A/N: Sorry for the late update.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

"Thanks for helping me, Jesse," Gabriella thanked.

"Hey, no problem. It's nothin'."

Then Jesse started getting all fidgety. "Um, listen, Gabriella, there's something something I didn't mention," Jesse admitted as he helped Gabriella board the jet.

"What?" Gabriela asked anxiously.

"Well, we're only flying over L.A....I'm going for a rehearsal somewhere else." He scratched his head nervously. "You're going to have to jump out of the jet. You know, skydive."

Gabriella's eyes grew wide in surprise, then she gradually shrugged it off. This was not the reaction Jesse was expecting.

She sighed. "Sure, I'm scared of heights. Acrophobia. But at least I'm getting home." She smiled optimistically.

They got on the plane and it took off.

"Where is that girl?" J.J. panicked. "And where are all the fan girls? Where'd they all go?"

Nick and James just shrugged. "Who cares? If she's gone, then we're free. She's off our backs!"

J.J. pinned the two against the wall. "What the hell are you two talking about?" He exclaimed angrily.

"Dude, take a deep breath. Chillax."

He leg go of their necks.

"What were you planning on doing with her anyway?" Nick asked.

"Kidnapping her really didn't change anything. And it's not gonna change anything," James piped in.

"Didn't I make a video of us makin' out earlier?" J.J. attempted to recall the past.

"I dunno. How's that gonna help?"

"Whatever. Forget it! Useless cohorts. Stupid henchmen," He muttered under his breath as he made a dramatic exit out of the hotel room.

Troy contemplated, then opened his cellphone and dialed Alexa's number.

"Hey Alexa? Remember when you told me I could count on you if I needed any help? I need you to help me locate J.J."

"Sure, hold on, I'll be at your place in a few. Bye."

Hmm, now let's see. How in the world am I gonna find J.J.?

Then it hit her. Britney's cellphone!

Alexa walked down the hall to her sister's room and looked around. Aha! her cell is on top of her bedside drawer!

"What are you doing here?"

Alexa was about to respond but Britney hit her with another question.

"Never mind. More importantly, why are you snooping around my room?"

Alexa immediately retorted, "I wasn't snooping!"

"Ok, then, why were you eyeing my room?" Damn, I need a good reason. Britney's pretty gullible though.

She gave up. "No reason."

Britney rolled her eyes.

"eh, on second thought I don't wanna know."

Alexa sneered and muttered. "Since when do you think?"

Alexa raised her head and her eyes met Britney's eyes, full of rage.

"Hey uhh, listen, I just got a call from uhh, Jamie. She's uhh hanging around the schoolyard and some dork spray painted I LOVE BRITNEY LEWIS over our mural."

I swear there's steam coming out of her ears.

Britney stomped out of the room.

Alexa grabbed Britney's cellphone and rushed out the door.

Gah, damn, where are those car keys? Never mind, I'll take that shortcut through that creepy alley. I. Hate. Walking.

As she approached the alley she saw some nerd beat up by a burly bully and his cortege.

She gasped and the crew left.

Then she heard sirens.

Instinctively, she went over to help him.

"Ma'am, what did you do to this poor kid?"

Britney was shocked. He's accusing ME?

"I'm sorry but you are going to have to attend court."

Britney's mouth hung agape. "But I can't afford a lawyer!"

The cop sighed. "Listen, ma'am, I'm afraid you can't go to court without a lawyer. Besides, you've been caught red-handed. I've consulted with my fellow coworkers, and we've concurred that we are directly sending you to juvie. A prison for juvenile delinquents."

Wait, what?!

"Yes, you are considered an adult, but the station ran over your record and it stated that you're still in the high school status. So you are considered a teen. What you've committed is a serious physical violence of bullying. It's almost as serious as abuse."

He handcuffed her and shoved her into his car.

Then, blaring his sirens he drove off towards the police station.

His colleagues followed him.

Troy was already in his front yard, waiting for Alexa.

"Hey, Lexi!" She ran over to where he was standing.

"I've got it. I just lied and grabbed her cell."

Troy snickered. "That shouldn't have been hard. She's pretty gullible."

Alexa happily agreed.

"Yeah. I told her that I got a call from my BFF Jamie that some dork spray painted I LOVE BRITNEY LEWIS on the school mural."

Troy laughed. "There ins't anyone in the school named Jamie and shouldn't she know that your BFF isn't 'Jamie' but the girl named 'Victoria'? She should remember."

Alexa eyed Troy curiously. "How do you know my BFF is Victoria?"

Troy chuckled at her lopsided expression.

"Where we were in high school, she always complained how you and and Vicky were a pain in the butt."

Then his face got all serious. "So back to the topic. How is her cell gonna help?"

Alexa got all secretive. "Don't tell Britney. Ever. But I used to love reading her diary. In high school, she had a huge crush on you. You know that. So she slowly got over it and developed a crush on J.J. AND she went overboard. She managed to install a GPS in his phone. I have no idea how she did it. Anyway, I can track J.J.'s location through Brit's cellphone..."

Troy grinned from ear to ear, but then it suddenly dropped.

"Do you know how to use it?"

Judging by Alexa's expression, Troy could tell that she hadn't a clue.

"Don't worry, I'll get my technician to help us, but I think we can figure it out if we just fumble with it for a while," Troy reassured.

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter. 4 pages?! Very short. Oh and I just noticed. I double space A LOT. I just think it's easier to read and keep your place in the story.