Okay…at this chapter, Ian gets in trouble. The characters are OOC. Read and enjoy!

FYI, Dan and Natalie posted the video on Youtube. Ian just doesn't know yet.

Next day…

Ian decided to go out for lunch. He wore his expensive attire, a $100 button down shirt, a $300 pair of designer jeans, and a pair of Louis Viutton sneakers.

He decided have his driver drop him off at his favorite Italian restaurant by his limo.

When he arrived, he was greeted by a smirking waiter of his age.

"Hey," he greeted. "Aren't you that Ian Kabra dude?"

Confused, Ian just nodded. "Yes, why?"

"Nothin'." The waiter shrugged. "It's just your girlfriend is probably hot." He grinned at the thought.

Ian fumed and thought,How does he know who my girlfriend is? How does he know about Amy?

"Just get me a table for one." He said through gritted teeth. He will have a serious talk with Amy after this.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." The teenager led him to a table near a window and gave him a menu.

As people passed, some girls gave him dirty looks and some scowls or death glares.What the hell?Ian thought.What did I do?

A waitress stomped over to him and harshly said, "You order." Ian brushed the tone of her voice off and gave his order.

As he got his food, he noticed a group of boys of his age at a table sitting nearby, smirking or giving him knowing smiles. He tried to ignore them as he ate, key word: tried.

"…yeah. Guy's probably got a hot girlfriend." He caught one of them say.

"Can't wait to see her and make a move." One of them grinned mischievously.

Inside, Ian was burning with anger. Outside, he cool, calm and collected.I will have to talk to Amy soon, very soon.He ate his food and paid for the bill. He walked out the restaurant and went to walk to the nearest library.

As he walked, a small girl walked up to him. She blinked up at him with innocent blue eyes. She flipped her auburn hair out of her face and stared determined at his face.

"You're bad!" she yelled, kicked his designer jean-covered shin and ran off.

Ian followed the little girl with his eyes as she ran off. She ran to an older version of herself, a girl a bit younger than him. The older girl was smirking at Ian's pained expression and hugged the little girl as she ran to her.

"What the hell was that for?" Ian hissed, only loud enough for only him to hear.

He rubbed his shin and continued walking casually to the library, as if nothing ever happened.

"There he is!" a girl yelled from far off to his left as he neared the library. "Get him!"

Ian looked to his left and saw about five armed girls. They had purses, stilettos, piñata bats, and one had an extension cord held like a lasso. The girls charged towards him while screeching, "Ian! You PERV!"

Ian knew it was time to run.How do they know me? Why do they want to kill me? WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE TODAY?He thought. He sprinted towards a mini grocery store and dodged other people as he ran.

The store came near, but a group of street performers stopped him. He took a right turn and ran into a dark alley and ran as far away as possible.I only wanted to go to the library! Is that such a crime?He thought. As his thoughts rambled on, he hit a cold surface and landed on his bum. Hard.

"Ow!" he noticed the dead end and cursed, "Oh, crap!"

"Mwahahahaha! We got ya now, you perv!" The leader-Ian realized- bellowed in a girly bellow-ish voice.

Girls surrounded him grinning evilly at him. Normally, he would be arrogant at the moment, but he didn't have time to be arrogant if he was gonna be beat up by five teenage girls with lethal home stuff (if a piñata bat is considered as home stuff…). He cowered against the cold, brick wall and said, "Now, now, ladies. Let's settle this in a more formal and not morbid way?" he said. It was meant to be a suggestion, but came out a question.

"Okay." Ian looked relieved for once today. "So, Ian, meet my piñata bat, Marshie. Marshie, the piñata bat, meet the PERV Ian."

Ian gulped and stared at the bat at the girl's small, pale hands.I didn't want to die a death of a piñata! Or at least a death by five teenage GIRLS,was his sexist thought.

"OOWWW!" Ian shouted as the bat hit his soft spot and curled into a ball groaning in pain.

"My jewels!" he yelled. "I want kids someday, you know!"

And that just got the girls furious and caused hell to break loose. Well, for Ian at least.

Haha, Ian gets beat up by girls! That is just fun, since I'm a girl. Knowing that we girls can beat up a guy makes me tear up in pride. It sucks a bit cuz I wrote in a rush, sorry! So tell me…love it? Hate it? Review!