When life gives you lemons, squeeze the juice in life's eyes.

When life doesn't learn and gives you lemons AGAIN. Make orange juice and watch the rest of the world wonder how.

When life gives you lemons for a THIRD time, just give in a and read those M rated lemons.

Life sucks.

SERIOUSLY. I STILL DON'T FUCKING OWN THE NIGHT WORLD! I have tried all three. The whole 'making lemonade' one, I've tried that too. It's boring, so I've got a new one.

"When life gives you lemons, throw them back and ask for the Night World!"

Nilsson's PoV

We watch onscreen as the girls do their 'dance'. It's actually quite artistic, not just plain 'stripping'. Still, I'm surprised Lord Thierry hasn't politely averted his eyes yet.

"Cho-o-o-colate, Lo-o-ove. Cho-o-o-o-colate Lovers!" Hannah sings, her voice is brilliant-but even I can tell it's not anywhere near as good as Mares! I can see why Mary-Lynette is a celebrity.

"Woah-oh-oh!" Speak of the devil, Mary-Lyn sings"Wrap me in your sweet embrace, touch me with your sugar-kissed love. Let me look at your pretty face, then I will rise above."

"Because my love is-"

"CHOCOLAAAATE!" All of the girls join Jez, then it's her again,

"Its melts away, sweet and-"

"CHOCOLAAAATE!"

"Temporary, loving-"

"CHOCOLATE, LOVE. IMMA, CHOCOLATE LOVER."

The song ends and the audience applauds and whistles and throws cash at the girls, catcalling them. Ash, Quinn and Morgead look ready to stab someone-anyone! And the others also look riled up. I guess watching your soulmate perform at a strip club and being popular has that effect? Rashel didn't seem that bothered when Quinn performed at the gay strip club. Ah well. I guess the girls are just more easygoing? Easygoing and newly rich, it seems with those tips!

Claire's PoV

The daybreakers assemble in the large room again and I smile from my raised vantage point of the stage.

"Time to pick another!"

Mare leaps up to the stage, agile even in stilettos-how does she walk in those things? Dips her hand into the bowl and draws a piece of paper out. She reads it out in her head and a smirk plays on her lips.

"Always wanted to become a nudist." she comments and the daybreakers erupt into laughter. I realise which one she got-one of the hardest-if not THE hardest.

Her eyes skim it once over and a bubble of laughter escapes her lips. "Okay, we have to take Thierry's private jet down to Santa Monica beach, bringing Claire with us for 'proof'." she uses quotation marks.

"Strip off and claim a large section of the beach as the 'female nudist area' ambush any men that try to enter with driftwood, smelly seaweed, shells etc and then have a feud over coconuts. And apparently, they've solved the coconut problem because they won't be naturally on the beach."

There's a stunned silence which Mare breaks.

"They told us we could be whatever we wanted when we grew up. So we became nudists." For some reason, this is hilarious. "By the way, Claire, did you only write this so you could ride in Thierry's Private Jet, watch a coconut feud, have some eye candy if the boys got it and some blackmail about the size of where the sun don't shine." several of the boys delicately blush, "and if we got it-which we did-watch us beat up any men which try to join us?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

"The paparazzi will have a field day!" She smiles audaciously and turns to the other girls. "We won't chicken, will we?!" even though I knew in the depth of my heart that whoever got it would chicken, I still wrote it down and it's a good thing I did because nobody protests against doing the dare. It's Mare's contagious, fearless attitude. It makes you wanna strip off and bare it all!

"Wait." Mare turns to face me, "Technically, we have to do it on a live webcam and we can't do that due to indecently clothed pictures and I'd hate to let my fans down since there's been no instant-blur mode invented yet-I'm still working on it-and even then it will probably be patchy. Therefore we can't do the dare and we need a new one." God she's good. Wriggled out of that one easily. Slippery as an eel.

The boys are shocked, stunned and dazed, staring at her. She turns and raises her eyebrows. "Don't you know it's rude to stare?" Ash, Quinn, Morgead and Thierry faint.

"We need medical attention." she states calmly before walking up to the bowl and retrieving a different strip of paper.

"Post a video on YouTube to a song with death metal in-you have to sing and record a cover as a group. Simple. How about 'Mz Hyde'? Are we allowed to audition extras?"

I shrug, "Sure."

She turns to the camera, "We'll be auditioning extras alright-well, as long as my group agrees-we are a democracy! Just kidding, I'm an evil dictator. Penalty of death for disagreeing with me. Okay, democracy. DEMOCRACY. OOOOOOOOH DEMO-CRAZY." she smiles evilly. "Let's see what happens..." she laughs slightly, "I'm totally messing with you, we'll vote on it. See ya!" the girls walk out of the room and I turn to the cowed boys.

"Thierry? Oh-he's still unconscious. Galen-you don't look quite as crazy as the rest, you can be temporary leader. Please pick one."

Galen's PoV

My legs feel like lead as I drag them up to the stage and fish out a slip of paper.

"Dye your hair green-every last one of you. And then wear sexy, pink dresses for a week if the boys get this. If the girls get this, don't wear SEXY dresses because Thierry doesn't want any more carpets ruined by the boys drooling everywhere."

Oh god. Time for the salon and a shopping trip. We slowly tramp out of the door. Thierry, Morgead, Ash and Quinn have regained consciousness and Ash is gibbering something about a 'smile that could've saved the Titanic by melting icebergs it's so warm'. He's crazy. Well, crazy in love. I don't blame him-obviously I am BESOTTED with Keller, but Mare is awesome in MANY ways.