Alright I would like to apologize for a major mistake I made in my previous chapter that –crazy enough- none of you noticed or if you did, didn't mention it in the reviews. Half way through the chapter that was written in Brady's P.O.V, I changed to Mack's P.O.V. I would love to say I did it on purpose to see if you guys would notice but I didn't I simply started writing the chapter, my mum called me for dinner and when I went back to writing it I thought the chapter was from Mack's P.O.V for whatever reason. Anyway I took the chapter down, re-wrote it and re posted it so if you'd like to re-read it in a version that makes sense knock yourselves out.

Also, shout out goes to Baily. Baily's review was the one that made me smile the most this time. Thankyou for being amazing!

Chapter Twenty-Five:

Mack's P.O.V

I think it was about 12pm we started to get worried.

In the morning we woke around 8am as usual, dressed, showered, and ate, the morning routine taking until 10am since there were eleven of us.

Aside from Brady, Giggles and I who had already received the explination, Lela and Struts were the only ones weren't surprised by Chee Chee's absence. Even Butchy and Lugnut, who have been Chee Chee's friends since she was little found her sudden disappearance quite strange, but then again the only times they actually hung out were when the whole Rodents gang went riding or when they held a massive party, to occasions Chee Chee wouldn't miss for the world.

But as the clock ticked over and our bodies began to hunger for lunch, even Lela and Struts admitted Chee Chee never came back from a party this late. Typically, she came home around nine or ten in need of rest.

Chee Chee didn't have a mobile phone and it was doubtful she had any money on her for pay phones. I only hoped she arrived back soon or borrowed someone's mobile to let us know where she was. Then again, did she even have mine or Brady's number?

No she didn't. And why would I give it to her? She didn't have a mobile, heck, she didn't even know how to use one! And I didn't exactly anticipate her suddenly disappearing because she felt like it.

We ate lunch and the day was fairly quiet, and I couldn't help feeling that was because loud, energetic, hyperactive Chee Chee wasn't here. By three pm, we all agreed something wasn't right.

"Chee Chee should have been home long ago." Struts comments, twirling a piece of auburn hair around her finger.

"The bitch shouldn't have gone out at all." Butchy remarked smugly.

"Language!" Giggles scolded, gently slapping her boyfriend across the arm. He mumbled apology.

"Seriously guys something isn't right. I-"

"I have a confession." SeaCat interrupted Lela.

"Yes?" Brady asked cautiously, raising an eyebrow.

SeaCat inhaled sharply.

"CheeCheeandIaredating." He gushed in one breath.

"What was that?" I tapped my ear, even though I'd heard him perfectly.

He let out the breath heavily.

"Me and Chee Chee… we're kind of seeing each other."

"Wow." Giggles smiled. "Do the shocks around here ever end?"

"You and Chee Chee huh?" Lela couldn't resist a smirk, which progressed to a smile, which progressed to a giggle.

SeaCat's eyes widened as a helpless Brady and I joined in the laugh.

"Did you guys know?"

"No no no." Brady waved his hand dismissively. "We didn't know anything."

The three of us put on the most serious expressions we could muster, but within three seconds we were laughing again.

"You did!" His jaw dropped and none of us could catch our breath long enough to deny it. "How?"

"Dude, you should tell your girlfriend to chill out and not smash things during make out sessions." Brady spluttered.

SeaCat smacked his palm against his face.

"So, may I ask a question?" Lela piped. She proceeded with her question before SeaCat actually gave her permission. "Why were you and Chee Chee scared of each other?"

"What do you mean?"

"The first morning here. You and Chee Chee like, freaked when you saw each other."

"They did?" Tanner questioned.

"Yes, they did. But you were too busy playing Master Chef."

SeaCat sighed.

"The first night here I got up to go the bathroom and then Chee Chee showed up so I let her go first because, well, ladies first is pretty much the basic rule of being a gentlemen, and then as she was coming out she was half asleep and she tripped on the slope and fell into me, and our lips kind of touched."

SeaCat went slightly read re-counting what had happened, but we pretended not to notice for the sake of hearing the rest of the story.

"I'd never really liked Chee Chee, not even as a friend, but when we kissed I suddenly saw her in a completely different light. But she seemed really wireded out so I pretended I was too, and we agreed never to speak of it again. But the next day I couldn't keep it to myself so I confessed to her I actually liked kissing her and she confessed the same back to me, and then we found out we both only acted creeped out because we thought the other one was. And then we sort of started dating."

The end of his story was met with a chorus of "awwws" which SeaCat responded to with "oh shut up."

"So, you're worried about Chee Chee?" Struts smirked. SeaCat recoiled back.

"What? No. I don't love her or anything. What I meant when I said I saw her in a different light, I meant she suddenly became hot."

Rascal raised an eyebrow.

"Really?"

"Yes really!" He defended. "And if she doesn't come back I don't get anymore make out sessions!"

"That's it? That's all you're concerned about?" Lugnut teased.

"Of course!" He fought back once again. "I'm too to chill to fall in love. And besides, if she doesn't come back, I don't get sex."

"Whoa, way too much information." Lela waved her arms in front of her face.

"You don't get to play prude virgin anymore miss up-the-duffy!" Struts pointed out matter-of-factly. At the mention of Lela's sex life, Butchy almost immediately gained the look of withdrawal on his face, as if he was blocking everyone out.

"I have to say, it does suck if you hook up with a girl and she goes missing before you even get to sleep with her." Lugnut nodded.

"See!" SeaCat waved his arms. "He gets it!"

"You guys are terrible!" I put my hands on my hips, even though I was simply playing along.

SeaCat body language, tone and words said I just want my object back, but people's eyes are what tell the truth.

And right now, his screamed please find Chee Chee. I'm really worried.

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