Mac was sitting on his bed play SSX. I bet I'm the only one in game who actually bought it. I bet that Kyle doesn't even have it!

"Mac, are you alright in there?" Mac heard his mom, Sarah coming towards the door. Mac was faking that he was too sick to do SSX Tricky. He turned the TV off and threw the covers over himself just in the nick of time.

"Yeah, I'm okay." Mac fake-coughed to further enhance him 'being sick'.

Sarah walked over and put her hand on his forehead. "You're burning up Mac! James! get in here!"

"Mom, I think I'm fine. I-"

"Sweetie, what's wrong?" James entered looking worried.

"Mac's got a fever. And he's been in bed all day."

"Let's call the doctor. Nope let's call 911."

"No!" Mac was fine.

Suddenly, a man entered his room with a huge needle in his hand. He was coming towards Mac. He bent over and said "Sweet dreams pretty boy."

Mac woke up gasping; That was a horrible dream!

"Mac, are you alright in here?" Sarah entered to find Mac lookin' like he had seen a ghost.

"Yeah. I just had a bad dream."

"Mac, why didn't you want to compete in Tricky? Honestly, the sick bit isn't cuttin' it."

Mac sat up. "Nobody respects me. I'm just the young immature guy."

"Is that what Kaori thinks? Or Marty? Mr. Kyle?"

Sarah had a point. "Well… no. But everyone else does!"

"But if you don't go, aren't you just making it worse? Mac, you have to stick up for yourself. You can't just sit in your room and play your own video game. You should go out there and be in more of 'em. Okay?"

"Fine." If you looked close enough, you could've seen a little smile creeping from Mac's dimples.

Zoe was sitting on her bed in the hotel, crying, when Moby came in.

"Hey Babe."

"Hey..."

"What's wrong?"

"Do you love me?" Zoe had puppy eyes.

Moby plopped down next to her. "Of course I do. Why do you ask?"

"I just feel like… When I was dating this guy- Derek -I kept thinking about what if we were to break up and how that would tear me apart. And then we did." Zoe was falling apart. "Then, with you, I'm now having that same feeling. So, I'm just worried that I'm gonna lose you."

"Zoe, I promise that I will never leave you." Moby took Zoe's hand in his and kissed it.

"Okay."

"Okay. Now let's go get one last ride on Garibaldi."

"Ahgread."

Elise and Marisol were sitting at desks in the conference room as everyone else was snowboarding Garibaldi one last time.

"This is all your fault." Marisol told Elise, like it was really the truth.

"You stole my boyfriend, Chicken Legs."

Marisol murmured something in Spanish that Elise didn't understand.

Elise turned to face Marisol. "Are you trying to ignore me? This is all your fault! So now while everyone else is snowboarding, we're stuck in a classroom! We don't need to be in a classroom by how old we are. But nope, you slept with my boyfriend and now you're blaming me."

"If you hadn't of gotten so jealous you wouldn't of had to-"

"Girls enough!" Mr. Kyle burst in, after hearing their argument. "One more outburst, and you're out of this program. Now, are we clear?"

The girls nodded their heads.

"Good. Now, the race will be done in five minutes. After that, you go pack. Immediately. Understood?" Mr. Kyle left.