This may be my last update for the next two and a half weeks. Why? Because I have six deadlines to get done within the next two and a half weeks, so you may have to bear with me until then. But maybe if I'm lucky I'll slip in another update for some of my stories next weekend, depending on whatever situation I'm in. Sadly, that would require a miracle; especially when one of my projects has to be at least 1,200 words long, not including the references, and I haven't even started on that project yet! On the bright side, I finish the last of my exams in mid-May, and when the time comes, I'm going to be epic!

Before we begin, I must warn you that Justin is very perverted in this chapter. But this will serve to provide a suitable cliff-hanger for the next chapter. After all, surely Justin deserves to be perverted again after everything he's been put through with Owen, right? Also, something totally unexpected happens in this chapter, so you guys are in for a bigger shock than the time you read my other story, Ocrais.

My Big Fat Creepy Roommate

Fire/Escape

Justin made sure that Owen was sound asleep before climbing out the window and onto the fire escape. After all these months, tonight was finally his night.

Basically, Justin decided he wanted to go spy on the girls Why not. After months and months of Owen getting too close to Justin's comfort zone, it was about time he got to witness some boobs. The time he saw Sierra and Lindsay up on the tree ages ago didn't count as it resulted in very awkward predicaments for the unfortunate ex-model.

Justin peered into one window to see a sad Duncan masturbating. Justin rolled his eyes. What he saw did not surprise him at all. He moved on the peer into the next window, only to see a grumpy Chef Hatchet doing the same. All of a sudden, Justin felt a force grabbing him and pulling him down. As it turned out, it was Chris McLean that did it.

"What's your problem?!" demanded Justin.

"SH! Do want to get caught?!" Chris hissed.

"No," said Justin. "I was hoping to spy on the women."

"Well I was hoping for Chef to catch me spying on him," Chris hissed. "If he catches anyone spying on them, he will open his window, grab the person and pull him in for a shift if he's a hot dude in Chef's opinion, otherwise Chef will just kill that person. I can't have you getting killed while you're at the height of your popularity, which is ironic if you ask me," he jeered.

Justin was livid. "Are you saying I'm not hot enough?!" he snapped.

"Why would you care, you're straight?" said Chris, shrugging.

"Well at least someone is smart enough to know I'm not in a relationship with Owen!" Justin huffed.

"Well I'm glad you're straight, otherwise your ordeal would not be as funny!" Chris chuckled.

"You're a sick, sadistic bastard, Chris McLean," groaned Justin.

"Well it's not my problem," sneered Chris. The lights in Chef's room went on. "Well, that's my cue! Good luck with being forever alone and forever humiliated!" Then Chef opened the window, grabbed Chris by the arm, pulled him into his room and closed down the window shut.

To say that Justin was angry with Chris would be an understatement. He decided to get a sneak peek through Chef's bedroom window to see if Chef kills Chris. At first, Justin witnessed Chef tossing Chris onto his bed and climbing on top of the latter. Chris looked profoundly excited over this, believing in his sick fantasies. Justin decided there was no point in looking through that window anymore, now that it appeared that Chef wasn't going to torture Chris anytime soon on top of the fact that Justin was straight. Just as Justin left the scene in search of something tasteful, he could hear a shriveled scream coming from Chef's bedroom.

"AH! CHEF! NO! NOT THE HAIR! NOT THE FUCKING HAIR! AAAAAAAAAAHHH!"

This put a smile on Justin's face, but remembering who was mercilessly torturing Chris to no end, Justin decided it was too dangerous to stick around. He descended down the stairs onto the lower section of the fire-escape right before Chef re-opened his window to make sure that no-one was spying on him. He peered into a random window to see Blaineley and Izzy making out. Surprisingly, it was Blaineley that was initiating the pleasures. Perhaps she was only faking her disdain towards Izzy because she was playing hard to get and that does in fact turn Izzy on.

As much as he would love to witness more of this beautiful femslash going on at the other side of the glass, Justin would prefer not to have Izzy tear him to shreds. He remembers with a shudder a few days ago when he casually said hi to Izzy as he passed her by in the corridor and she nearly killed him. Justin tried out the next window to see Lindsay and Sierra having a conversation on their bed.

"Another day, another sad, confused and angry face from Tyler," Lindsay smiled evilly. "He's such an idiot for falling for it."

"Not as much of an idiot as Heather," Sierra added. "I can't believe she fell for that in Season 1!"

"I know right," Lindsay chirped. "Even to this day the bitch still does not know that I have stolen five grand from her wallet. What idiot brings a whole load of money to a reality show?"

"I dunno, someone expecting to be on a reality show like Jersey Shore," Sierra giggled.

Justin was shocked by all of this. He cannot believe that Lindsay was actually scheming Heather and Tyler this whole time! He also cannot believe that Lindsay managed to pull off that level of stupidity effortlessly. This was so bizarre that Justin knew he was going to be awake all night for the next few nights just thinking out it. Although Justin knew he could use this to his advantage, he also knew that Sierra would kill him if she thought he was going to rat the couple out. After all, assuming that Lindsay stole money from Chris as he was hitting on her and nobody was looking, Justin couldn't help but smile knowing that Lindsay managed to give some of the rotten people in his life some well-deserved karma.

He climbed further down the fire-escape and looked into another random window. What Justin saw was the most shocking and riveting thing he's ever seen since he moved here.

Prior to that encounter, Justin, like virtually everybody else, was certain that Courtney and Gwen were bitter enemies beyond the point of reconciliation.

And so there's our cliff-hanger. While I was typing this chapter up, I decided to refer back to the first chapter. If you remember what happened in the first chapter, then you should know what is happening right before Justin's eyes… not that Gwen and Courtney are aware of that.

Sorry there was no Creepy Owen, but at least we got a douse of Creepy Chris. Right at this point in time, it remains to be seen whether or not Owen will appear in the next chapter. Rest assured, he will render you speechless in the next chapter he appears in.

I checked how many words I have written for this document, and I've exceeded 1,200. It took only an hour and a half to write that fic. Well now that I did that, I'll have more confidence in writing my essay. And don't worry, it's not going to be anything like my stories. Hell no! The filter between my brain and my fingers forces itself on whenever I start working on an essay or project.

I'll see you guys in two and a half weeks unless I review whatever stories I come across during my free time.