Author's Note: Hey sorry guys! I'm kind of lazy on the updating because school work, and all. One reviewer (I don't remember who! sry) mentioned changing the summary. The truth fact is, I can't think of how to add on in such little words! So I might just make a note in the front saying sequel located inside! Thanks for your patience.

MARK'S POV

I stroll through the hallway, my arm tightly tucked in the inner layer of my jacket. My head, held high, winks at girls that pass by. I can hear the swoons, but I don't pause to soak in the glory. I'm too busy for that right now. My main objective is to give this cruddy journal to Tawni so she can interpret what to do. Whoops, I spoke too much. But you're not going to tell Sonny and Chad are you? I thought so. Cruising towards Stage 2, I count down the doors till I reach the midway. Up in front of me are two pictures of Tawni and Sonny, smiling and posing. I laugh, they all aren't even that cute anyway. Heading to the right, I chuckle to myself, as I tighten my grip in my jacket. Clutched behind the neon threading was a leather bound book. CHAD's leather bound book to be exact. I walk into the room with a pink star on it. Yes, I didn't knock, so sue me. The room was empty, so I jumped onto the nearest chair. I stuck my legs out as far as they could go, and my hands fell behind my head. What a life. I froze up though when I heard a faint clunk! Coming from above. I twist my head just in time to see a brown pigtail hiding in the vents.

"Zora," I call out. "I know you're there."

"So?"

"You can't hide from me. We're working together." That 13-year-old is so dense.

"You're kind of useless. The only good thing you contribute to this plan is your access to the Falls." Zora retorts.

"I never said I was HELPFUL. Besides, I get the girls don't I?" I reply shocked, and reach over the table to grab a magazine. Everything looks girly.

"That's not all there is in life, Mark." She crawls away.

"You're wrong." I say to no one in particular.

Children like her are so vain. All they imagine are fantasies and dreams of a wonderful world. She may be a full blow comedian, but she hasn't grown up yet. Or rather, she hasn't even touched the tip of the iceberg. I smirk at my metaphor. Why did I think of ice? Is it because I'm cool to the touch? Or is it because I don't have a heart…No, that's not it!

"Hand me it."

I turn around, smirking. "First of all, give me what I want."

Tawni strode towards me, and kissed me. "And Sonny will be here tomorrow for your date."

"You remembered the first part I see."

Tawni giggled slightly, before waving her hand away. "Give me the journal."

Handing it over, I slide next to her. "What exactly are you looking for?"

"I want to see his CRUSH list." Tawni responds automatically.

I raise an eyebrow. "And how will that help you?"

"Simple. I find an old crush that will work well in my plan. I plant her everywhere. Sonny becomes heartbroken when she finds her kissing him. End of story." She snaps the book shut. "I've got 10 choices that lasted longer than a day."

"So what do I do next?" This game is starting to get interesting.

Tawni smiled at me. "You're going to find the 10 girls and 'persuade' them to come."

"Girls. Persuasion. Moonlight candles." I laugh hoarsely. "That sounds like my scene.

"All goes well, you can keep them."

My lips curl up. "That's not entirely your decision."

"Whatever. Get out of here now. I don't want to be seen with the likes of you."

"Sure, Sure." I get up and walk out the door.

Pausing at the doorway, I bite my lip before saying, "You know, you're a pretty good kisser."

I can feel her laugh under her breathe. "Thanks."