Whitey, Spike, Ladykiller, Thimblenose Ted, Fat Barry and Keith(He still needs a scarier name, oh yeah whatch out for keith!) sat in the engine room of Roddy and Rita's boat waiting for the moment. They were all squished and their patience was thinning. Whitey was getting impatient.

"Spike, when'r we gonna go and get em? My suit's gettin' wrinkled."

"Shuttup, Whitey! They're gonna hear you. Oh, ain't that romantic..."Spike replied. Through a crack in the floor, they could see Roddy kissing Rita.

"I love a happy beginning."Whitey said happily. Spike scoffed. "I like UNhappy beginnings, with lotsa violence-"Spike was cut off as the deck hatch was opened and smacked into his face. Rita was checking something! She went back up to the deck and shut the door. Spike had been squashed into the wall, and fell away fom the wall when Rita shut the door.

"Ow..." he whimpered.

"'Ow long are we gonna sit down 'ere? They're gonna be parked when we decide to storm this 'ere boat."

"Ow..."was all Spike said.

Up on the deck, Rita leaned back and relaxed. She was recovered from her hospital episode, and was now fully recovered. She felt better for whatever reason after Roddy kissed her, and she felt as if she could take on the Toad herself. No that that was abnormal for her, but she felt stronger than she had since she was fourteen, and had showed the bully at school who was tougher-and Rita was the toughest. She had smacked him and he thought he was top dog. But, gees, that lasted until sixth period on the first day of school. Rita kinda felt bad about it, now that she was friends with the guy. That was a time he remembered and she still tried to forget.

She asked Roddy to stop at the news booth, and she grabbed a paper. She was shocked at the headline, but was ticked at the same time.

BOAT SABOTAGED: JAMMY DODGER MARK II DESTROYED BY FUSE BOMB

Rita snarled as she began to read the article. It said they had interviewed her! Liars.

"Worthless, unreliable, untrustworthy, double-crossing too-f-" Rita growled.

"Hey, that's my name series, Ri!" Roddy called from the front. Rita was partially amused, but it didn't show.

"Roddy, park the boat. Look at this headline, this is not good for us. Take a look."

Roddy parked the boat and walked to the back of the boat. Rita handed him the paper. His eyes widened as he read the headline. He then looked at it like it was some sort of alien. He took out a pen and circled a few things. After he finished circling, he walked off the boat and grabbed a paper from another news booth. He compared the two. The article was totally different. Something about federal problems and the sewer senate. very uninteresting and boring.

"Rita, it's a fake news paper. The stuff's not on the right paper, and look here." Roddy pointed at a fingerprint at the top of the page. "Normal papers are not prepared by hand. They're printed and folded into the wads by machines, not done by hand. Plus, the wads of paper are neatly aligned. This paper is sloppily folded. Again, No ads! In the real paper, there are ads for the cafes and real estate agnemts and clothing stores. In the fake, there are no sighns of there being ads."

Rita was amazed. How could she have missed that? It was so obvious! She looked up at Roddy and cocked her head

"I can't believe I missed that. I guess I'm not the sharp-eyed rat I used to be. A while back, when I was thirteen, I could spot a tiny bit of moss from thirty feet away! Now I can't decipher a fake newspaper! Savor this moment, Rodd. It won't happen again, I assure you." Rita warned playfully. She punched him in the shoulder softly, and then went to the hatch. She heard something. Voices! There were other rats down there! She found a crack in the floor and looked down into the engine area. She was shocked. Whitey, Spike and all the other henchrats were scrunched below deck. She carefully got up and went to Roddy.

"Roddy, we have to leave this boat, NOW." she whipered, a tinge of fear in her voice. He nodded without question and parked the boat. The two walked off casually, like they were going to go to lunch or shopping. Rita cast a glance over her shoulder as they rounded a corner and saw the henchrats climbing out of the engine area. She thought of the paper. They had heard about it being a fake, and now they were probably going to follow her and Roddy. She needed a quick makeover. She needed to be a blond, and needed to have different clothes other than her British flag pants and green top, because that was an icon for finding her. She went into a hair salon and leafed through hairstyles and colors. She would need a brownish color of blond. Her fake name, Annah Bridgerton, was called out. She got up and walked to the chair. She told the stylist what color she wanted and the style. After about an hour, the coloring was done and her style was being put into her hair. She made sure the color would wash out, and it eventually would. She thanked and paid the stylist. She walked out of the salon and saw Roddy coming. He had bought a pair of dark blue jeans and a loose tee shirt and looked totally different. He seemed shocked at her new hair color, but they swithched sides of the street and Rita found new clothes while Roddy got his hair done differently. It was a light brown, with streaks of his natural brown hair.

Rita found a tight, hot pink and black top in the juniors' department in a fancier, expensive store. She also found a tight pair of light blue jeans and hot pink and black tennis shoes. When she put on the outfit, she was stunned. Black, hot pink, and light blue jeans looked good on her. She bought the outfit but remembered something as she walked out the door. Her eyes! Only the Malones had eyes like hers. She needed differnt colored eyes. She ran into the salon and walked over to Roddy, who was paying.

"Roddy, I am going to the eye doctor. Meet me threre, ok?"

"Ok. I'll be there in a few."

Rita walked out of the salon and swiftly walked to the optical offices. She looked at the different colors of contacts she could get. She had had contacts before, and loved them. The receptionist waled over to he and asked if she needed help.

"Yes, I need a pair of contacts with the colored iris, please. I need them today, too.

The receptionist showed her the case of contacts like the kind Rita wanted, and She chose blue. She could be dressed and look like a heart breaker. She paid for the contacts and put them in. They didn't hinder her sight, so she walked to a makeup artist's shop. After she got done with that, she looked nothing like Rita Malone. She was walking back to the meeting place and met The new Roddy St. James, now known as Brian Hargerson. She walked up and smiled at him and he was very disturbed. Why was this stranger doing and who was she?

"Um, excuse me?" he asked sort of rudely.

"Annah Bridgerton, Brian Hargerson. AKA, Ri?"

Roddy's eyes widened as he saw what she had been transformed into. She had blond, straight hair with a few tiny braids, and she had blue contacts. She looked entirely different. There was absolutely no way Whitey and Spike or any of the henchrats could recognise her or Roddy, who was posing as her fiance.

Will they get away from the henchrats? Find out in the next chapter.