A/N: Eeep! Quick update! Long story but if I don't get off the computer in the next 2 minutes I'm in huge trouble! Responses to reviews will be next chapter! Ah! Speed-typing! Sorry 'bout the weird formatting things...

Disclaimer: To rushed. I don't own the 39 clues!

Dan POV

"Dan! Get your tux on!" I heard Amy call from her room across the hall. I paused my game and poked my head in her door. I played that game the rest of the day since I realized I loved Natalie. Now it was like 7:30 at night. "Why?" I asked. Amy looked at me like I was stupid. "What?!" I exclaimed defensively. "You do realize Natalie's party is tonight, right?"

I gaped at her. So all day... it had been Natalie's birthday? This entire day? What the crap?! Why hadn't anyone told me?! As if this day hadn't been dragged out enough. Now I had to dance with Avery and watch Natalie and Matthew be all over each other. Great.

"Crap! I don't have a tux yet!" I exclaimed, smacking my forehead. Amy smirked, "I thought as much. Here." She tossed a tux at me. I raised an eyebrow. Amy rolled her eyes, "You are so lucky to have me as a sister." I rolled my eyes and nodded, resigning.

I burst into my room and started changing. While in the process of buttoning the shirt I turned my phone on. Avery had texted me like 25 times in the past hour. I quickly skimmed through them.

Most of them were "Danny? The party's today! I need to make sure you know my dress will be pink!" or "Danny-poo? Hellooooo? Why haven't you answered me? I miss :P you." Stuff like that. Oh, and "btw" that was not the correct use of a ":P". Wow. I sure can pick 'em.

I rolled my eyes and texted:

Dan: avery you told me ur dress was pink like a zillion times. i get it!

She replied almost instantly with:

Avery: yayy! danny u answered! :DD! not just n-e pink! hot pink! ;PP

I groaned. Who taught this girl to text? N-e pink? Really?! And what the heck kinda face was ;PP? You can't just cross a winky face and a tongue face like that! Pick one or the other! Doesn't her phone have the spellcheck we all know and want destroyed? I texted back:

Dan: whatever just meet me at her house

I know what you're thinking, "Just break up with her already!" And normally I would, except that I refuse to be that guy that falls in love with his filthy rich British sharer-of-a-common-ancestor except she's dating a guy that looks just like him even though she won't admit it so he refuses to date anyone else and lives his life alone obsessing over a girl who doesn't like him back. Yeah. That's what I meant.

I finished buttoning my shirt and admired myself in the mirror. Then I noticed the tie on my bed. I picked it up and started to put it on, then thought better of it. Ties always made me feel stupid.

"Okay, Amy, I got the monkey suit on!" I called. She came into my room wearing her bright green dress. It was bright green (of course) and had a silver band around it. Her shoes were those high-heels for Amy-like people, with the heel fully attached to the rest of the shoe.

"Do I look okay?" she asked. "Wow. Uh, yeah. If you weren't my dorky sister I would totally date you," I said. Well, it would help to have amber eyes with darker hair and skin, but whatever. She grinned, "Thanks Dan." Then she noticed the tie on the bed.

"Dan, you need to put on the tie on," she said. I rolled my eyes for the umpteenth time and shook my head. She grabbed it, forced me down, and started forcing it on me. "Ugh! Amy! This is so unfair! I'm 16! I should get to decide these things for myself!" "You'll think me later," she stated before letting me up.

I looked in the mirror again. Yep, I looked like an idiot. Perfect. If Blondie's not wearing a tie I'm taking mine off, I decided. Suddenly I heard Isabel's nails-on-a-chalkboard-like voice screaming, "Daniel! Amy! Get down here now!"

Amy and I looked at each other worriedly before walking downstairs together. Isabel was there, wearing her... er... revealing dress. Not gonna go into full detail, but let's just say it was short, tight, low-cut, and bright red. Needless to say, it was a bit surprising. Nothing almost any other mother on the planet would wear.

I was about to break out of my disgusted trance when I was practically tackled by Avery. Her dress was very... eye-catching? It was short and hot pink with a gold band and gold... things... on the skirt. Her hair was in one of those messy-bun things that look formal yet like they're falling down. She had on six-inch stilettos that put her about an inch below my height.

She struck a pose. "Don't I look breathtaking?" she asked. I rolled my eyes, but nodded to keep the peace. She squealed and bear hugged me. It was then that I noticed Blondie. He was indeed wearing a tie. Except he look decent in it. Wow, for a guy that looks almost exactly like me he wore ties way better.

My eyes darted around, looking for Natalie. I was disappointed to find out that she wasn't there. Then, finally, Avery let go of me. Her face was bright red. "What's wrong?" I asked. She looked me in the eyes, smirked flirtatiously, and said, "Nothing, Danny." Then she grabbed my tie, pulled me close, and kissed me.

Natalie POV

After the confrontation with Daniel I had locked myself in my room and poured all of my focus into getting myself ready. It was just me, my magazines, and my hair/makeup crew. What? You didn't expect me to do my hair and makeup myself, did you?

My dress was hanging on my closet door, ready for me to put on when I was ready. It was a poufy purple ball gown with sparkles on the chest and skirt. It would've been better if it were pink, but those dress people just had to screw everything up, didn't they?

"Miss Kabra? We're done," said one of those people. I nodded and waved my hand to dismiss them. They scattered as quickly as humanly possible. I carefully slipped the dress on and admired myself in the mirror.

The dress was perfectly custom-made just for me, so of course it looked fabulous. My hair was pinned up in a complex style, and my makeup was perfect. My stilettos had about five inch heels and I had diamond dangles in my ears.

I hope Da- Matthew will like it, I thought. Then I took a deep breath and strode outside, down the stairs. It was about 7:50, and the party started at 8:15, so people would arrive soon. The first thing I saw was Amy wearing that dreadfully generic dress and Mum wearing... whatever it is she was wearing.

Then I saw Matthew sitting there and awkwardly staring at something. Curious, I walked further down until I saw what he was looking at. Avery wearing some short pink dress was kissing... Dan?!

My face turned bright red and I clenched my hands into fists. I walked down in front of them. "Well. Sorry, hate to interrupt, but could I borrow Avery for a minute?" I asked through clenched teeth.

Dan jumped back. "Natalie! I swear it's not what you-" "Save it," I snapped, grabbing Avery and yanking her into the hallway.

"What is it?" she asked innocently. "Break up with Dan," I ordered. "Why on Earth would I do that?" she asked. I glared, "I'm not kidding anymore, Avery! Go after Matthew, you can have him! But leave Dan alone!"

She smirked. "Natalie, you're jealous. You want Dan, but I beat you to it. I finally beat the Great Natalie Kabra at something, and you can't stand it!" she said as she turned to go.

Then she whipped around again, "Oh, and newsflash, Dan likes blonds. The girl he's dating is blond, the European chick he liked was blond. Face it, your crush likes blonds, your 'best friend' is blond, and you're" she grabbed a strand of hair that had fallen, "not."

She tried to walk away, but I grabbed her wrist in a death grip, then pinned her to the wall by her neck. "Oh sweet, naïve little Avery. Yes, I'll admit I'm practically in love with the American git for some reason, but that only means one thing. You have made this personal. And a game. And Kabras never lose."

She struggled to get out of my grasp but I remained firm, "So here's your newsflash, Cahills like Kabras. Face it, your crush likes Kabras, your 'best friend' is a Kabra, and you're" I tightened my grip, "not. Now get out of my sight and if you tell anyone about this, I'll kill you. But rest assured, Dan will be mine by the end of the night."

I let go, and she scampered off. How I was going to get Dan, I had no idea. Avery was right, he clearly liked blonds. And I still had to get that list...

My eyes widened. I had to get the list and betray Dan tonight. Maybe if I got it early I could forget about it. I bolted upstairs.

A/N: There you go! Happy the party finally is going to start? I mentioned three fictional days ago that the party would be during their ridiculously stretched out day. Links to Amy, Avery, Isabel, and Natalie's dresses are on my profile (don't worry. Isabel's is only inappropriate for women her age). Um... Oh! Thanks for the 82 reviews! I love all of you! Ah! Sorry! 30 seconds left! Bye! Next update will be... hmmm... Monday? Or at 95 reviews. Whichever comes first

-SpontaneousSugarRush