The house that the party was being held at seemed very small on the outside, with a large yard, but the inside was humongous. There seemed to be at least seventy people in only the living room, and they were even crowded together. They were all spread out. Either they were in large groups in different areas of the living room, dancing in pairs, or just being shy. Jumping quite awkwardly seemed to be the only dance move they knew. Except for a few foot taps and head bobs. Everybody else was dancing like it was Taco Tuesday at Janelle's house. (She makes good tacos, same with her mom, but when you put them together you'll gain ten pounds just looking at the food.)

Bree wore a simple red dress under a black sweater cardigan with her dark hair curled, her outfit complemented by a pair of black Vans. Adam just wore a green t-shirt with dark jeans and green Converse to match his shirt. Chase wore a black shirt - which he didn't wear those very often - with a gray jacket and black jeans. He wore gray and blue high tops. Those were the only things that he actually enjoyed wearing, out of this whole outfit.

Chase sighed, "Come on, let's just go talk to people."

"Yeah," Adam answered as he began to walk off. He laughed. "I'm surprised Sebastian invited you. Heck, I'm surprised you even got invited!"

"Adam, leave Chase alone for just this one night so we can all have some fun." Bree glared at her brothers. "I'm not hanging around you two all night. I'm going to hang out with my girls, and maybe talk to some cute boys. Got it?"

The two bionic brothers shared a look of confusion before they nodded in agreement. Bree rushed off. She didn't want anybody to think they were related to her. (Many already knew this, she just didn't want everybody to know.)

"Just like Bree, I don't want you hanging around me all night either." Adam said, pointing at Chase. "I know exactly what you're up to, and I'm not getting into it." He took a step back and scowled. "I'm not the smartest person ever, but I know when my baby brother's about to get in trouble. And I don't like it."

When Adam left, Chase grimaced at the sound of 'baby brother'. He knew he was younger, but he wasn't that young. He was only two years younger than Adam. He sighed. Whatever, Chase thought. I didn't want to hang around either them - not at my first party. Maybe I can find Sebastian and the others, and then the rest of the night will go from there.

For being the smartest man on earth, how could Chase be so wrong?

[*]

"Chase, there's my man!" Ethan shouted from somewhere in the kitchen. The jock shoved through a small group of slutty girls, not acknowledging them at all. "How's it going?"

"I'm doing good, how are you?" Chase asked, snarling as the sluts began to slurp some sort of alcoholic drink through their big, pink, fake lips. They were all only one more surgery away from being a recyclable item.

"No need to be so formal, bud!" Ethan shouted in Chase's face, adding a loud laugh at the end. Chase tugged his head away and hacked. Ethan's breath was laced with the smell of beer. "Come on, the rest of us are out here!"

Before Chase could argue, he was being tugged to the patio at the back of the house. The rest of the boys were out on the patio, all except Spin. Chase sighed in relief. At least they didn't give the kid an alcoholic beverage. But he felt the need to ask about Spin anyways.

"Where's Spin?" Chase asked.

"He's at home with a headache." Owen laughed. "You expect that just because we're detrimental means that we give a kid alcohol? He's too young."

Caitlin poked her head out the door and snarled at the group of boys. She stepped out of the door and in a malign way she stalked up to Owen. "Aren't you a little young to be drinking alcohol?"

"Aren't you a little fat to be fat?" Somebody piped up from the lawn. "Knock, knock -who's there? You love food!"

Everybody on the patio just stared out into the lawn. Caitlin looked disgusted and hurt. Chase thought it was because of that horrible person's comment. Instead she shouted to the person, "I didn't get that horrible joke! I don't think anybody understood it!"

She stormed inside and Sebastian, the only one who didn't seem to be drunk, squinted at the person who was just laying in the middle of lawn.

"Yup, they're intoxicated." Sebastian said. He grabbed his cup of Coca-Cola and took a sip. "So, you wanna go get something to drink real quick, Chase? If you're not into getting drunk, like me, go ahead and get a soda. Fruit punch, orange juice, milk - whatever is in Owen's fridge. If you're okay with beer, take a solo cup and drink away."

"I'm not okay with any of it! None of those things are-" Chase started, but the group of boys just stared at him in confusion. "You know what, I'm just going to get a water."

Chase stood and headed into the kitchen. Somebody grabbed onto Chase's bicep and tugged him around the corner. He expected to see a girl, which is why he began to tug his arm away immediately, but it was only Adam. He still attempted to tug his arm away, but to no avail.

"Adam, let go of me!" Chase shouted. "You big imbecil!"

"I heard the conversation you were having out there." Adam patted Chase's back. "Good choice, little bro."

Chase groaned. "Will you leave me alone about this, Adam? So what if I got a beer? This is my body, not yours! I can do whatever I want with it."

"Chase-" Adam started.

"No, Adam! I don't want to hear it!" Chase interrupted. "I'm going to go get my water, and it's going to be an okay night, and I'm not going to hear anymore from you! Can you get that through your thick skull?"

Adam looked hurt, and this made Chase feel guilty. Still, he wasn't going to let his idiot of a brother take control of his body. In fact, he was going to prove Adam wrong.

[*]

"I don't know what came over me, okay Bree?" Chase shouted as Bree pulled him out to Adam's car.

"Why did I see you drinking beer instead of water then? Adam told me you were going to get water, and I believed him. But I didn't think you would lie to him!" Bree shoved Chase into the backseat and was about to slam the door shut. "I'm not going to lock you in the car the rest of the night, you know? In fact, I'm going to get Adam, and he's going to take his home - which is where you'll tell Mr. Davenport exactly what happened!"

With that ending their conversation, she strutted back to the party with her head held high. Chase sighed. He just completely ruined his siblings chance, and his own, at having a fun night tonight. He didn't know why those guys made him feel like something should've been different, but he just didn't know what needed to change. Was it him? Or was it the people he was starting to hang out with?

When Bree was out of sight, Chase unlocked the door and walked out of the car. His siblings needed to think things through better, because the lock is on the inside of the car. He stood up and began to walk home instead. The GPS system in his chip did come in handy, it was there for a reason.

Sebastian was right. I did ruin the fun, Chase thought. But I guess I'm not a goody-twoshoes anymore. Not after what happened tonight.

The streets were dark, with the light of the streetlamps to guide him. He walked as fast as he could. It wouldn't be hard for Bree to find Adam. He had turned the first corner when he heard his siblings start to call his name. Chase panicked and ran straight for an alley. He slid under a dumpster, and held his breath in hopes that they wouldn't find him.

Five minutes later, the shouts had turned into Bree's loud wails of anguish. The wails faded and turned into the sound of a starting car. Headlights shone on the road in front of him, and tiny ray of light slid under the pitch black of the dumpster. Then all lights disappeared, and there was only the faint glow of the streetlamps up ahead. Chase's heavy breathing was the only sound that could be heard in the damp air.

When Chase was certain that his siblings had long since driven by, he slid out from under the dumpster.

He was on his way back to the party already.

[*]

"The deal is over with, guys." Chase said. He had just slammed open the door to the patio and made all of the boys jump. Even the random intoxicated person just laying in the yard jumped to their feet.

"What do you mean?" Jake asked, adding a slight laugh to the end of his question.

"I'm saying that I quit, basically." Chase snarled. "I just got caught by my sister, and once she tells - um, my dad- and Tasha, I'll be grounded for a month."

Sebastian waved his finger, and made an 'ah, ah, ah' noise. "Not so fast, benito." Sebastian smirked and took a step closer to Chase. "You said if you got grounded twice, not once. Aaaannnd," Sebastian dragged the word out for emphasis. "You said if we got you in trouble." Sebastian swept his finger in a small circle, indicating the group of boys behind him. "We did not get you in trouble. In fact, you made that decision yourself. So if you get grounded this time, it's not on us, so it won't count."

"Ok, fine!" Chase retorted. "But if you want the deal to last, you might as well let me add my own half to the deal."

The group of boys all shared nervous glances with each other. Sebastian nodded and scratched his neck.

"Okay, umm- cool. What is it you would like to add, Benito?" Sebastian asked. He smiled a nervous smile. Chase finally got his chance to smirk.

"I have to be like you guys, right?" The group of boys all nodded. "That means, you guys have to be like me."

Sebastian gasped, Marcus' eyes rolled into the back of his head, Jake's mouth gaped open, and Owen slumped in his chair. Ethan began to fan Owen off. Sebastian had a hand placed on his chest in offense.

"What?"

Chase nodded. "Yup. You got that, Benito."

Sebastian chuckled nervously. "It shouldn't be that hard, right guys?" The other guys gathered their composure before agreeing. Sebastian turned to Chase with a look of horror on his face.

"We're so doomed."

"Well, guess what?" Chase smiled. "You're not the only ones who are doomed! I'm going to be dead by tomorrow!"

Jake straightened up. "You can predict the future? Tell me, who will be my next girlfriend!" At this he earned a smack on the back of his head from Marcus.

"He's being sarcastic, dumbass!" Marcus shouted.

"Oh."

"Yeah!" Chase shouted. "And I better get going, or the punishment will be two times worse."

"Then get out of here," Sebastian said, an edge to his voice. "I need to think about how I'm supposed to like goody-goody Chase."

[*]

There wasn't a very bad punishment for Chase, at least. He explained to Mr. Davenport exactly what had happened and why it had happened, he apologized to everybody (with the exception of Eddy), and even accepted the punishment of a week's worth of grounding.

The punishment for the other boys, however, didn't work out so well. They had no idea how to dress, how to talk to each other, how to pay attention in class, or how to walk like Chase.

Spin groaned. "Why do I have to be a part of this? I wasn't there, it's not my fault there were alcoholic beverages!"

"Whatever, termite. A deal's a deal, and you're a part of this deal." Marcus snapped.

"Hey," Sebastian said with a fake lisp. "Don't call him termite, we're supposed to be acting like Chase!" He pulled up his pants dramatically, and tugged on his backpack straps.

"You look ridiculous." Ethan commented. "You know, Chase doesn't dress with his shirt tucked in. You got the polo thing right, but the glasses?"

Owen snorted. "The socks are way too far."

"Whatever, I'm doing better than you guys." Sebastian replied, not breaking character once. He laughed a short, but strained, 'ha!'

[*]

The day didn't go by so fast for any of the boys, not even Chase. It's hard, and boring, acting like something you're not. Everybody else in the school seemed to think the swap was amusing.

It really wasn't.

"How much longer is today going to last?" Chase asked, plopping his lunch tray down next to Spin. He slumped down in his chair and began to eat his mashed potatoes.

"You think it's fun for us?" Jake exclaimed. "You try being a nerd for a day."

Chase gave Jake a look of vexation. "What do you think I… was?"

"Right," Jake said with a nod. "But you weren't on the football team when you were a nerd - were you?"

"No!" Chase shouted.

"Let's just come to terms and quit the deal!" Spin exclaimed. Everybody gave him a weird look, and he slammed his head on the table.

"No, we've come this far," Sebastian stated. "I'm not giving up now, and neither are you guys."

Spin groaned. This was going to be a long school year.

A/N: I know that I said no more author's notes until the very end of this three-shot, but I can't resist. I don't know how authors do it - but they do.

Am I the only one who thinks Spin is super adorable? I don't know why, I just love his character and he just seems to be really adorable to me. I love Spin like he's the little brother I don't have. That's probably why I added him in the fiction.

I hope you guys are enjoying so far, and yes - next chapter will be the last chapter. Like I said, it's a three-shot and this is the second chapter so, yes.

You got lucky, because I updated twice today. And this was a fairly long chapter, right? And Asha Davis, I won't be able to fit any Sebree into this three-shot, but I will in later stories. ;)

Okay, love you. Byeeeee….