Thank you unknown20troper and acosta perez jose ramiro for your reviews. I've had another busy week, but luckily I was able to come up with this yesterday and today. I can't wait for summer break. Anyway, read, and enjoy.

June 26th

Today was unbelievable. I woke up this morning to find that none of my friends were in the room, so I went to go downstairs, thinking they were eating. Instead I turned my attention to my left and saw them standing around the bathroom door and trying to look in through the little key hole. My guess is that they'd been trying to get a peek at Vic. Disgusting.

Anyway, I jumped up from behind and scared the hell outta them; yelling at them to get away and to get dressed. As I continued to yell, the bathroom door opened up. We turned around to see not Vic, but my dad, in nothing but a towel. My mouth dropped open as the girls blushed and looked completely embarrassed. Dad blinked and stared at us, looking a bit nervous. Oh wait, he always looks like that.

"Um, what are you girls doing?" he asked nervously.

"N-nothing," Lauren lied with a blush.

"We…um…had to use the bathroom!" Emily answered.

"Oh…okay," dad said as he went back into his bedroom.

Immediately after the door shut, I began laughing uncontrollably. The B.R.A.T.s continued blushing and exchanged glances as they went back into my room. Oh man, I am NOT going let them live this one down! Anyhow, we all got dressed and hopped into my car so we could get our shop on (and maybe pounce a few twerps). So, we checked out some shops, stole some ice cream, and came across this stand in front of a music store. Some guy with shaggy blonde hair and a white sweater stood before it while holding a megaphone.

"Attention shoppers!" he announced, "How would you like to win a date with the hit teen sensation, Chip Skylark!?"

Everyone went wild as I crossed my arms while trying to hold back a grin.

"All you have to do is write your name on one of these balls! The balls will be tossed into the pool behind the stand which will be randomly selected by Arty the sea otter; who was rescued by Chip during one of his cruises!"

Everyone cheered again as I rolled my eyes. Rescuing sea critters? How much more saintly can he get? My friends smiled as they grabbed my hand.

"Come on Vicky, we should totally do it!" Lauren exclaimed.

"I don't know," I mumbled. True I had somewhat gotten over that incident with Chip humiliating me (it's not like everyone knew he was singing about me), but after I kidnapped him there's no way he'd come near me.

"What are you, scared?" Lauren teased.

I growled as I pulled away from her and stormed towards the blonde rapper wannabe. I was no coward! Not to mention, the date would be the perfect chance to seek my revenge! Oh come on, did you really think I'd leave all that under the bridge? Please!

"Alright, another contestant!" he cheered, "What's your name?"

"Vicky Flanagan," I answered.

"Okay miss Vicky!" he said with an eerily cheery attitude that made me want to knock his teeth in, "I'll just scribble your name and toss it in!"

My friends clapped as they ran up and had their names written down as well. After a few minutes, a timer on the stand went off, causing the otter to jump into the pool and start swimming.

"Alright gals, Arty will pull up a ball shortly to reveal who the lucky little lady is!"

After a few seconds, the otter jumped out with a ball in his mouth, and the guy grabbed it.

"And the winner is…VICKY FLANAGAN!" he announced.

Instead of a cheer, everyone glared at me and scowled, including my so-called friends.

"Gee, good job, Vicky," Lauren said as though she was suppressing the urge to strangle me. I had a feeling I'd need some security guards on the way home; but luckily everyone was too scared by my reputation to attack me.

"I can't believe she won!" I heard Mrs. Turner grumble to her husband and son, "I should fire her!"

"There there honey," Mr. Turner said as he patted her on the back, "It's not the end of the world. Besides, she's the best sitter in town."

"No!" buck-tooth squealed, "Mom's right: Vicky has to go!"

How dare he say that about me! Whenever I get the chance, I'm gonna murder him…more so! So anyway, Chip's supposed to pick me up at my house tomorrow at around five. I'm glad he saw the Turner house and not my place; perhaps he won't suspect anything. Well, gotta go convince the Turners not to fire me. Later.

A/N: Ah, a chance for revenge. We'll just have to wait and see if the date ends in love, or pain. Feel free to leave a review.