Mina: I am going to say this now… I AM SO SORRY! I know I haven't updated who god-only-knows-how-long! So you people she thank not only Boys Make Me Cry, but also Big Green Eyes! BGE is the one who told me to get off of my lazy ass and update this thing! So give BGE a hand people! And also give BMMC a hand for updating! You guys rock! Now… ON WITH THE SHOW! And I worked a JohnnyRoxy moment into this chapter.

Disclaimer: I do now own Haya or Beyblade. Haya belongs to BMMC and Beyblade belongs to… whoever owns it. I'm to lazy to go check. Nor do I own Sum 41. I have their CD tho'. I only own the pranks in this chapter, the buzzer prank in one of the chapters on BMMC's account, and Roxy. But someday, I will RULE THE WORLD! (Starts to cackle maniacally while all of her friends stare at her like she's a loony)

NOTE: It is very important that you read chapter nine of 'Dear Diary, I Love Them Begging' before you read this. Or you will be completely lost. And, I am not even going to TRY to update until I get AT LEAST five reviews for this chapter! And now... ONWARD!
Chapter Four: Fat Lip (By: Sum 41)

Roxy yanked her motorcycle boots off and carefully set them down on the deck while looking up and the dojo.

Storming through the party like my name was El Ninio
When I'm hangin' out drinking in the back of an El Camino
As a kid, I was a skid and no one knew me by name.
I trashed my own house party cause no body came.

"Roxy, why are you taking off your shoes?" Mariam whispered, trying not to make too much noise.

"They might make noise. It'll be quieter if we walk around in our socks," the girls looked at each other and nodded before taking off their shoes, except for Emily.

"I'll be out here rigging the wires, so I'll have to keep my shoes on," she told the others.

"I'll open the window for you so you can rig the speakers," Mariah told her. Emily nodded andRoxy took out a bag and handed it to Mariam.

"You take the bathrooms. Emily, you'll be rigging the speakers, windows, and doors. Hilary, you take the kitchen. And since the boys are all in two rooms, Mariah will take one and I'll take the other-Kai has a room to himself, which is why we had to make sure Haya could distract him..."

"And scare him shitless?" Mariam suggested, covering her mouth with her hand so she could snicker. Roxy smirked and nodded to confirm her suggestion.

"TechMates synchronized? earphones plugged in?" Roxy whispered. All of the girls pulled out small earphones with mouthpieces and plugged them into their TechMates. All of the girls nodded. "Let's go,"

I know I'm not the one you thought you knew back in high school
Never going, never showing up when we had to.
attention that we crave don't tell us to behave,
I'm sick of always hearing act your age.

Hilary walked into the kitchen and looked around carefully, making sure that no one was around. She stepped into the kitchen and opened the bag that Roxy had given her before she came inside. She paused, her hand hovering over the bag. She suddenly strode over the pantry while pulling out a small prescription bottle marked 'sugar pills'. Pulling a box of incredibly sugary cereal marked 'Joseph and Kevin's! DO NOT TOUCH!' she smirked and dumped some of the sugar pills into it. Then she walked over to the refriderator and pulled out some milk marked 'Joseph and Kevin's cereal milk! DO NOT DRINK!' and dumped some more of the sugar pills into it.

Grabbing the bag, she tossed the empty sugar pill bottle into it and grabbed many packages of choclate chip cookies and smirked as she noticed one of the ingredients.

'Choclate laxatives...' she reopened the pantry and pulled out all of the cookies that were already there and replaced them with the cookies that Roxy had given her. Dumping the cookies that were NOT filled with choco-lax into the bag, she pulled out the last thing in the bag and looked at the large bottle in confusion. Pushing a button on her TechMate, she adjusted her mouthpiece as she heard beeping in her earpiece.

"What is it, Hilary?"

"Roxy? What's the powdered estrogen for?" she asked.

"Go over to the fridge and open it," she did so, holding the large bottle in one hand. "Do you see a water bottle marked with Ricks' name?"

"Yeah..."

"Dump some of it in there. And maybe in anything else that seems funny..." Hilary giggled.

"You're a genius, Roxy,"

"I know,"

After dumping about 1/3 of the bottle into Ricks water bottle she spotted anotherdrink boxand smirked as she read the label. 'Blitzkrieg Boys O.J. Drink at your own risk!' she eyed the rest of the estrogen and the orange juice with an evil look.

Outside, Emily was already on the next window hooking up some strange wires to the metal frame.

I don't want to waste my time
become another casualty of society.
I'll never fall in line
Become another victim of your conformity
And back down.

Mariam stepped into the bathroom and smirked. Opening the pantry she pulled out a very tiny bottle of bleach. Grabbing a bottle of shampoo marked 'Tala' she grinned as she dropped some into the goopy liquid. Pulling on a pair of rubber gloves, she reached into her bag and pulled out a roll of... toilet paper?

She switched out the toilet paper on the roll and opened the pantry under the sink. She took all of the toilet paper there and shoved the rolls into her bag and replaced them with the toilet paper rolls Roxy gave her. She then walked back into the hallway and signalled to Hilary who was in the kitchen with her head just coming out of the refrigerator. Handing her some smallish speakers they proceeded to wire them throughout the house.

Because you don't
Know us at all we laugh when old people fall.
But what would you expect with a conscience so small.
Heavy metal and mullets it's how we were raised.
Maiden and Priest were the gods that we praised

Mariah poked her head into one of the rooms that some of the boys were in and carefully stepped around certain sleeping bags, being careful as to not wake any of the boys up. Walking around she gathered up all of the casual or regular clothes and chucked them out the window, where she could see Emily standing there looking awfully smug.

"Done already?" she whispered, leaning outside. Emily nodded.

"I just have to wait until you get outside. I have wired all of the windows and the back door. Mariam and Hilary are coming out through the front door," she told her friend in a hushed voice. Emily paused and looked over Mariah's shoulder. "I'll go wire the front door while you finish here. Come get me when you get outside. And make sure you grab Haya and bring her out!" Mariah nodded.

"I'll send her to the front door. Wait for her there," Emily nodded and went to wait for the other girls out front.

Cause we like having fun at other peoples expense and,
Cutting people down is just a minor offence then,
It's none of your concern, I guess I'll never learn.
I'm sick of being told to wait my turn.

Kai was no longer afraid to admit it.

He was scared shitless.

Haya, or 'the spawn of satan' and he had so graciously dubbed her, was still kissing him. And you know what he thought the worst part of it was?

He was enjoying it.

Haya wasn't any better. She slowly reached up and placed her hands on his shoulders, knowing that would probably freak him out further.

It did.

I don't want to waste my time
become another casualty of society.
I'll never fall in line
Become another victim of your conformity
And back down.

She managed to slide her fingertips to the back of his neck upon remembering something that Roxy taught her once. She froze for a split second when Kai moaned.

'That's not supposed to happen,' she thought. Upon reflex, her nails suddenly dug into a pressure point on the back of his neck. Stepping backwards and breaking the kiss, she smirked as Kai slid to the ground, slowly falling unconscious.

"Roxy taught me about the pressure point," she stated. When she was sure he was unconscious, she grabbed him and pushed him onto his bed. She looked out into the hallway just as Mariam, Hilary, and Emily finished wiring all of the speakers.

The four girls ran outside and Emily ran to go wire the window that Mariah was to climb out from. She came back about five minutes later with Mariah in tow.

"What about Roxy?" Hilary asked, a worried look on her face.

"She's just finishing up," Haya told her.

Don't count on me, to let you know when.
Don't count on me, I'll do it again.
Don't count on me, it's the point you're missing.
Don't count on me, cause I'm not listening.

Roxy seized another handful of clothes and chucked them out the window. She paused and looked around and smirked when she noticed that there were no more un-embarrassing things for the boys to wear.

That is, until she noticed the duffel bag on the floor not too far away. Her eyes combed over the boys she would have to step over and she sighed. Making her way across the room carefully she stepped over some boys, and went around others. She paused at the last boy she would have to step over to get to the duffel bag. She realized it would be pointless to step over him, and it would be easier to just get down on her hands and knees and lift it off of the ground.

Well I'm a no goodnick lower middle class brat,
Back packed and I don't give a shit about nothing.
You be standing on the corner talking all that kufuffin.
But you don't make sense from all the gas you be huffing.
Then if the egg don't stain you'll be ringing off the hook,
You're on the hit list wanted in the telephone book.
I like songs with distortion, to drink in proportion.
The doctor said my mom should have had an abortion.

Being very careful, she eased herself onto her hands andknees and leaned over the boy. Grabbing the duffel bag, shefroze when she heard theboy beneath her move.shelooked down to check and see if he was still asleep and her breath caught in her throught when she realized who it was.

Johnny McGregor. The incredibly hot and sexy scottish member of the Majestics. And the boy who she had nearly flirted with earlier that day. He shifted again and she felt like she had been turned into stone. She felt a drop of swear slide down the side of her face and slip down her neck and into her shirt. She sighed when he stopped moving.

She moved the duffel bag and opened it to see if there was anything that she should leave there because it would be incredibly embarrassing. She frowned when she saw a bunch of graphic T-shirts. The kind of shirts she would steal from her pastboyfriends because she likes them. She smirked and shouldered the bag, deciding to keep these shirts. She'd go through them later.

She froze when something tugged on her waist. She just barely moved and realized that when she had been going through the shirts in the bag, Johnny had moved his arm around her waist.

She couldn't move without waking him up.

Another drop of swear appeared on her brow and slid down her face and neck. She had to think of something! She gasped inaudibly when he pulled on her and just barely rested his head on her stomach. Her breathe caught. Her thigh was pressed against the ground and she could barely move without waking him up. She started to sweat a bit more while she began to swear in her head.

The funny thing about her, she could swear for almost five minutes straight without repeating herself. And now she could put that talent to use. She started to panic when he turned his face and nuzzled her stomach in his sleep. She swallowed a nervous lump in her throught. Looking around, she noticed a pile of extra pillows. Reaching over and grabbing one she paused when she held one in her hand.

Tugging gently oh Johnnys' arm she started to careful trade places with the pillow. But, she couldn't fight the tingling in her body in all of the parts that Johnnys' skin had come in contact with. Nor could she fight the thoughts of how toned his arms felt. Rushing over to the window, she looked over her shoulder and felt confused when she saw him groan in his sleep before shoving the pillow away.

I don't want to waste my time
become another casualty of society.
I'll never fall in line
Become another victim of your conformity
And back down.

"Everything done?" Haya's eyes scanned over the girls, who all confirmed that their jobs were done. Roxy saluted the flag pole, which now had pink underwear with little japanese bunny heads all over them flying in the night wind.

"I pledge allegiance to Tyson Grangers lucky boxers," she stated while choking back laughter, the same with all of the other girls. Roxy pulled out her TechMate and smirked. "Okay, the electric wires are hooked to all of the windows and doors?" Emily nodded. "And... the song will start playing at five A.M. and it is now... four thirty,"

"This is gonna' be good..." Hilary muttered, rubbing her hands together evilly. All of the girls suddenly ran off of dojo grounds... except Haya.

"Wait up, you guys! I can't run in these stupid high heels that you shoved me in!" she snapped at them. Roxy waited and turned back to the dojo while her friends ran back to Hilarys' house.

"Sweet dreams boys, 'cause you're gonna' wake up to your worst nightmare,"

Waste my time with them
Casualty of society.
Waste my time again,
Victim of your conformity
And back down.

Mina: IT IS UPDATED! And 'Majestic Evil'? Yes, I am indeed that evil. Excuse me while I cackle over my own work of genius. And make sure you read the note at the beginning, people!