Helloooo! Let me get straight to the point, yeah? Sorry it's taken me a while to update again – none other than my love, and also my recent football and IPL obsessions have got me distracted!

But, here I am, FanFictionising (wtf? :P) once again. And here's a brand new chapter of LVCDC, dedicated to my loyal readers! Hope y'all like it :) It's another filler, though, so be prepared.

As much as I tried, I still own nothing. Maybe the phrasing though. LOL.


Ladies Vs CDC

Chapter 8 – Welcome To (The Other) Hollywood

Sonny

"So, where is he?" I ask, as we walk into McDonalds. That was the only place other than our own homes that we could think of to meet at such an odd time. Clearly, other places in town hadn't considered that a team of girls out for revenge on a guy would want to have a meeting at four in the morning!

"Well," Tawni says, "We don't exactly know where he is. But, thanks to one of my friends who happens to be an expert at phone hacking and tracking, we do know where his phone is, which should help us find him soon!" She seems incredibly awake, considering the fact that it's 4am, whilst I, on the other hand, feel like I'm either dead, or sleepwalking. I'm not quite sure which, but I'm more of a daytime person than an owl. I need sleep – I can't be all hyper and perky if I'm tired.

"Okay then… Where's his phone?" I rephrase my question.

"Hollywood," she replies, smiling.

"So, he's here?" I ask, shocked. I thought he had broken up with Penelope and run off, supposedly out of the city. Maybe I was wrong – I don't know for sure, because obviously, I wasn't there. Heck, I don't even know the guy!

"No, not Hollywood, California! He's in Hollywood, Florida," Penelope says, as if it's the most obvious thing in the world. Really? I didn't know that such a place existed – I haven't been to any other city or state other than here – LA – and my hometown: Appleton, Wisconsin.

"Oh," I say simply. I don't want to look dumb. But to be honest, I'm starting to think saying yes to help them wasn't my brightest idea – they may be organised, but they don't seem to have much of a plan prepared at all. I'm all for organisation, and this is the exact opposite. But hey… Once I commit to something and make a promise, I never want to break it and let people down.

"So, when are we going? I want to know, because I should tell my fiancé about it," Chastity says. They haven't told her anything about this either? I'm glad I'm not the only one who has no idea what's going to happen. Tawni and Penelope give her a blank look, before they realise what she's talking about.

"We've managed to get tickets for a plane tomorrow afternoon, and I own a house there. I've called the maid and asked her to clean it up for us so we can stay there, instead of wasting time looking for a hotel," Tawni says, "That way, everything can be done as quickly as possible and we won't lose out on a much valuable action time!" That's some good thinking, there.

"Oh, and Chas, you better get started on packing when you get home," Penelope adds, before turning to me, "Sonny, don't bring too many clothes. Wear whatever you want tomorrow, but all you need to bring are the necessities. Allie's whole wardrobe is being set up over there as we speak." How have they managed to arrange for all of these things in such a short space of time? I simply nod. But really, I'm getting a little nervous about the actual plan being put into action, even though I'm not sure of exactly what it is yet…


"Woah!" I gasp, as we step out of the airport the following day, and into the evening sunshine outside. It's amazing – I haven't been anywhere, so I guess I might be exaggerating just a little bit. I find pretty much anything wonderful!

"Sonny, focus. We need to get to the house! There's no time for sightseeing – we're on a mission," Tawni tells me. She's right – we're not here for a holiday. We're only here for this revenge mission. Besides, maybe we can go sightseeing when it's all over.

"TAXI!" Chastity calls out suddenly, as people nearby start to stare at her as if she's gone crazy. I laugh, as I wonder why people can't let someone be crazy in public without staring.

"Chas, we don't need a taxi. My boyfriend's best friend's ex's stepbrother's aunt's cousin runs a private car rental here, and he's sending someone to pick us up," Penelope says, looking proud.

"Your boyfriend's best friend's ex's what?" I ask in disbelief. That's a far-off acquaintanceship. I'm surprised she even knows her boyfriend's best friend's ex's stepbrother's aunt's cousin, because I don't think there are many people who do.

"My boyfriend's best friend's ex's stepbrother's aunt's cousin!" She laughs, and a silver car pulls up in front of us. The tinted window rolls down, revealing the face of a middle-aged guy wearing a chauffeur's hat.

"Hey there. You the revenge ladies?" he asks, smiling. Chastity and I laugh at that, whilst Penelope and Tawni simply nod. "Okay, hop in!" Chauffeur guy says, and we do exactly that.


"Are you crazy?" I scream, hearing my voice echo in the massive walk-in closet. Tawni's just told me that everything in there is now mine, and I'm in total shock.

"No, Sonny, we're not crazy. You're gonna need all of this for your disguise!" Tawni says, smiling. I still can't believe it. I mean, imagine Hannah Montana's huge closet-in-a-closet. Now make it one hundred times bigger. Fill it with outfits that are exactly my size and style, and there you go – that's where I'm standing. I'm usually not one to obsess over materialistic things such as nice clothes, but this is just amazing! In fact, even amazing would be an understatement to describe it.

"Really? How long are we gonna be here?" I ask, still shocked.

"Only as long as it takes to get Chad to fall totally and completely in love with you, and you to break his heart. Uh… I'm not sure exactly how long that'll take. Anyway, I'm going to my room now – meanwhile, you should get changed and refreshed and whatever, because we're having a little meeting in the dining room in ten minutes," Tawni explains. I nod, still awestruck by the closet.

"Okay, I'll see you then!" I smile, and we walk out of the closet. She leaves the room, and I stand by the door, finally getting to look at the room properly.

All the walls are painted in a lovely, light, lavender-like colour, which looks really pretty – I love any shade of purple! There's a huge window on the left wall, which has white Venetian blinds. I don't know what the view is like yet; I'll have a look later, but judging by the niceness of everything else, I assume it'd be just as great! On the wall next to that, there's a white dresser, left empty for me to put whatever I need to on it, and a mirror. Near that, there's a little glass frame on the wall with a picture of a pretty lavender plant in it, and next to that is the white door to the walk-in closet. On the other wall, there are a couple of frame hooks, below which sits a white chest of drawers, and beside that is the door that I assume leads to an ensuite bathroom. On the empty floor space is a lovely purple rug, and the floor beneath it is a sort of beech-effect laminate flooring. There's a massive four-poster bed in the middle of the room, with light purple and white sheets, and thin curtains of the same colour surrounding, beside which sits a small bedside table. It's got a little lamp, and an iDock on it. Purple and white – that's probably the best colour combination for a bedroom! I put my dying phone on the iDock, and walk into the closet to change - that sounds a little weird to say!


Fifteen minutes later, the four of us are seated around the glass dining table downstairs, snacking on coffee and cupcakes and discussing the revenge plan. "Now that we're all here, we should make sure we all know our plan inside out," Tawni initiates the idea.

"Here's what we're going to do. For a week or two, Tawni and I will spy on Chad, to find out about his daily routine, places he frequently goes, and all of that kinda stuff," Penelope says.

"So, basically you're going to stalk him," Chastity points out simply, and I can't stop myself laughing at that. What they're saying they want to do is pretty much a form of stalking, so she's not actually making fun of them, as such! It's sort of creepy, really.

"Fine, we'll stalk him, then. Anyway, when we have a clear idea of what his life is like, and what he does and when, that'll be where Sonny comes in…" Penelope continues, and proceeds to explain exactly how things will work, and what I have to do, repeating each step so that we all understand every single part of it. It all seems really difficult, but since I've agreed to help, and Tawni is my best friend; I can't just leave. Leaving would be like a sort of indirect betrayal, and that's not happening.

About twenty minutes pass by with just the explanation of the plan, before I'm told more about my 'new identity'.

"So, that's all for the planning side of things. Now, Sonny's disguise!" Tawni smiles at me, and I have a feeling this isn't going to be the best part of the mission… Well, she's smiling. That alone scares me.

"You've shown her the clothes, right?" Penelope asks Tawni, and Tawni nods in reply. "Okay," Penelope says, and once again looks at me, "As you already know, your name will be Allie Johnson. We don't want Chad knowing who you really are – knowing him, and the computer knowledge he has, he can easily find out everything about you if he knows your real name!"

"Why would he even have to be a computer genius to do that? All he needs to do is search her name on Facebook, and he'll see that we're all friends on there," Chastity says, and smirks. For a girl with a first impression of being innocent and quiet, she's suddenly not that innocent and quiet!

"Yeah, that's true," I nod, and Chastity smiles proudly, "So, what else do I have to change, along with my name?"

"Your backstory," Tawni replies, still smiling. For some reason, this scares me; what has this girl got in her head for my so-called backstory?

"As afraid as I am to ask… What's my backstory going to be?" I ask.

"It's pretty simple, really. You, Allie Johnson, are originally from New York. Two years ago, you moved to England all alone for a few months to go to an arts college. At the same time, your parents moved to LA, and after hearing the news of you being kicked out of the college due to some extremely inappropriate behaviour that you vowed never to speak of again for as long as you live, they forced you to come back to the US and live with them. When you finally did so, they threw you out of your house, and so, being the helpless young girl that you are, you came to Miami, in search of a job. You finally got part-time work for the evenings, as a driver in your brother-in-law's private car and chauffeur rental company. When you aren't working, you're doing a fashion designing course at the local college and teaching ballet to kids at a local dance institute. That's all!" Penelope explains quickly. I'm a little overwhelmed by the whole thing being thrown at me like this, but I understand the basic gist of it. This is weird though. Allie is an artist, a cab driver, a fashion designer and a dancer all at once! "Any questions?" she asks, now smiling.

"Just one. Who the heck is my brother-in-law?" I ask. That's something, since we haven't got any guys in on our plan that I know of.

"You know how my boyfriend's best friend's ex's stepbrother's aunt's cousin owns that private car rental? Well, that cousin is married. We talked to his wife and she agreed to help us out, so she's going to be your elder sister, and he'll be your brother-in-law! That is, if we ever have to prove anything to Chad," she replies. Wow, they've thought through this whole thing much more than I'd expected!

"Okay…" I say slowly, taking in the information.

"Anything else?" Penelope asks. She seems excited about this plan, judging by the massive smile on her face. She didn't seem like the sort of person who would smile often, otherwise.

"Nope! I think I'm good," I reply, smiling. I'm finally feeling a little more confident about this whole thing, and I think it might be because I now know what I'm supposed to do.

"Wait, there's one thing she forgot to tell you," Tawni mentions, "A lot of those things will interest Chad when you tell him, because they all have some relation to him."

"Oh, like what?" I ask. I want to know these details, because they could possibly prove valuable later. In case I have to hold something against him or something, for example. Anything you say could be held against you!

"Well, Chad was from New York. He also moved to England for a while, and then went to LA. His father had thrown him out of his house before, and he also had to live alone. That's pretty much it!" Tawni says, before Penelope can speak.

"Hmm… Cool," I say, smiling. This isn't too bad of a plan.

"Okay, we start on phase one tomorrow morning, so we should probably get to sleep. Meet here at 6am tomorrow – I've got a breakfast idea!" Chastity smiles, and we all head upstairs to our rooms. I only have one thought in my head – what's going to happen now?


Not my best work, I know. But hey, it had to be there! The next chapter is where everything starts getting, well… You'll see when you read it… ;)

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