Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.

Sorry people about not updating yesterday. I was going to but . . . Hurricane Hanna decided to make a grand entrance and ruined that plan. I lost power twice and the internet for the entire day almost. I, well actually my mom, fixed it. So I'm good now. And very happy. Yay!!

And I know that this is completely irrevelant but my soccer team opened our season on Thursday and I'm proud to say that we're 2 and 0. Oh yeah!! :D


Previously. . .

". . .Tanya blackmailed Edward with their group contract."

I gasped. "She didn't!"

"She did and it's because she can't afford to lose her spotlight with the media. We are going to give her what she wants. . ."

That confused me. "What!?"

"You didn't let me finish. She is going to have the spotlight alright, but believe me she will not enjoy it."

Her malicious grin gave me high hopes for today and I couldn't help but mirror it.

Chapter 8

Revenge

As we walked downstairs to the limo it took all myself control to keep from laughing. Rose was somewhere making a phone call while Alice and Tanya embraced when we got into the limo. Thank goodness that the paparazzi don't swarm the place everyday. . .

I thought it was absolutely hilarious how Alice and Rose kept up the charade of liking Tanya and she was so oblivious. From an outside perspective I sort of felt bad for her, but then again remembering what she was she doing made me giddy from evil excitement. Today was going to be the funniest day of my entire existance.

We arrived at the spa and it was the grandest place. It was an oasis of comfort and relaxation. In the lobby there were waterfalls and the stone sign that read "Atlantis" right behind the main desk with a clear waterfall running over it. The floors were made of the prettiest stone I had ever seen. It was a warm tone. A heather gray with streaks of gold and bronze. Everything was the image of perfection.

When we got to the main desk I noticed how the receptionist eyed me. Her entire face read "Who the hell is she!?"

I ignored her, but I did notice that Alice slipped the receptionist a fat bundle of wrapped bills. I noticed that the outside one was a 100 dollar bill. Geez. "She," she said pointing to me, "was never here. You got that?"

"Y-yes," the woman stuttered ogling at the large wad of cash now in her pocket.

We continued on to a private room where we got undressed and put on the fluffiest and softest robes in existance. I was so stealing one. Or buying one. Wasn't really sure.

First we all got waxed, which was the most painful thing in my life. Next we were all getting haircuts and highlights. Tanya wanted a private room to herself for this and she got it. It was only too lucky for us. The fun was about to begin. Again.

Tanya had earbuds blasting music into her ears reclining in a massaging shampoo chair with cucumbers on her eyes. We could all see into the crack in the door. The shampoo girl was getting all of the necessary shampoos and conditioners for her. We all had told the people to wait for us while we had some "business" to tend to. Everyone was all bribed with large bundles of money to mention to no one that it was actually us sabotaging Tanya. So far, she had no idea that it was really us that took off half of her eyebrow. Or us that tried to take off her "mustache" leaving a giant red mark across her upper lip. But those were just minor things according to Alice and Rosalie. I had no idea what they were planning for Tanya. Just that it was going to be bad.

Now as we stood outside the door peering into the crack I had some insight to what the plan might be. I noticed that Rosalie was holding what appeared to be green dye in her hands. She slipped it into her jeans. Green highlights maybe to go with her new pink do? She was going to look like a clown. And it was going to be downright hilarious.

"Agent Pixie to Agent Siren and Clumsy," giggled Alice quietly, "do you read me?"

"Agent Siren to Agent Pixie and Clumsy," giggled back Rosalie, "I read you."

I shot them a glare. "Why do I have to be Agent Clumsy?" I whispered.

"Agent Pixie to Agent Clumsy, one you have to do this because it makes it more official. Two you couldn't come up with a better name earlier. Three I find it funny."

"Me too," whispered Rosalie.

"Agent Siren, you're on."

"Gotcha."

Rosalie slipped into the room and tapped the shampoo girl on the shoulder. "Excuse me, I don't know if Tanya told you, but she wants her hair dyed. Okay?"

"What color?"

"She was wanting more of a reddish color. You know? Not completely a fair red head, but like a shade or two lighter."

"Okay."

I heard the girl shuffling toward the door while Alice and I pressed ourselves against the wall behind the door. It swung open hitting us in the face. I had my mouth in a tight line to keep from making any noises.

We watched her walk away and then slid into the room.

"To be honest," I said, "I'm not sure how the green dye is going to go unnoticed so I think we better just stick with the pink hair."

Alice and Rosalie shook their heads sadly. Alice spoke. "Bella, Bella, Bella. You have much to learn. Just watch."

She took the green dye from Rosalie and opened the top. She walked over to the shampoos and conditioners and poured some into each. "Shampoo and conditioner can be any color."

I grinned. "Perfect."

After that Alice and I left to go to prepare Tanya's tan solution with a little orange dye. Meanwhile Rosalie was discreetly fixing Tanya's hair dye. How? I had no idea. But I knew that she had completed her mission when she came back, to where we all were getting our hair done, with a huge grin on her face.

I got nothing big done. My hair was layered and angled. Nothing too special. My hair did feel and smell really good though.

Alice and Rosalie just got touch ups on their own hair.

Afterwards we went back to Tanya's room and she was in the same position except this time in a different chair. The girl doing her hair looked up at with frightened eyes.

Tanya's hair was tinged in an ugly greenish color, but was being covered in pink goop. We all bursted out laughing, unable to contain ourselves. Tanya never looked up. The girl, on another hand, was completely confused. With another bundle of cash, she was going to forget she ever saw us.

About a half hour and a short foot massage later we went back to Tanya's room and saw her getting up with an opaque shower cap on her head and funny looking goggles to go to the tanning room. We weren't getting tans because, well I wasn't sure why. We just weren't. And thank goodness too considering the color that was about to come out.

We were acting completely immature hiding around the corner our heads peaking around, right on top of one another, spying on Tanya. We waited about ten minutes and then we heard an earsplitting scream.

We all smiled. We pressed against the wall and counted to ten. Then we walked around the corner, concerned faces plastered on our heads.

She came running out of the room with a towel around her and the sight was comical. She was completely orange. We all gasped, completely in shock. Wink, wink.

"Tanya what happened!?" we all asked in shocked voices. We could be actresses.

"I don't know!" she shrieked. "This was not the color I picked! I look like an orange!"

We all contained amused faces, something that is very difficult to do. Especially in a situation like this.

"I am never coming here again!" She stormed away leaving us to laugh all we pleased. We took advantage of that big time. Oh ho! Did we laugh!

Alice suddenly had an evil look on her face. "Once she sees her hair she is so going to want to leave. We should call the paparazzi."

"Alice, you're brilliant," said Rosalie grinning.

Five minutes later there was another earsplitting scream. We ran towards the sound, forcing our features into those of concern, and came to a halt. Genuine shock etched itself into our faces. There stood Tanya, with orange skin and bubble gum pink hair with greenish streaks.

"Oh my God," I said with wide eyes. This was better than anything I could have expected. Better yet, she didn't suspect any of us.

Tanya was fuming. "We're leaving now!"

Rose and I threw Alice appraising looks. She shrugged in a smug "what-can-I-say" manner.

Alice called the limo to come around the back to pick me up, so I could stay incognito.

We changed back into our clothes, but I was so taking a robe with me.

I walked to the back of the building and left through the back door. The limo was there already waiting with driver holding the door open for me. I quickly got in and we pulled around to the front where there was a huge mob of flashing cameras.

Tanya was wearing a revealing outfit, as usual, and it showed her orange skin to the paparazzi along with her green streaked bubble gum hair. She rushed through the crowd the best way she could toward the limo. The driver threw open the door for her and she threw herself in and Rosalie and Alice followed.

The cameras flashed and then the driver shut the door and drove away.

"How did they know we were here?" she trilled.

The three of us answered at the same time, "I have no idea."

Sometimes they said that revenge got people no where, but right now I felt the complete opposite. Because no matter what anybody said revenge was sweet.


Okay guys, what do think? Do you think Tanya got what she deserved or was it a bit too harsh? Review, Review, Review!

Okay so I've been getting alot of reviews saying that Tanya didn't get it bad enough. Maybe this will calm you people. This is merely the beginning. The beginning of Operation GRB. It's going to get alot worse. . .

P.S. If you have any ideas. Please send them to me. There are never too many missions. Dun dun dun.