A/N: Oh yeah baby, look who's back! And I bring you a brand new chapter with a whole new drama unleashing. I don't really know when I'll be updating, because my teachers apparently don't know the meaning of 'free time' and want to kill me with exams already :( So, yeah, I hope you like it! :D

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Chapter 4

Dealing with the enemy

KIM

Knock, knock.

She shifted on her bed, rearranging the covers over her and snuggling further into the pillow.

Knock, knock.

"Shhhh. Go away." She said barely above a whisper, refusing to open her eyes.

SLAM!

"KIM! I need you!"

Before she could even register what was happening, the covers were taken away from her, and she was thrown into the bathroom.

"Get ready, you and I are going for a walk." Mae stated, going to Kim's walk in closet to chose an outfit for her.

Kim groaned, knowing fully well that even if she could make it back to the bed, she wouldn't be able to go back to sleep. And it's not like she could get herself out of this anyways. Mae had come looking for her at 9:30 in a Sunday morning, so that only meant she was determined to do whatever she wanted to do. And right now, she wanted to talk to Kim.

After completing her morning routine, which consisted in moisturizing every inch of skin and brushing her hair to perfection, she exited the bathroom, to find her best friend sitting at the edge of the bed, her feet dangling, with a bored expression on her face. When Kim came out, Mae looked up at her and frowned at her.

"Took you long enough." She scoffed. "Now c'mon, I already chose your outfit. Go put it on so we can leave."

"Mae, I haven't even had breakfast." Kim reminded her.

"Well, we'll grab something out, I haven't eaten either. Could you just please hurry?"

"Okaaaay." She went to the outfit Mae had chosen for her, which was laying on one of her chairs. She had chose a light yellow sundress that reached mid-thigh with a pair of silver flats. She put it on without a complain, since she and Mae had always known what the other liked or didn't like. After braiding her hair and applying some light make up, she turned to her friend. "Okay, I'm ready. Let's go. And this better be good Mae, I was having a great sleep."

"You what?!"

Mae blushed and looked away, shyness taking over her for the first time in years. "I like him. A lot."

Kim had to force herself to shut her mouth. She just couldn't process what Mae had just told her.

"Okay, let me get this straight, and please, feel free to correct if I'm wrong." She started. "You, Mae Daniela Krupnick, who never ever has dated a guy, nor like one for more than a one night stand, claim that you like Gerardo Viñas, a dude you met yesterday at a party and who you hooked up with at said party after talking for no longer than an hour and a half." Mae nodded. "Are you serious?"

"Dead serious." Mae stated.

"Mae! You barely know the guy! And yes, he's rich, cute, hot and whatever. Just like every other guy in our social ladder."

"But he's different!"

"Oh really now?"

"Yeah! He's sweet and funny. And he actually cared about what he was asking me, he really wanted to know. Every other guy just asks to comply, they don't give a damn. But he did."

Kim sighed. She didn't like this at all. Her friend was excited about a guy for the first time ever, and she had to bring her down. "Mae, maybe he was just really good at acting. You don't know if he actually meant all the things he said."

"Ge'ez Kim, do you really have to act like a bitch now? I'm telling you about my first crush, and all you do is punch me in the gut."

And now was when she felt horrible. How was she supposed to tell her best friend that she had a crush on a lie? That the guy she liked was a loser that had crashed the party just to have fun? It's not something you enjoy telling no one, let alone one of the people you care the most about.

"I'm sorry. I just don't want to see you hurt by some dude. What are you gonna do about it?" She asked.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, are you gonna call him?" She asked, hoping the answer was no because she didn't have his cell, not that he owned one. He didn't even exist.

"Well, no, I didn't get his number."

"Then I guess you can't reach him. Maybe it wasn't meant to be." She said shrugging, trying to be nonchalant, when inside she was happy-dancing all around.

"Kim, do you not know me at all?" Mae asked, looking at her as if she was dumb. "I'm not just gonna give up. I'm gonna find a way to contact him and figure this out."

"But Mae, don't you thin-"

"No, Kim. I'm not changing my mind. I'll find him and that's it. Now the question is, are you gonna help me?" She asked, a pleading look on her face.

Kim opened her mouth to say something, but closed it right away. What was she supposed to say huh? 'No I'm not, because the guy you look for is not even real.' Yep, that would work. Not.

"Okay, fine. I'll help you."

"Promise me you'll do anything in your reach to make this work."

"But-"

"Promise me, Kim." Mae said, sternly.

She sighed, knowing there was no way out of this. Those two words would bring her problems. She knew it, and yet she was not doing anything to prevent it. 'I'm gonna regret this.'

"I promise."

JACK

"What are you saying man?"

"I'm saying that I haven't slept at all because I kept thinking about her Jack. What is wrong with me?" Jerry said, falling flat on his back on top of the bed, bringing a pillow with him to bury his face in it.

"I have no idea."

"I mean, I can't like her right? She's a bitchllionaire!"

"Exactly Jerry, don't freak out over this, okay?"

"But dude, every time I close my eyes I see her in those damn gardens. And her stupid ginger hair, and her big, green eyes, and her pink lips..." Jerry said, spacing out.

Jack snapped his fingers in front of the latino, bringing him back to this world. "Dude, I think you have a crush on her."

"What? No! Nuh uh! Take that back!" Jerry replied, childish.

"Relax Jerry."

"Man, I've never crushed on a girl before. Why did it have to be one of them?" He groaned.

"Things happen. We can't control everything. The real question is, what are you gonna do about it?"

"Well, I did think about going back to find her once or twice..." Jerry trailed off.

"Are you insane?!"

"C'mon man! Help me out! I really like her!"

"Jerry, that's even crazier than crashing the party. What do you expect me to do huh? Sneak into the house again and find out how to get to her?" A huge grin spread across Jerry's face, and Jack realized that he had just given him an idea. "Jerry, that was completely rhetoric. Just sarcasm. There's no way in hell I'm doing that." Jack stated, crossing his arms as if to make a point.

"Okay, I didn't want to pull this card, but you leave me no choice Brewer."

"What are you talking about?" Jack asked, confused as to what his best friend meant by that statement.

"You owe me."

"No I don't."

"Oh really? Remember when you hooked up with Lexi Wilson?" A flash of realization crossed Jack's face. "You left your freaking wallet in her room. But you couldn't sneak in again, because if her brother saw you near their place you'd be dead. However, it would only get worse if he saw your wallet in his little sister's bedroom. So I had to risk my throat, sneak in and find the fucking wallet."

"But this is completely different!" Jack said, trying to find his way out of this mess.

"No, it's not. The only thing that changes is that I sneaked in looking for a wallet and you'll sneak in looking for a ginger hottie."

Jack opened his mouth to refuse, but the look Jerry gave him shut him up immediately. Jerry was right, he owed him. 'Great, another cheery encounter with Blondie. I'm sure she'll be just glad to see me.'

"Fine, I'll do it."

He stood in front of the big gates that separated him from the villa. He needed to find a freaking way in. It was too tall to climb it up, and there were no trees close enough to help him. And he couldn't get in between the iron bars. He was starting to get frustrated, and a frustrated Jack was not good. Much less when he was trying to be quiet and ninja-like.

He decided that he wouldn't be able to sneak in from the front, so he tried the back. And bingo. A wide open window was waiting for him, at the very end of one of the branches of a tree that seemed pretty easy to climb. And so he did. Being careful as to where he put his feet, he hoisted himself up, and slowly but safely, he reached the branch, and jumped through the window, landing with a thump that didn't seem to bring anyone's attention.

'Oh yeah, this is what I call ninjaness.'

"Jack?!"

'Talked too soon.' He turned around and found Kim standing there, a bewildered expression on her face. "Hey there."

She came out of her trance and rose an eyebrow at him. "Really? 'Hey there'? Is that all you have to say to get out of this?"

"Get out of what?"

"I just caught you sneaking in my property. That's a crime, you know?"

"Whatever, I didn't come here to steal anything, don't get your panties in a twist."

"Ha-ha, very funny. I can still sue you for breaking in." She threatened and he just stuck his tongue out at her, which made her roll her eyes at his childish behaviour. "Then why are you here anyways?" He was about to reply when they heard someone approaching. "C'mon quickly, get in here!" She whisper-yelled, pointing to the door she had come out from, and he didn't think twice about following her.

He assumed they had entered her room. The walls were painted a light yellow, giving it more light. There was a huge queen sized bed in the middle of the room, which was also pretty big itself. There was a vanity and a table with lots of make up on it to the right of the door. On the right wall there was a desk, and then a large window, which led to a balcony with some pretty awesome views of the forest. On the left wall there were several bookshelves and a door, which he assumed led to the bathroom. And right in front of him there was fridge surrounded by several bean bags, and another door, which was slightly open, letting him see the walk-in closet. There were a few posters here and there. It was regular teenager room. Except for the fridge. And the walk-in closet. And the balcony.

"Did it pass the test?" He turned to look at her and rose and eyebrow, not understanding the question. "The room, I mean. You have been inspecting it for five minutes straight, barely blinking or breathing."

"Yeah, it's pretty cool."

"Thanks." She said, rolling her eyes. "Are you gonna tell me why you sneaked into my house again?"

"Uh yeah, that. I kinda need your help."

"Ohhh, this promises to be fun. Keep going."

He sighed. He didn't like the fact that Jerry was crushing on this ginger girl. But what he actually hated about this situation is that he was giving one of them power over him. And well, the fact that it was her, only made it worse.

"Remember my friend, the one who hooked up with your ginger friend?" Something flashed through Kim's eyes, though he wasn't able to pin-point it, and just settled with continuing his explanation after she nodded. "Well, he kinda has a crush on your friend. But, he can't locate her, and I was wondering if you could help me with that?" It sounded like a question, when it must have been an statement, and he cursed himself for getting nervous over this.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold up there! He is crushing on her?" She asked, almost disbelieving, and he could only nod. "Oh my Gosh! She is crushing on him too!"

"Really?" He asked, not really expecting that answer. On the bright side, it would make it easier for them to figure whatever they had out. On the dark side, his best friend was about to hook up again with a bitchllionaire. Not cool.

"Yeah. And she wanted me to help her find him. Which is not good if we take in account that he doesn't even exist."

"Yep, that's a problem."

"You think, Casanova?" She asked, sarcasm obvious in her voice.

"So, what do we do?"

"He's the first guy Mae's ever had a crush on."

"Yeah, same with Jerry."

"I don't want to be a crappy friend and talk her out of it, and neither do you, or else you wouldn't be here. So, I guess we're helping them figure this out." She said.

"And here comes again the problem of Gerardo Viñas not being real. Stupid Jerry with his stupid idea of crashing the stupid party." He groaned, leaning against the wall behind him.

"Okay, first, my party wasn't stupid. Second, your complaints are not helping."

"Do we tell her?" At her confused expression, he explained himself. "Do we tell Mae about Jerry not being who she think he is? I mean, she likes him for him, not for his rep, right?"

"Yes and no." She sighed. "She likes him for his personality and his looks, but she would've never given him a second glance if she didn't think he's like us."

"That's just plain stupid." He stated.

"We've been raised like this. Losers stay with losers and we stay with our people. I don't see you too fond of your friend liking one of us." She accused, and he gulped, making her smirk knowingly. "Exactly, you're just as separatist as we are. But that's beyond the point now. We need to focus in these two."

"So, we don't tell her."

"For now. We'll see how this works out. Who knows, maybe it doesn't work out, and they never see each other again. And if it does, then we tell her, because she probably wouldn't mind about that anymore."

"Probably being the key word."

"She'll need time, but she'll get over it. Trust me."

"Okay, so how do we do it? Where do we arrange the meeting?"

"Mmm, it needs to be somewhere distant, where no one from our respective neighbourhoods can recognize them. It has to be neutral."

"What about the woods?" He suggested, looking out of her window. "No one will go there."

"Yeah, that can work." She said, smiling.

"Soooo, do I tell them about you? Or should I keep it for myself?"

"I'd rather if you kept it for yourself. We both know your friends don't like me, and I don't like them. So, the less they know, the better." She said, shrugging.

"Okay. How do we keep in touch? I mean, we're going to be talking a lot for these two."

"Yeah, you're right. Okay, give me your number. And make sure no one sees our conversations. We need to keep this low." She said, handing him her iPhone, which he took and dialed his number on it, then gave it back to her. "Okay, so it's settled. We'll keep each other posted about the details of the meeting. And I think that the first time we should be around, just in case things go wrong."

"Yeah, okay."

"So, how did you exactly entered the villa?"

He smirked and pointed at the tree. "You left a window open, and that tree is just asking for people to climb it."

She looked at it, realization pounding on her, but quickly shrugged. "I'll just have the branches lopped."

"No! Don't do that!" At the confused look she gave him, he explained. "It's my way in. If I ever need to come here, that's the best way."

She looked at him warily, and he could see she was debating if it was or wasn't a good idea to grant him access to the villa. Finally she nodded her approval with a sigh, in what he believed was defeat.

"Okay, the tree stays like that. But no funny business, got it? I may be blonde, but I was never dumb, much less a damsel in distress. So, if you try and mess with me, I'll make you regret it, Casanova."

He held his arms up in mock surrender. "Wouldn't think of it, Blondie."

"Good, now leave." She said with a glare, which he gladly returned.

"Gladly."

"Are you serious man?" He nodded. "WHOOOO!" Jerry cheered and started dancing all around the living room.

After his meeting with Kim, Jack had gone back to the Hide-out and told Jerry that he had it all settled. And well, the latino was clearly excited about it.

"Okay, even though I'm afraid of the answer, I'll ask. Why is Jerry so pumped?" Grace asked, entering the room with a bowl of chips in her hands and plopping down in one of the couches.

"I, for your information mamacita, got a date." The bowl dropped from Grace's hands as she stared at Jerry wide eyed and with her mouth hanging open. "Uh huh. That's right."

"What? Wh-When? How...how did this even happen?!" She asked, looking at Jack, desperately trying to find an explanation.

"How did what even happen?" Asked Eddie, as he entered the living room. "And why are there chips all over the floor?"

"Grace dropped the bowl." Jerry stated simply.

"Because he got a date!"

"Whaaaaat?!" Eddie said, a similar expression to Grace's one on his face.

"Okay, I'm starting to get offended. Why is it so surprising that I got a date?"

"Because dude, you do not date. You only hook up with random girls. This is a whole new world for us."

"Jack," Grace started, looking at him. "I have a feeling you have a huge part in this, and I want to know everything. How did he get a date and with who?"

"Well, maybe you should sit down before you hear this." Eddie and Grace looked confused, but did as told. "Jerry, would you like to start?" The latino nodded and took a chair, sitting on it backwards so he could cross his arms over the back of the chair.

"So, yesterday at the party, I met this incredibly hot girl. As soon as I saw her, I knew I was getting her. What I didn't know was that she wasn't only a pretty face. We talked for mostly the whole party, and she's amazing. At one point, we went out to the gardens, and well, we kissed. And it was awesome dudes. I haven't been able to stop thinking about her the whole night, so I figured I have a crush on her."

"And that's when I come into the picture. He's crushing on her, but has absolutely no idea as to how to contact her. So, I pulled some strings and got him a date with her." Jack finished.

"Whoa." Eddie breathed.

"Okay, hold up a second." Grace said, with her hands in the air. "Are you really telling me that he" she pointed at Jerry. "is crushing on a girl, and that said girl, is none other than a bitchllionaire?" When the two best friends nodded, she let herself slump into the couch. "Unbelievable."

"Yeah, the world might be ending soon." Chimed in Eddie.

"Guys, it's not that big of a deal. I just want to see if this can work out." Jerry explained.

"Well, I'm happy for you man." Eddie said, smiling.

"Well, I'm not so happy about it, but I'll let it go. For now." Grace said. "Just one more thing though. What did you mean by 'I pulled some strings', Jack?"

The brunet gulped, but covered his nervousness quickly. "I have my ways."

"Do your ways happen to have a name?"

"Yes they do. Which doesn't mean I'm gonna tell you."

"Grace, let it go. His contact wants to stay in the shadows and I'm okay with it as long as he or she helps me meet with Mae."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Did you just say Mae? As in Mae Krupnick?" Eddie asked, his eyes big as plates.

"Yeah, that's her. Why?"

"Dude, if her parents catch you, you're in for one hell of a ride. How did you even score with one of the hottest, richest and most feared girls in town?"

"What can I say, I'm irresistible." Jerry said, popping his collar.

"And, she thinks you're rich." Grace finished for him.

"Yeah, that too."

"Which is a huge problem, because now you have to perfect that backup story of yours, all the way to the day Gerardo was supposedly born. And you can't mess it up Jerry. If she finds out that you're not who you say you are, my contact says you'll wish you were never born." Jack said.

"Ge'ez man, great way to calm my nerves." Jerry said, rolling his eyes. "But you're right. This has to be the stunt of my life people. I need to know if this can work out."

"Okay then, lets get started." Eddie said, and Grace nodded.

'This is going to be a looong day.'

KIM

"I hope you have a good reason to call me in here now, because if you don't remember, I'm quite busy trying to find my crush."

"Oh, so you don't want to hear how I already found him?" Kim asked, a smirk making its way to her features.

"You what?!" Mae squealed. "How?"

"A common, friend, I guess. Lets just say, I got you a date with him, because it turns out he's also eager to see you again." Kim said, smiling.

"Really? When is the date? And where? What am I supposed to wear? And wh-"

"MAE! Would you calm down?"

"Hehe, sorry." Mae said, sheepishly.

"Okay, so he wants privacy, so whenever you two meet, it'll take place in the woods. Your date is tomorrow at half past six, and you can wear whatever you want."

"Oooh, the woods. How romantic!" Mae said, dreamily.

"Yeah, and uncomfortable."

Mae threw a pillow at her friend. "Stop trying to ruin my mood! And help me choose my outfit."

Kim groaned. "But Mae, the date is tomorrow! You have plenty of time to choose it."

"I want it to be perfect, so we're going now."

She groaned again and fell to the bed. "But I don't want to go all the way to your house!" She whined.

"I don't care. You either come to my house, or I'll have the service bring my whole closet, shoes and everything, here."

Kim slowly got up to glare at her friend. "Well played, young padawan."

Mae bowed at her. "I learnt from the best blackmailer." She winked at her and Kim laughed. "And now, lets go! Vite, vite!"

'Oh boy, what did I got myself into?'

A/N: So, what do you think huh? Playing extreme matchmaker. This will sure bring a whole new set of problems to these two. But hey, that's why we all love drama.

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