A/N: hey guys, sorry. this one is pretty sweet and chill in the beginning, with JIBSONN, but then it gets slightlyy dark, but we will try to cover that up with *ahem* JIBSONNNN(:. things are getting better for me, thanks to those out there that care, on FF, and in my life. justt saying, but some teachers are bitches and we all know it. but when you find teachers like 3 that i have, man; they are just greatt(: anyways, here you go, chapter 7! reviews make me muchh happier than i am right now!!!!(:

Meg was curled up in the lobby chair, Teresa and Patrick were stretched out on the sofa, and Jennifer, Tj, and Nick were sitting around the room on the floor.

"Finally, we are in freaking New York!" squealed Teresa. Patrick moved closer and gave her a bright smile.

"Oh, man, I'm so happy to finally be here..." Meg trailed off.

"Meg, you look a little tired." Jennifer laughed.

"I think the lack of sleep, nonstop ranting and raving, and all that sugar is finally kicking in." Patrick laughed.

"Nah, I'm all good, just need to get up and going, you know? Like start running, fast and stuff, getting my blood going, and not sitting here, curled up on the couch...and stuff." She was trailing off again.

"Well, let's blow this joint already!" Teresa piped up.

They all cheered in unison, and walked out the doors. Meg directed them to a coffee shop just down the road. Jennifer, Meg, and Teresa had been to New York before, but Nick, Tj, and Patrick hadn't. When they got there, they ordered their hot chocolates and took a seat in a booth in the corner, near the window. Teresa and Patrick sat across from Tj and Meg, while Jennifer and Nick brought up their own chairs on the outside of the booth.

"Man, it feels so great to be back here!" Meg sighed. Meg grew up in New York; she moved to California when she was 11, but nobody knows why she doesn't have a New York accent.

"I bet. You will have to show us the best places to sneak off to!" Tj tapped her thigh, an action gone unnoticed by the gang.

"Yeah Meg. I mean, it's not like any of us could possibly go a week without rebelling in some way, shape, or form." Jennifer rolled her eyes.

They talked a few more minutes before standing up and going back onto the streets. They were walking back to the hotel when Patrick secretly slipped his hand next to Teresa's, and locked his fingers in with hers. She looked up at him and smiled, then leaned into him slightly. When they got back to the hotels, everyone split up, and got onto their own floors. The boys snuck in fairly easily; Mr. Alexander was out like a light, face down and in a mess of blankets.

The girls weren't so lucky.

They slid the card in the slot, and slowly pushed the door open. They got in and turned to close it, but it was too late;

Ms. Carpenter was awake, and wearing a very ticked off look.

"Start talking. NOW." Her eyes were cold, and she was very mad.

"Well, we couldn't sleep, so we all went down to the lobby and talked, because we didnt want to wake you, and stuff. Not like we really care too much about your sleep or anything, it was more of like 'ugh, if we are too loud then she will get mad' kind of thing." Meg immediately started to spin the story.

"You got one part right, I am pretty mad. You girls broke the rules, snuck off, I mean, we are in New York, for God's sake! You could get yourselves killed, kidnapped, or raped! You would think that you would know better than that." With the last statement, Ms. Carpenter looked directly at Meg, whose face went stony, and her green eyes locked down on the teacher.

"Save the lecture for another victim, Carp." Meg's voice turned to steel, and she had a look that nobody had ever seen before.

"You would think that you would have thought twice about what you did tonight with what has happened before."

It was like nobody else was in the room. Jennifer and Teresa had no clue what they were talking about, but Meg and Carp's eyes were locked unto one anothers. It was a stubborn staring contest, both of them waiting for the other to back down.

"You don't know a damn thing about me, or how the Hell im supposed to act." With that, Meg turned around, and stormed out of the room.

Carp sat on the bed, let out a loud groan, and covered her face with her hands. Teresa walked over to her bed and sat down, not knowing what else to do.

Teresa pulled out her phone, and noticed 2 new messages.

message 1: PatrickLovesTeresa!!(:

-Hey, did you guys make it inside okay?

Teresa touched 'reply'.

-Busted by Carp, followed by 'the great meg staredown' against Carp. Meg stormed out, will be back in the morning. Cant say too much for sure for now.

She then checked the second message.

message 2: Meg Weethee

-Let Carp know i'll be back in the morning, and not to worry, i'm not as ignorant as she thinks. Also, I am very pissed, and let her know that too.

She sat on her bed, thinking before replying.

-Will do. You wanna tell me whats going on?

She sat for a moment, till Patrick responded.

-damn, that sucks. &dont worry about Meg, she needs to breathe. Hope everything works out. Try to get some sleep, can't wait to see your beautiful face in the morning(:

She smiled at his text, thinking about how great he was. Then she got Meg's text;

-don't wanna talk about it, this is what happens when you tell people things; they throw it back in your damn face. I'm just pissed, text you in the morning.

Teresa thought about what Meg could possibly be talking about, then turned off her phone, and flopped on the the bed with an exasperated sigh. Eventually, everyone fell asleep in the heavy silence.

wellll? i tried to jibson it up a bit, but haha, meg just used her mind-controlling powers, and MADE me write about her! seriously, that wasnt even PART of the chapter. im telling yah, this storys got a mind of its own, and its an EVILL mind, minus jibson, which is NEVER evill(;

reviews help 'tame the meg.' hahaha.