A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews! They really make we want to get this going for those who read it. After all, it is finally winding down and getting closer to the end! I won't ramble on...but this break has been very productive. I even have another story in the works. Totally different from this one! Okay! I'm done now! Thank you!

There was no getting out of taking showers at the school this time, since it wasn't a home game and they knew that they couldn't run away forever. Besides, James was too eager to meet up with Bonnie after the game, and he certainly wasn't meeting her in his current condition. Instead, they went for their old tried and true technique of stalling from getting into the showers, until the others were finished.

James was getting impatient, as he worried that waiting too long was going to eat into his time with Bonnie. The others were just plain hoping that the evening would remain as drama free as possible. They could hear Biff's loud, crude remarks heading their way and kept their eyes diverted to avoid any eye contact. He made quite a show out of packing up his belongings, as he talked to his fellow comrades.

"Good game guys!" he finally said, when he saw that the boys were not acknowledging him. Eric, Jeb, Chandler and Wes, all joined in with the compliments.

"Yeah, you guys too," said James, still a little wary. Carlos and Logan mumbled their own praises as Kendall and James headed into the showers.

"See you at the dance!" Eric called after them. Kendall and James exchanged looks, wondering if it could really be the end of the rivalry between them.

Logan and Carlos did not want to be left behind, and scurried to catch up, but Jacob was heading out and whispered to Logan,"Don't trust those guys. They're acting suspiciously."

Logan's eyes widened. "What did he say?" asked Carlos.

"He said to watch out," said Logan. They looked at each other. Carlos ran back around the doorway and peeked out. The whole gang was gone...and so were all of their belongings.

"They took our clothes!" cried Carlos.

"WHAT?" asked Logan, hoping that they had just moved them. He scanned the room and threw open all of the lockers. Nothing.

Clad only in towels, they raced out of the locker room hoping to catch the bandits and talk them out of the prank. Instead, they were met by a group of girls who caught an eyeful of them, including Bonnie, who was obviously waiting for James.

The girls screamed, and Logan and Carlos screamed back. Kendall and James, wondering why the other two were still missing, and then hearing screams, thought the worst. They raced from the showers, sopping wet and covered in soap suds, holding their wet towels loosely around their waists...only to run straight into Carlos' and Logan's nightmare.

"Whoah!" exclaimed a startled, slippery Kendall, as he fought to stop before sliding head-on into the crowd. James shrieked when Kendall ran into him, shoving him further forward.

"James!" cried Bonnie, her face full of shock. "James," she repeated, looking him up and down, her face full of appreciation. James turned a scarlet red.

The crowd of girls were still happily ogling the four scantily clad boys, when an older woman who was employed to chaperone over the post-game dance, came to see why the girls were gathered at the end of the hall.

"Girl's!" she called to them. "You can not be loitering over there by the boy's locker rooms!" she scolded as she approached. "It is innapro-...Ahhhhhhh!" she finished with a scream, as she discovered the four shaking boys, standing with nothing but small white towels wrapped around their waists.

"DON'T LOOK!" she screamed, as she tried to turn around, or cover as many eyes of the girls, as she possibly could. When she realized that it was futile, she resorted to pointing a long, bony finger at the shell-shocked boys, and screamed ,"GET OUT! GO BACK WHERE YOU CAME FROM!"

The boys turned and ran, slipping on the puddles of water as they whimpered back into the locker room.

Devastated and humiliated, they proceeded to finish their showers, knowing full well that there were no clothes to put on when they came out.

Back in a towel, James asked "What are we going to do? I didn't even get a chance to explain to Bonnie."

Kendall rubbed his chin in thought. "We can't let them get away with ruining our night," he said, his wheels obviously spinning.

"I know," said Logan, "Let's just wear our uniforms for now, and explain what happened when we get there."

"Ew," said James, wrinkling up his nose in disgust at the thought of talking to Bonnie in a sweaty uniform.

"Well at least we would be dressed!" added Logan, looking down at his under-sized towel.

"Too late. They're gone too," said Carlos. They groaned.

"Carlos?" Kendall asked. "Didn't we pass some wardrobe lockers on the way in here?"

"Ye-e-e-s!" said Carlos, getting excited when he knew a plan was in the works. Carlos' eyes lit up when he figured out where Kendall was going. "I'll be right back!" he exclaimed.

"Wait!" warned Logan, placing a hand on his chest to stop him. He poked his head out from the locker room, and looked both ways. "Okay. The coast is clear."

Carlos crept out as the boys waited impatiently. In only a couple of minutes, Carlos came running back with his arms full of clothes and a big smile on his face.

"Look! The band doesn't even lock these up!" he announced, proudly displaying the royal blue jackets with over-sized shoulder epaulets and gold tassels. They all groaned.

"Would they even have to?" asked Kendall bulging his eyes.

"Wasn't there anything else?" asked Logan in a shrill tone.

"We don't have time now!" said Kendall, grabbing the white trousers and trying to measure which ones would fit him the best. He wiggled into the closest fitting ones, and grimaced at the fact that he had no undergarments between him and the pants.

Logan sighed and reached for a pair. James and Carlos were already in their gaudy attire, when Kendall stood staring at them.

"We don't even have shirts to go under these hideous jackets!" he cried, pointing to their bare chests.

"Here! I can fix that!" said Carlos. He began to button Kendall's numerous gold buttons, his little pink tongue poking out from the corner of his mouth, as he concentrated. After buttoning the last one right under Kendall's chin, he stood back to admire him.

"I can't move!" said Kendall, turning his entire body to speak, as if he were in a neck brace.

"We look ridiculous," said Logan decisively. "This is absolute social suicide."

"Look guys, I am not about to miss out on my last night with Bonnie. Let's go!" James ordered.

"OOOH! Wait!' sang Carlos, like a little boy about to present a puppy. He went around the corner and returned with four tall hats, complete with chin straps and plumes.

"ARE YOU CRAZY?" cried Kendall. "Did you bring the tubas and french horns as well?"

"No. Should I have?" asked Carlos, deep in thought.

"NOOO!" they all yelled, making the smaller boy cringe.

"Give me those!" said James, tossing them to the side. "NO HATS!" he shouted, before calmly combing his hair down.

The boys followed the sound of music down through the corridors until they saw lights. They tentatively entered the room full of teens, and tried to blend in. It was easier said than done, with the bright white slacks, royal blue jackets and gold braiding gleaming under the party lights. More than one chaperone was already staring curiously at the unfamiliar boys in marching band uniforms.

It was more than Biff and the others could have ever hoped for. When they saw them, they howled in delight and pointed. Bonnie spotted James and ran over to him.

"James?" she asked wide-eyed. "Why are you dressed like... that ?"

James was embarrassed to admit that they had been pranked by their own teammates, but had no choice but to be honest. Bonnie glared at the troublemakers and stormed over to them.

"Give them their clothes back right now!" she demanded.

"W-W-Why? You don't like a m-man in a uniform?" Biff choked out between peals of laughter.

"I mean it Biff! My father knows your father, and I don't think you need him to find out about this," she threatened. "Especially with your record."

He stared at her for a moment. When she had convinced him that she meant business, he stopped laughing. "Okay! Okay!" he said holding his hands up in front of him. "Can't a guy have a little harmless fun?"

"Not at their expense!" she retaliated, nodding in the direction of the 'glowing' boys. "Now get their clothes!"

He slipped around her carefully, not wanting her to embarrass him further, as he ran off. People were already beginning to stare.

"Gee, I didn't know you had it in you, Bonnie," Jeb smirked.

"Go help him, NOW!" she ordered. Jeb ran off to catch up to Biff. She stared the remaining three pranksters down. They smiled sheepishly and walked away quickly.

"Wow! What did you say to them?" asked James with admiration, when she returned.

"Oh they aren't all bad, but they sure can act like hoodlums when they want to," she said with a shrug."They went to get your clothes."

James didn't think that it was possible to be even more smitten with Bonnie than he was at that moment. "Thank you," he whispered, leaning in for a kiss. His lips were just about to land on hers, when another elderly chaperone whacked him with a rolled up program.

"Break it up! That's enough young man! No kissing on school grounds!" she shouted. James and Bonnie laughed, but pulled apart.

Everyone was staring at the four misfit boys at that point. A cluster of girls began to congregate around them, as they realized that they were the same four that they had seen in the hall wearing only towels. The boys had gone from misfits, to a joke, to quite interesting, within a matter of moments.

The girls flirted shamelessly when the chaperones weren't looking, and and made no secret of wanting to be asked to dance. Suddenly, not having normal clothes to wear, was not that important. It was a shock to the bullies, who returned with the bags of clothes in hand, to find all four of them on the dance floor with girls. There was an obvious line of others, waiting their turn.

"Well, will you get a load of that?" asked Biff. He was not pleased at how the prank had turned out, but oddly...he felt a new-found respect for them as well.

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Now, back in their own clothes, the boys had to admit that they had never had more fun at a game and a dance in their entire lives. When they boarded the bus for the return trip home, they all wore smiles, as well as their own clothes. Carlos had to practically pry his admirer off of his arm as he waved good-bye.

Kendall and Logan were talking about the spat some girls had over them, from their shared seats.

James leaned his head back on the seat next to Carlos and closed his eyes, a smile still present on his lips. He was sated with his newly acquired knowledge from Bonnie.

"James, I will see you again!" she had said. " My father got the lucky break he has been waiting for in the entertainment industry, and he will be making a much better living in Los Angeles. I will be back to visit my grandparents often, and of course you," she smiled.

James threw his arms around her. "My parents really like you," she continued. "They said that they see a lot of potential in all of you, and they may even find a way for you guys to visit there." James could barely contain his excitement. He was going to savor the knowledge and share it with the others when he was ready.

Right now, he knew that they had to get through their time at the farm, but at least he had hope. James had a good feeling that he would in fact be seeing Bonnie again.

"James!" I'll write to you!" Bonnie had said, her blue eyes sparkling happily. James studied Bonnie's face, trying to memorize every facet of it. His heavily fanned lashes had parted to reveal the beautiful rainbow hues of his hazel eyes, as they stared deeply into her bright blue ones.

"Me too," he had said softly, as they leaned in close enough to feel each others breath. Bonnie trembled slightly as she felt James' warm breath move to her neck, as he pulled her even closer. She took in his sweet warm scent and nuzzled his neck.

"I'll wait for you," she promised.

"I'll be waiting for you," he said in a husky voice. James was euphoric after they shared a deep good-bye kiss. It was burned into his thoughts, as he re-played it over and over in his mind. Carlos gave him a little jab to the ribs. He did not open his eyes, he just smiled wider. Carlos shook his head and smiled back. He would have to wait until James was ready to tell him.