after practice one day. They had been dating ever since.
As he walked out of the room, something on the radio caught his attention. He paused in the doorway to listen.
"...Caller number five and caller number ten will both get the oppurtunity to compete in our exclusive Fly FM scavenger hunt. The winner will get two V.I.P tickets to Jesse McCartney's show, complete with memorbilia, and the chance to meet Jesse in person. So pick up your phones and get dialing now!"
Hamilton quickly grabbed his cellphone and dialed the number. He held his breath as Fly FM picked up.
"Congratulations, you are our fifth caller! What's your name?"
"Hamilton. Hamilton Holt," he replied.
"Well Hamilton, you are one of the two lucky callers who will be competing for those two tickets."
"Awesome!"
"Well, thanks for calling. Details about the hunt are on our website."
"Okay, thanks," he said.
"Bye."
"Bye."
Hamilton smirked and hung up. This would be a piece of cake- what could be harder than the hunt for the 39 Clues? Now THAT was a scavenger hunt. He glanced at his watch- 25 minutes left until practise. He snatched up his gear and ran out the door.
*Timebreak*
After practice Hamilton hustled over to Jenn, sweaty and smiling. Jenn smiled back but it seemed... forced. Hamilton frowned but his smile returned when he remembered what he was about to tell his girlfriend.
"Guess what?" He asked. Jenn glanced down at her manicured nails and then back up at Hamilton.
"You know I don't guess, Hammy," she replied.
Lines formed on Hamilton's forehead. "Oh, yeah. Well, anyway, guess who got us V.I.P tickets for Jesse McCartney!"
Jenn smiled. "Aww, Hammy, you shouldn't have!"
Hamilton beamed. "But I wanted to! Anything for my girl."
Jenn smiled sweetly at him. "So... where are the tickets?"
"Well, I..."
Jenn's smile faded. "You do have them, right?"
"Well, I have to do some scavenger hunt, but I'll get them. I'm sure of it."
Jenn wrinkled her nose. "Then WHY did you tell me?"
"I thought that you would have been excited..."
Jenn smiled again but this time it had lost its attempted warmth. "Call me when you have them," she said, and she turned around swifty and walked away.
*Timebreak*
Sinead Starling lay down on her bed and picked up her book. She didn't see why so many of the other teenagers were fascinated by television. When she read she felt as if she were a part of the story. She could wish anything she wanted- like she wasn't covered in scars, like her brother Ted didn't need Flamsteed in order to get around. Like Ned, the third triplet, didn't get throbbing headaches at all the wrong times. All because of that stupid clue hunt. She closed her eyes to think when her brothers came bursting into the room.
"Sinead! Are you listening to the radio?" Ned asked.
Sinead smiled. "No."
"Well turn it on!" Ted whined.
Sinead rolled over onto her side and turned on her radio.
"...And that was caller number five, the first participant in our exclusive scavenger hunt. Only one position remains, so dial now!" Ned handed her a phone.
"Dial! Dial! Dial! Dial!" They chanted.
"Okay, okay!" Sinead grumbled. She dialed the munber of the radio station and sat back before they answered.
"Congratulations, lucky number ten! You are the second and final participant in our exclusive scavenger hunt! How do you feel?"
Sinead hesitated before answering. "...Good?"
"What's your name, sweetie?"
"I'm Sinead. Sinead Starling."
"Well Sinead, you are one step away from those V.I.P passes. All you need to know is on our website."
"Okay, thanks."
"You're welcome."
Sinead hung up and turned to face her brothers. "And what exactly are these passes for?"
This time Ted piped up. "They're for that one Jesse McCartney guy you LOVE! All you have to do is win some beginner scavenger hunt and they're all yours!" He and Ned then both proceeded to make kissy faces at Sinead.
Sinead blushed. "I do not love him!" she snarled. She paused. "But, thanks."
Ned smiled sheepishly. "Glad you like it, because it's your birthday present!"
"Happy week before our birthdays!" Ted added.
They both flashed wide grins before Ned spoke once more. "But don't forget about our presents!" Ted nodded vigorously.
They then both dashed out of the room before Sinead could fully process what they had said. She rolled her eyes, flopped down onto her bed, and continued reading.
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