Murtagh looked as if his eyes were about to pop out of his head while I looked like I was about to pass out.

"Do we REALLY HAVE to?" I groaned miserably.

"I had to kiss BROM!" Kendal hissed.

"I had to kiss DURZA!" Arya hissed.

"I had to kiss DURZA AND BROM!" Elizabeth hissed.

"Besides," Alana piped up. "You'll thank us when it's over with." She said, leaning in for a better look like everyone else.

"Yep." Victoria agreed, grabbing some popcorn.

I groaned and faced Murtagh. "Let's get this over with so I can get on with my life." Our heads leaned forwards slowly. I could practically feel his warm breath against my skin once we were half an inch apart. We came a little closer . . .

"HI EVERYBODY!" Goldpool burst in the house.

"GOLDPOOL!" Everyone but Murtagh and I screamed when we both pulled apart quickly.

"Sorry I'm late! I was—." She noticed how close Murtagh and I had been. "Were they about to . . ."

Every glared at her.

"OH DAMN!" Goldpool yelled, cursing herself.

"SO CLOSE!" Victoria screamed.

"WE HAD THEM IN THE PALM OF OUR HANDS!" Alana cursed.

"WE'RE STILL HERE YOU KNOW!" Murtagh and I yelled.

Once the game was done I had kissed Eragon, Durza, and Brom. Poor Murtagh had to kiss his own brother while Goldpool got lucky and kissed Eragon, but ended up kissing Galbatorix too.

That night all the boys were sleeping in the living room except for the girls: (not including Arya and Heather!)

"Alright, did you bring the stuff Goldpool?" I asked, all of us wearing black and in the kitchen.

"Got it covered." Goldpool smirked, holding up a large bag. We all grinned evilly.

"Okay, let's move out!" I smirked and rolled into the dining room with the other girls rolling after me.

Du, du, du, du,

Du, na,

Du, du, du, du,

Du, na—

"Alana, turn that music off!" I hissed.

"Sorry." Alana whispered, turning the mission impossible music off and throwing the radio behind her, making all sorts of racket.

"Now that that's taken care of . . ." I muttered, we all crept into the living room and our plan started to unfold . . .

The next day:

All us girls were eating breakfast and drinking coffee in the kitchen while the guys were still sleeping. It was 1:30 in the afternoon!

I grinned evilly as I heard one of the boys groan and get up from his sleeping back. Using my spoon, I checked the reflection behind me to see who was getting up. Murtagh. We all grinned devilishly to each other. I began to count with my fingers.

3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . .

"SSSSSHHHHHHHAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNOOOONNNNNNN!!!!!!!"

(He said Shannon! That's yours truly!)

Right on time.

Murtagh stormed in with whipped cream smeared all over his face and a bit still on his hand. (It also involved a feather!)

"WHAT THE FREAKIN HELL DO YOU DO TO ME YOU BASTARD!?" Murtagh roared, waking up the neighbors. (That is if they were still asleep at 1:30 p.m.!)

I pretended gave him an innocent look. "What do you mean Taggy?"

"DON'T TAGGY ME YOU HELLISH DIPSHIT!" 'Taggy' roared.

Eragon ran in with makeup on and was staring at himself in a mirror. "Better lookin everyday!" he chirped happily.

Murtagh stared at his baby brother. "That's actually an improvement." He pointed out responsible.

Eragon stuck his tongue out at his big brother childishly. "You're just jealous that Shannon made me pretty!"

Damn! I knew the little dipshit's prank was a bad idea! Now how am I going to explain why Eragon's wearing Heather's makeup to Heather? Damn Alana for pulling me into her idiot makeup prank! I thought franticly, biting my nails and shooting Alana a death glare. If looks could kill she would have killed over by now.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Brom screamed. He ran in with a horrified look on his face. His gray beard was died rainbow colors. "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DID YOU DO TO ME?!"

Victoria look hurt. "You mean you don't like it?"

Galbatorix ran in with a HUGE sunburn all over. "WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?!"

"Let's just say we found a good use for Goldpool's tanning bed." I giggled, and Goldpool and I high-fived each other.

"Where's idiot number five?" Kendall asked, glancing into the living room. "He's coming!" She shot back over to the table.

Durza walked in with his head shaved. He didn't seem to notice yet, at least he wouldn't have noticed until Galbatorix busted out laughing. His hands clutched his shaven head and he began to scream bloody murder.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT HAPPENED TO ALL MY HAIR? I'M MELTING!" Durza screamed and began to melt until he was nothing but a pool of white liquid. Galbatorix scooped him into a glass so we he wouldn't dry up.

Heather walked in and saw her makeup on Eragon. "SHANNON!" She screamed.

"Oh shit." I mumbled.

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Monday at school:

I sighed in boredom during 1st period, Math. My eyes gazed over the desk writing on my desk, such as cussing, and rumors on it about who like who. I wrote down notes lazily to study for her final exam. God I hate exams.

Whoever created final exams should drop dead. I turned my head over towards the door when I heard a gentle knock on it. My eyes widened and a jumped in horror when I noticed who it was.

"ERAGON!" I yelled, standing up from my desk and earning strange looks from my classmates and teacher. Eragon was standing outside the door waving at me like an idiot to me threw the window of the door.

"Shannon, what is it?" My teacher asked, slightly frightened.

I looked over at him so quickly my hand knocked my books off my desk. A vein in my forehead throbbed in frustration.

"I . . . Er . . . uh . . ." Saved by the bell! No, literally, the bell rang. I darted out of the classroom and into the noisy hallway. I found the idiot trying to ride a water fountain.

"Hi Shannon!" Eragon said happily.

"What the hell are you doing here?!" I hissed quietly. "You're suppose to be at the high school with Murtagh across the street!"

Without waiting for an answer, I grabbed him and pulled him into the girls' bathroom and pushed him into a stall so that none of the girls could see him. I closed the door and stood in front of the stall and whipped out my cell phone, dialing a number.

It rang three times before anyone answered.

"Yeah?" the familiar husky voice of Murtagh said.

"It's me. Listen, we have a problem." I began.

I heard him sigh in annoyance. "Did Galbatorix stuff Durza's hand in the toaster again?"

"No." I began to explain everything.

"HE'S WHAT?!" Murtagh yelled so loud that the other girls in the bathroom gave me strange looks and I had to hold my phone a foot away from my ear.

"Look, I don't have time to take care of him! My next class is in three minutes!" I said, lowering, my voice so only he could hear me. "You have at least ten minutes in-between class, right?"

"Yeah, so?"

I sighed. "Your motorcycle's fixed, so can you come pick him up?"

"I can't do that!"

"Ah come on!" I complained. "What have I ever done to you for you to hate me so?"

"Well, let me just get out my notebook. Lets see, you poured sand in my bed when we were at the beach cabin last summer, you bleached my hair while I was asleep, you told Thorn that I was an imposter dressed up like his rider so that he would attack me, you set my pants on fire—."

"It's not my fault Thorn sneezes fire!" I yelled into the phone. "So will you do it?"

It was a few moments before he replied after a sigh. "Fine, fine, I'll do it. But you'll have to wait until after 6th period, okay?"

"Thank you so much Tag!" I said gratefully.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Why must I be so gullible?

I smirked. "Because you love me."

"Go to hell."

"I love you too." I said before hanging up. I grabbed Eragon and dragged him out of the bathroom without any of the girls noticing and I pulled him to my next class. "Okay, listen Eragon. You have to be good, okay?"

He nodded.

"Good, now come on." I said and led him into my History class.

"Shannon, who is this?" my teacher asked.

I fidgeted in my spot. "He's . . . Er . . . my . . . pin pal . . . uh . . ." I spotted a 'Tom Sawyer' book in the lost in found. "Tom . . ." I spotted a stone outside the window on the ground. "Stone, Tom Stone. He's here to see what it's like in an American school."

"Where's he from?" my teacher asked.

"Er . . . Europe." I said quickly. "Come on Erag—I mean Tom." I said, grabbing his hand and leading him over to the empty desk beside mine.

"Oi, Rae." Kelly said, turning around in her desk to face us. "Who is this?"

Eragon busted out laughing. "They call you 'Rae'? Oh god! I can't wait to tell Murtagh!"

Kelly seemed confused. "Who's Murtagh?"

"My big brother, who happens to be her boyfriend." Eragon giggled

I hit Eragon in the back of the head. "He's not my boyfriend! We're just friends you idiot!"

"You kissed him!" Eragon corrected me, rubbing the back of his head where I had hit him.

"WHAT?!" Kelly exclaimed.

"WE WERE PLAYING SPIN THE BOTTLE! WE DIDN'T EVEN KISS!" I roared.

Opal turned around to face us. "So Shannon, how old is the Murtagh character?" God! She is such a Mary-sue!

"Ah go hell Opal!" I spat. "Why don't you go snogg Brandon or something?" She glared at me before turning away from us.

"So? How old is he?" Kelly asked eagerly.

I mumbled something under my breath.

"What was that?" Kelly asked.

"Eighteen." I muttered.

"HOLY CRAP!" Whitney exclaimed, turning around to join the conversation. "What's he like?"

Eragon piped. "She has a picture of him on her cell phone!"

"Do not!" I protested, crossing my arms over my chest. "HEY!" I exclaimed when Eragon snatched my cell phone out of my backpack.

"See?" Eragon grinned, showing Kelly and Whitney the desktop picture of Murtagh when they were at the beach cabin last year. "Told ya!"

Kelly's eyes widened. "Wow Rae! He is hot!"

Whitney took a closer look of the picture. "He looks emo to me. Is he gothic?" (No offence to any emo or Goths!)

I fumed. "HE IS NOT EMO OR GOTH" I smacked Whitney upside the head. "Okay, maybe he is a little Goth, but that's no the point!"

Kelly smirked. "Yep, first sign of love! She's standing up for him!" She sighed dreamily.

"No offense Kelly, but you read way too many romance novels." Whitney stated.

Lunch:

"Okay, after English you'll be out of here!" I sighed with relief. Eragon and I were sitting at our usual lunch table with Victoria, Elizabeth, Goldpool, and Kendal. Elizabeth and Goldpool were both sitting on both sides of Eragon and staring at him dreamily. "Oi! When did the preps start sit-in at our table?" I snarled in disgust.

Kendal rolled her eyes. "Ever since the football team took their table they've been sitting here. Honestly Rae! You must be more observant!"

"Yes mother." I muttered sarcastically.

"Shut up." Kendal growled, sipping her Pepsi. Alana walked over and slammed her tray down on the table and sat next me.

"Damn! I cannot wait until these freakin final exams are over with!" Alana growled.

Goldpool rolled her eyes. "Must you always get this way at this time of year? Why don't you just chill out?"

"Chill out? CHILL OUT?!" Alana roared, her eye twitching. "HOW CAN I CHILL OUT WHEN MY SCORES ARE AT STAKE AT THIS VERY MOMENT!?"

There was a long silence while Alana took three long breaths to calm herself.

"Feel better?" Elizabeth asked.

Alana nodded. "Yeah, I actually do."

"Hey Elizabeth, did you and John break up or something?" I asked, wanting to get away from the subject of school.

Elizabeth cocked her head to one side. "No, why?" she asked while she and Goldpool hugged Eragon's waist while Eragon looked petrified from fear.

I rolled my eyes. "Oh no reason, except that your CHEATING ON HIM FOR THIS IDIOT HERE!"

"I'm not cheating on John!" Elizabeth snapped. "And Erry is NOT AN IDIOT!"

"FOR GOD SAKES LIZ HE MURTAGH'S STILL TRYING TO POTTY TRAIN HIM!" I yelled.

Elizabeth raised an eyebrow. "And your point is?"

I slammed my head down on the table. "I have GOT to get me some new friends."

After 6th period:

Murtagh was waiting in the parking lot by his motorcycle. He checked the clock on his razor phone impatiently.

"Damn it Shannon, where the hell are you?" He growled, snapping his phone shut.

There was a loud explosion from the middle school and Murtagh saw Shannon and Murtagh running towards him with THE WHOLE FREAKIN SCHOOL chasing them.

"Start the bike Murtagh!" Shannon yelled as they ran. "Start the bike!"

Murtagh jumped onto his motorcycle and fumbled with his keys until he started clicking the key over and over again for it to start.

"Come on, come on damn it!" Murtagh hissed. "Yes!" he exclaimed when the engine started. He drove towards them and pulled them onto the bike before veering away from the furious people and driving away. "What the freakin hell happened?"

"The idiot here blew up the school with a cafeteria oven!" Shannon growled from in between the brothers. "I'm going to put him in closet, lock it, and throw away the key when we get home!"

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Sorry it took me forever to update! I was busy with my other stories! Please R&R!