A/N: Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! I am in a really good mood today! Thank you Loco Koko for adding putting this on alert! And thanks to anonymous person. BTW, I realized that Irina changed her last name to Spasky when she got married, but let's just ignore that okay? Okay, so people probably don't like this, as no one reviewed *sad face* but I'm just going to keep going like nothing happened. So if you are planning on reading this, start reading.

Disclaimer:

Juliette: I won't, I won't say it!

Ian: Just say it! Seriously!

Juliette: Fine! I do not own th-th-the 39 clues. (Bursts into tears.)

(Ian puts arm around Juliette)

Juliette: (Slaps) Don.'t touch me!

(Amy walks in.)

Amy: (Slaps Ian.) You cheater!

Ian: (Groans.) What are you looking at? Read the freaking story already!

"OY HOPE!" someone yelled from behind her. Hope turned around and saw Eisenhower Holt. The two had always been rivals. They both had competitive streaks and they were both daredevils. Ever since the first family reunion, they had had a bunch of really stupid, but memorable battles.

"Hey, Cahill!" Eisenhower bellowed, waving his hand in front of Hope's face. Eisenhower was tall. Nearly six feet. He had bright blue eyes, blond hair which he liked to wear in spikes, and glistening muscles. He was cute, in a way, but a serious pain in the ass. He was okay to hang out with though.

"Hey Holt." Hope greeted, smiling at him. Vikram looked from Hope to Eisenhower in a confused way. Isabel was twirling a lock of Vikram's hair in a lovesick way.

"You clean up nice, you know? Seriously, you should wear that toga thing more often." Eisenhower said, eyeing Hope approvingly.

"It's called a dress, Eisenhower." Hope corrected, rolling her eyes. Vikram cleared his throat, making Hope and Eisenhower look at him. Eisenhower's eyes flashed with hate as he saw Vikram.

"Hello Vikram" Eisenhower said between clenched teeth, saying Vikram's name in a mocking tone.

Vikram's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Why hello Dolt." Vikram spat.

"Why you little son of a-"Eisenhower started. Hope clamped her mouth over Eisenhower's mouth.

"No cussing in my house." She said, taking her hand off Eisenhower's mouth. She looked from Vikram to Eisenhower in alarm.

Suddenly Irina Spasky, the weird Russian girl, and Cora Star (Sorry, couldn't think of any other Cora-y names!), the girl who walked around thinking she was better than everyone else, came.

Irina had cold blue eyes, ivory skin, and shoulder length straight white-blond hair. Cora had brown eyes, and she looked like she had recently gotten a tan. There was a gold streak in her black hair.

"Look," Cora said, looking at her nails. "Normally, I wouldn't come and talk to you losers, but I'm, like, bored, and so is, like, she, " Cora jerked her right thumb at Irina, "so we decided It wouldn't, like, hurt to spend time with our beloved cousins for just a little while."

"And my Uncle Isaak thinks I need to be more "social", because I am "growing up"." Irina said, rolling her eyes.

"We could play Truth or Dare?" Eisenhower suggested, shrugging.

"What's that?" Vikram asked.

"You sit in a circle, spin a bottle, and ask everyone if they want to do a truth or dare." Isabel answered for Eisenhower.

"So are we, like, playing or not?" Cora asked in a snotty voice. She grabbed an empty 7up bottle, and she, Irina, Eisenhower, and Isabel were sitting in a circle now.

Vikram looked doubtful. "I don't know. I've never played-" but he stopped as Hope slid her hand into his.

"Come on." She urged. "It'll be fun!"

"Alright. I suppose I'm in." Vikram said sitting joining the circle. Hope sat next to him. For some reason, Isabel was glaring at Hope. What? Vikram thought. Then he noticed that he was still holding Hope's hand. He turned red, and soon enough Hope did too. He pulled away.

"May I play?" A boy asked politely from behind Hope. He was tall, with brown hair, and dark green eyes.

"Who are you?" Eisenhower asked, raising an eyebrow. "Haven't seen you here before."

The boy looked nervously at his feet. "I-I'm Arthur. This is kinda my first time here."

"What branch?" Isabel inquired.

"I'm an-" he paused for a moment, his eyes settling on Hope. For some reason, Vikram didn't like when he did that. "I'm an Ekat." He said.

"Okay, you can play. Now can we, like, start already?" Cora said impatiently, making room for him. Arthur sat down.

Cahiils+ Some insane peasant game=Chaos Vikram thought. He was already wondering what was going to happen.

Yay, second chappie out! *Cheers* If you're wondering why Arthurs there, well you'll find out. Oh and guess what? You can review this story! OMG, NO WAY RIGHT? WELL YOU CAN! That little button down there does wonders! Ok I'm done! Peace out,

Juliette