Hello! :) I decided to make another song-fic! Entry for Top Madrigal Agent's TwoShot Contest. Sorry, folks. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own The 39 Clues or That Should Be Me by Justin Bieber (featuring Rascal Flatts).

Ian Kabra was in the mall, roaming around, bored out of his mind while waiting for his sister, Natalie.

When he made his way to the bookstore, he heard someone call out, "Where are you?"

"Over here!" a girl's voice said.

He'd know that voice anywhere. It was Amy Cahill, fellow Cahill and Madrigal agent.

Who is she with? Ian wondered. He walked around the bookshelves and saw Amy and another guy talking in hushed voices.

Amy and another guy? Impossible.

"You want that, Amy?" he (not Ian) asked.

"Well… yeah," she said.

"Alright. Come on—I'm getting hungry." He smiled and took her hand, then they both headed to the counter.

Ian walked away and found a chair to sit on. He took a history book and opened it to a random page while taking out his iPod.

While he was reading about the Acropolis in Greece, a certain song came up.

(That Should Be Me by Justin Bieber featuring Rascal Flatts. Ian's thoughts are in bold. Story is in normal text.)

Everybody's laughing in my mind

Rumors spreading 'bout this other guy

I did hear Dan, Natalie, Nellie and Fiske talking about your new friend.

Do you do what you did, what you did with me?

Does he love you the way I can?

I don't think so.

Did you forget all the plans that you made with me?

'Cause baby, I didn't

I never forgot everything.

That should be me holding your hand

That should be me making you laugh

Ian looked at Amy and Evan. They were holding hands and laughing.

That should be me.

That should be me, this is so sad

That should be me, that should be me

Sure it's sad. *depressed sigh*

That should be me feeling your kiss

That should be me buying you gifts

I could buy you anything you want, all the books in the world!

This is so wrong, I can't go on

Till you believe that that should be me

That should be me

That should definitely be me. I'm way better than him!

You said you needed a little time for my mistakes

It's funny how you use that time to have me replaced

You said that you'd think about it. That was a week ago. Now you're with that Evan person.

Did you think that I wouldn't see you out at the movies?

Whatcha doing to me?

You're taking' him where we used to go

Now if you're trying to break my heart

It's working 'cause you know

You want me to be jealous? Sure. I'm currently filled with envy.

That that should be me holding your hand

That should be me making you laugh

That should be me, this is so sad

That should be me, that should be me

Exactly.

That should be me feeling your kiss

That should be me buying you gifts

This is so wrong, I can't go on

Till you believe that that should be me

I'm way better than him. You know that.

I need to know should I fight for our love or disarm?

It's getting harder to shield this pain in my heart…

Ooh…

I can't take it anymore!

That should be me holding your hand

That should be me making you laugh

That should be me, this is so sad

That should be me, that should be me

Yes, that should be me!

That should be me feeling your kiss

That should be me buying you gifts

This is so wrong, I can't go on

Till you believe that that should be me… ooh…

You know that that should be me, Amy.

Holding your hand, that should be me

The one making you laugh, oh baby

Oh, that should be me

I should be the one holding your hand and making you laugh.

That should be me, giving you flowers

I'd give you the loveliest flowers.

Talking for hours

We'd talk about everything.

I never should've let you go

That should be me

That should be me

Ian pulled out his earphones and turned off his iPod. Then he stood and headed out of the bookstore. Natalie was calling him.

Today was the Cahill Sleepover in Cahill Manor. Amy had invited Evan Tolliver over, with hesitant permission from Fiske and Nellie.

Ian and Natalie came in and greeted the Cahills that were already present with warm smiles. Everyone else was surprised—these smiles weren't cold or sly or heartless. They were genuinely sincere. And they smiled back at the Kabras.

"What's up?" Hamilton Holt asked cautiously.

"Well… nothing," Ian said casually. "Why?"

"No offense, but you're acting kind of weird," Dan Cahill said.

"We're just happy. Why, can't we be happy?" Natalie demanded.

"It's not that," Sinead Starling said, looking at Amy and Evan.

Ian understood what she was trying to say. He just leaned back against the couch. "I mean, we haven't seen each other in a while, right?"

"You got a point, Ian," Ned Starling said.

"Who else are we waiting for?" Natalie asked.

"Jonah and Reagan," Hamilton replied. "Reagan's on her way from a badminton match. I don't know what's up with Jonah."

"He's on his way too," Fiske Cahill said. "He just texted me. He said that he's coming from Paris."

"That's far," Madison Holt said.

"Sure is," Ted Starling agreed. "Well, what should we do here?"

The Cahills present (except Amy and Evan, who were busy talking) exchanged glances. They couldn't do much because Evan was here, and he wasn't a Cahill. They thought that he might be a Vesper.

"I'm gonna go to my room for a while," Dan announced. "Hey, Hamilton, let's play Ninja Gaiden!"

"Alright!" Hamilton whooped and they went up.

"Uh… can we borrow laptops?" Sinead asked.

"Sure," Nellie Gomez said, leading the Starlings out of the room.

Ian and Natalie looked at each other. "I'm going to get a drink," Natalie said, standing too.

Fiske sighed. "I'd better call Jonah." He left the living room.

That left Ian, Amy, and Evan.

Ian stood and went out to the yard for some air.

Jonah Wizard and Reagan Holt opened the door. "Where's everyone?" Reagan asked. "HELLOOOOO!"

"Upstairs," Amy said, laughing.

"I thought—oh," Jonah muttered, seeing Evan Tolliver. He glanced at Reagan. "Say, why don't you teach me how to play that sport you like?"

Reagan's eyes widened. "Badminton?"

"Yeah," he said, tilting his head towards Evan.

She shrugged. "Sure thing. I could use a new playmate. I'll go easy on you. C'mon." They went in and out the door that led to the yard.

Why did everyone just… leave? Amy wondered as she woke up beside Evan. She looked around. The living room was still empty except for them. The Kabras entered, there was some talk that lasted around ten minutes, then they all went up!

She decided to go upstairs. She knocked on Dan's door. "Dan?"

"What?" he yelled.

"Where did everyone go?" she asked.

"They went home!" Amy heard a laugh and high-fives.

She opened the door and found Hamilton and Dan playing Ninja Gaiden on the bed with two cans of Coke. "I'm serious," she said, hands on her hips.

"They left because you were still with Evan," Hamilton said without looking at her. "We can't do anything because he's there. And who knows? He might be a Vesper, 'cause he isn't a Cahill."

Amy's mouth hung open. "So you're accusing him?" she said.

"Well… I hate to say this, Ames, but yeah," he said as he drank some Coke.

She slammed the door shut and went back down. "Amy?" Evan asked. "What's wrong?"

"I'm looking for everyone," she said quickly.

"I'll help you," he offered.

"No thanks." She walked to the kitchen and found Natalie drinking iced tea.

"Hi, Amy," Natalie said as she stirred her drink.

"Where's everyone?" she asked.

Natalie shrugged. "The Starlings are borrowing some laptops. Jonah and Reagan passed by, saying that they were going to play badminton. Ian went outside. Dan and Hamilton are upstairs. Fiske said that he was going to call Jonah."

"Thanks," Amy said as she ran out of the kitchen and back up to Fiske's office. "Uncle Fiske?"

"I'm busy, Amy," Fiske told her.

He never told her that! There was definitely something wrong.

"Oh, now I'm not. Come on in," he said.

She sighed with relief and opened the door. Her great-uncle sat behind his desk, typing on his laptop.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"The Starlings borrowed three laptops. I'm chatting with them," he sighed. "There's nothing else to do."

"I thought you said you were busy," she said.

"I was fixing some files. Now I'm done."

Amy hesitated for a moment. "Do you know why everyone just… left?"

"Honestly, no. But I saw them look at each other after Ted asked what else they could do. After a minute, they started leaving," he explained.

She frowned. "Any idea why?"

"Nope."

"Thanks." Just as she was about to go, Fiske said, "Amy?"

"Yeah?" she turned around again.

"Try asking everyone else about that."

"I asked Dan and Hamilton, and they said that it was because I was with Evan, so they couldn't do anything," she muttered.

"Maybe that's why. Think about it. And you might want to talk to Ian," he suggested.

"Where is he?" she asked.

"I think he's outside."

"Ian?"

Ian turned and saw Amy coming towards him. What does she want? he wondered.

"Hey," he said, trying to sound casual.

"So… um… how's it going?" she asked.

He shrugged. "Good. You?"

"Fine." She looked to the right where Reagan and Jonah were playing badminton. "Ever knew that Jonah played badminton?"

"Nope," he said.

"You also left," she accused.

He closed his eyes in a slow blink and watched as Reagan whacked the shuttlecock far above Jonah's head, and Jonah started complaining. "Nobody was there anymore, and I had nothing to do. Where's Evan?"

"Still inside," she said.

"Aren't you going out with him or something?" If you can't ask him to leave, go with him. Then probably we can all have a wonderful water balloon fight, he thought.

"No. His parents aren't home yet, and he told them that he'd be with me the whole day," she explained.

Guess that water balloon fight will have to wait, he sighed.

Evan came out. "Amy?"

Amy whirled around. "Oh. Hi, Evan. You remember Ian, right?"

Evan had been at the Manor several times, all during the Sleepovers. Everyone was sick of it, but they didn't say it out loud when Amy was around.

"Yeah," he said. "Hey, Ian."

Ian nodded politely. "Hello. Well, excuse me for a minute. I have to go talk to Natalie." He walked away, brushing past Amy, and went back inside.

Why is everyone avoiding me? Amy mentally screamed.

Once Evan left, everyone present (excluding Amy) sighed with relief, loud enough for Amy to hear.

She frowned at them, hands on her hips. "What's wrong with you?" she demanded. "Every time he's here, you don't even bother to talk to me! Or him!"

Fiske, Nellie, Dan, Hamilton, Reagan, Madison, Natalie, Ian, Ned, Ted, Sinead, and Jonah exchanged glances, like a while ago. Then Sinead stood up. "You know, Amy, it was okay the first time. And the second. But when it was the third time, we had enough. This is the fifth time he's been here. And we're sick of it."

"Uncle Fiske, Nellie, you allowed me to let him come over!" Amy said.

"Sure we did, kiddo, but like Sinead said, we're all getting sick of it," Nellie said.

"Yeah," Madison agreed. "We can't do anything when he's here because he's either a Vesper or someone who really doesn't know about the Cahills or Vespers!"

The others murmured in agreement, but for Amy, it was the last straw.

"Is that why you haven't been talking to me since two weeks ago?" she demanded.

"Well, yes," Dan admitted.

She turned on him with shock. "You too, Dan?"

"Uh-huh," he said.

Tears stung the back of her eyes, making her dash up the stairs and into her room.

"We've been talking about this for ages, Fiske," Natalie whined. And nobody whines like Natalie Kabra.

Fiske sighed. "I know, Natalie. Now we told her the truth. If we did this before, she would've gotten mad."

"She'll freak out," Nellie agreed. "But we have to stop this."

"Good luck on that," Sinead said. "Who's going to talk to Amy?"

Everyone looked at Ian, who raised an eyebrow. "What?" he asked.

"You weren't listening?" Hamilton said.

"Of course I was."

"We want you to go talk to Amy," Jonah said. (The Cahills were used to the sudden moments when Jonah wouldn't use his gangster speech, so it was nothing.)

Ian sighed. "No."

"Yes," Natalie said, glaring hard at him and placing her hands flat on the table. "You will go and talk to Amy right now or I'm going to burn all your Armani suits."

"Go ahead," he said nonchalantly as he stood and left.

Natalie frowned. "That usually gets to him. I don't know what happened."

Dan rubbed his hands together. "So, what? Do we have a Plan B?"

Apparently, Plan B was to allow Evan to come one last time to the next Sleepover. But since Amy would be with Evan, everyone else agreed to let Sinead be with Ian (which Sinead reluctantly agreed to and Ian didn't know about).

Natalie giggled as she texted her brother:

Ian, after you left, we all agreed to put you and Sinead together. Hope you don't get mad and destroy my new shoes. –Natalie

The Cahills high-fived each other with silly grins on their faces, even Sinead. "I guess it's worth a try," she said.

This was certainly going to get interesting.

Whew! Wrote this while my hands were still freezing. Tell me what you think! :)

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