A/N: Hello, readers. Are you ready for Face Off, the first episode of season 3? I know I am. Ever since I read Beautifully Tragic, I have had ideas for this new pairing. I have no idea how the new pairing will go, so I'm going to try it and leave it to you readers to decide if you like the pairing.

Okay, so here's the deal, nobody reviewed, so we're skipping the review part and moving onto the disclaimer. I could have reviewed my own story, but where is the fun in that?

Disclaimer: I do not own lab rats. Kihonne and I own our respective OCs. Anything you don't recognize as Lab Rats or Kihonne's work belongs to me.

Note: Mention of Future Calla and Jessica. Skype appearance of Jessica.

1. Since I don't know Rebeckka that well, she's kind of become a dead character.

2. I have a poll up on my profile for stories that you want me to write in the story. If you viewers can, make sure it's not a dead split between Heavy-Hearted Promises and Her Toughest Mission. I have a BFW idea if you want to choose that.

Chase's POV

"Hey, Ocean," I greeted, trying to hide the smile on my face as I skipped into the school. I was beyond happy that the schoolboard decided that we bionics should finish our education. School was my life. Not really, but you know what I mean. Presently, Ocean was sitting at the bench in the lobby, trying to do some last-minute homework before class started.

Ocean didn't even glance up as I approached. "Oh, hey," she greeted, scribbling down some notes. "What's new?"

Something in her tone made me stop. It was tiresome and forceful, rather than the happy, bubbly tone she usually spoke with. "Uh, we had a mission last night. We had to go stop some thugs from stealing a large supply of indium from Mr. Davenport's supply."

Ocean frowned and looked up. "What is indium?"

"It's a metallic alloy that Mr. Davenport uses for electrical conductors. Without it, his factories wouldn't run at all." I frowned as Ocean shrugged and went back to her work. "Okay, what's wrong? You sound tired. Did you get enough sleep last night?"

"I'm fine, Chase," she assured me, her face suggesting otherwise.

I raised an eyebrow. "Ocean…"

She sighed. "I'm having trouble getting back into the swing of things. I have missed a few weeks, and I'm stressed trying to play catch up. That and it seems as if my brothers are missing. The police haven't had any luck finding them."

"I'm sorry to hear that. Do you want me to help you with your makeup work? I'd be more than happy to help," I informed.

Ocean shook her head. "No thank you. I'd like to do this myself. Although if you can find any clues as to where my brothers are, I'd appreciate that," she told me.

"Well, if you're sure. Do you mind telling me some information about your brothers?"

Ocean shook her head for a second time. "I can't. Class is going to start soon. I will text you, though, when I find the time."

"All right," I agreed. The two of us didn't say anything for thirty seconds. Finally, I cracked a rare smile. "Look, I know you're stressed and everything, but tomorrow night is the Winter Formal. I was wondering if you would like to go with me."

My possible future girlfriend – if Bree didn't work out that is – hesitated. "I don't know. I think you should ask Sabrina to the Winter Formal. She has a crush on you, and as I said earlier, I don't want to hurt Sabrina's feelings, unless she's okay with that. Maybe."

I nodded. "All right. I'll ask Sabrina and see you soon. Good luck on the homework."

"Thank you." Ocean stood up when the first period bell rang. "I've got to go to class. Will I see you at lunch?"

I nodded. "Yep."

Ocean beamed. "Can't wait."

Grinning, I walked over to my brothers. "Guess who's got a date to the winter formal?"

"No way! You scored a date?" Adam guessed. "With who?"

I looked at him. "No…well, not yet. I have to ask her, though. But I know she has a crush on me, so she'll likely say yes," I noted.

"So who are you going to ask?" Adam questioned.

"Sabrina Carpenter."

"Seriously?" Marcus asked incredulously. "Sabrina Carpenter? The Sabrina Carpenter? Who's she?"

I rolled my eyes. "She's one of Ocean's friends. She's in a band that we're starting up this year. She's also in my chemistry class!"

Adam and Marcus both rolled their eyes at my excitement.

"I'm going to go out on a limb and guess that neither of you guys have dates?"

"Nope," Marcus muttered, shoving his hands into his pockets.

Adam laughed. "Yeah, 'cause no one wants to date you," he commented.

"They do, actually. I can get one. Girls dig the bad boy. Who are you going to the dance with, Adam?" Marcus countered.

Adam stopped laughing. "No one right now. But I have an idea of someone I want to ask," he admitted before walking away, possibly to ask said person.

Suddenly, I spotted Sabrina making her way towards me. This was the perfect opportunity to ask her to the dance. Our eyes met and we both smiled.

"Hey you," I greeted.

"Hey yourself," Sabrina replied.

I was just about to ask Sabrina to the dance when the intercom turned on.

"Attention students. This is your principal, Principal Perry." Adam's lousy impression of Perry echoed throughout the entire school. "Please report to the hallway where Chase Davenport is about to ask Sabrina to go with him to the dance."

All heads turned towards us. Most of the school already knew we were friends, but having them all stare at us was really, really uncomfortable. I glared at Adam as he stepped out of the Principal's office.

Sabrina, clearly embarrassed with all the attention, sheepishly waved. After a moment of awkwardness, Sabrina smiled. "Chase, I would love to go to the dance with you," she announced before sheepishly walking.

"Why would you do that?" I demanded, turning to Adam.

"Dude, chill out!" Marcus commented, one foot resting against the locker. "She said yes."

Adam shrugged. "Hey, if Perry were alive, she'd want me to," he defended himself.

We both stared at him. "She's not dead; she's home with a cold!" I snapped.

"You don't know that! She could be dead by now," Adam insisted. "And this is how I choose to honor her."

"Can't you embarrass somebody else besides me?" I requested.

Adam shrugged. "I could," he agreed before turning around and pulling my pants down, revealing my My Little Pony underwear.

The entire hallway burst into laughter. I stared at Adam, shocked and embarrassed.

"But that's just not fun."

"Wow." We turned to see Calla standing behind me, shaking her head. "That is…attractive."

I hastily pulled my pants up as Calla walked past me. Now did I want to go to class? After that embarrassing fiasco, not really. Unfortunately, I couldn't afford to skip right now, so begrudgingly, I headed for my first class.

Adam's POV

I managed to catch up with Calla. Since Chase was asking Sabrina, I figured I might as well ask Calla. Besides, the two of us still had that pact that we would hang out until Leo discovered his feelings for Calla. "Hey, can I ask you a question?" I questioned.

Calla grinned. "You just did. Go ahead," she urged.

"Do you have a date to the Winter Formal?" I inquired.

Calla merely shook her head. "Don't have one," she replied, stopping at her locker and opening it.

I noticed that it had recently been redecorated. Instead of pictures of her, Bree, and the rest of us, it was full of complicated science stuff. New project, maybe?

Calla pulled out a couple of books. "Jake Chambers from history asked, but…" She shrugged. "There's just no spark, you know?"

I nodded. "I understand. So do you want to go together?" I suggested.

Calla smiled. "Yeah, sure. Leo is planning to ask me out, but right now, I would rather date Marcus than Leo. Besides, Leo is starting to get jealous."

I nodded. Despite people dubbing me as the dumb one, I could tell when someone had feelings for someone else, mainly because Jessica taught me. "Do we keep this on the down low?" I questioned.

"Let people think what they want. We should probably tell our friends, though."

I nodded. Not having anything else to say, I waved goodbye to Calla and headed to my spare.

Marcus's POV

I sighed and turned behind me to look at Bree who was doodling in her notebook. Presently, we were listening to some lecture about Charles 'Durr' Darwin. "Writing about me?" I whispered.

Bree's head popped up and she covered her notebook with both hands. An amused smile came to my face when I saw her blushing. "I'll take that as a yes."

Bree, her face still red, hissed, "No it's not. It's… Jaden." She said that last part so quietly; I wouldn't have picked it if not for my bionic hearing.

"And something tells me you've not yet asked him out," I mumbled.

Bree shook her head and returned to doodle in her notebook.

"Ms. Davenport," the teacher piped up, prompting Bree to look up. "What ship did Darwin sail around the world on?"

"This should be interesting," I muttered, leaning back against my seat.

Bree's confused face and her "uhhh" tone caused our science teacher to frown. "The Birkenhead?" Bree guessed sheepishly.

"Close. You are only off by about fifteen years." Students chuckled at this. "Marcus, can you answer the question for your sister?"

"Certainly!" I piped up. "The ship was called The Beagle."

"Correct. And what did Charles Darwin study on it?"

"He studied the plants, animals, and rocks on the journey."

"Correct. Pay attention next time, Ms. Davenport. Marcus, I expect you to do well on our pop quiz next class."

"Absolutely, Mr. Ham."

"Your homework will be to finish the first six questions on the worksheet I'm passing out. Then finish the rest of your questions on page 532. Class is dismissed," Mr. Ham announced.

As soon as I got the worksheet, I stuffed it in my backpack and headed outside to search for Jaden. If I got to Jaden before Bree, I could make things a hell of a lot easier for the both of them.

Now, embarrassing your sister is usually something people don't do. Unless you're like me: a bad boy. Speaking of bad boy, I had to cash in a date before the end of the day. Would I be asking? If you answered yes, then you know nothing about me at all.

Luck was on my side as I spotted Jaden with his football friends. Seeing me from the corner of his eye, Jaden excused himself and headed over to me. "Hey, Jay."

"It's Jaden," Jaden reminded. "I thought I told you not to-"

"Look, I got to make this quick," I interrupted. "For some weird reason, Bree has a crush on you and is going to ask you to the school dance."

"She—she does?" Jaden asked incredulously. "But I thought that she liked Leo."

"Open your eyes! Leo is crushing, badly I might add, on your sister. He has even started to get jealous over Adam and Calla's friendship."

Seeing Bree approach Jaden, I ended the conversation with, "I'll see you at the dance with my date."

"But you don't even have a date yet!" Jaden cried as I briskly walked past him on my way to get a date.

I zoned out Bree and Jaden discussing the dance as I searched for a girl to ask out. Although, ask isn't exactly the right word. There was… Caitlin the psycho? No. Stephanie, the gossiping cheerleader? As if. Lindsey Hoffman, shy yet quiet? Maybe. Ocean, the female singer and Chase's date to the Halloween Festival? Not a chance. Jenny Marsh, the girl in English class that kept starting at me? Maybe. Shelly Evans, daughter of Ms. Evans, the best cupcake maker ever according to some people? Definitely. Not!

I sighed. I was running out of options. Why were there so little girls I wanted to date? I know as a bad boy it shouldn't make a difference, but with so many people fawning over Adam, Chase, and Leo, I wanted a girl that was interested in me, not someone who had a crush on my goody-goody brothers.

"Amy Laidler," I mumbled. "Of course!" Quickly approaching Amy and her friend, Caroline Davis, I casually rested my hand against the locker Amy was using. "'Sup, beautiful! You, me, we are going to the Winter Formal tomorrow. Wear something nice."

Amy stared blankly at me for a moment before she smiled. "Okay! See you then."

"Let me get your number so I can call if something comes up."

Caroline stared in shock as Amy wrote down her number on a piece of paper and handed it to me. After winking goodbye, I left the hallway and headed upstairs to my next class.

Women. What can I say? I have a way with them.

Chase's POV

I stormed into the lab after school, annoyed. "Adam is such a jerk!" I complained. I turned to Marcus, who had sat down at Leo's desk. "I cannot believe that he embarrassed me and Sabrina in front of the whole school!"

"Yeah, you usually manage to embarrass yourself just fine," my android brother agreed, not looking up from his seat.

I shot him a glare. "You're not helping!"

"Don't worry; I know the perfect way to get revenge."

He got up from the desk and pulled a box out of a drawer. "While you've been worrying about a social life – not that I care if you get one – I've been working on upgrades to Mr. Davenport's cyber masks. Now," he flipped the box open, "they're cyber masks and cloaks. These perfectly mimic the face and body of the person you are pretending to be. Now you can impersonate Perry and prank Adam!" I liked the sound of that. "Here is how I redesigned the electrical infrastructure."

"I'm the smartest person on the planet. I can figure it out myself," I told him, grabbing one of the cyber chips out of the box.

Marcus humped and walked over to Calla's desk. Calla would probably kill Marcus later for sitting at her desk. He turned on the computer screen and started typing. "Just let me download a picture of Principal Perry and enter her height and weight."

I looked at him, confused as to how he would know those numbers.

"She used to play hockey in Canada," he explained. "Men's Division obviously. She's too violent in the Female's Division."

I shrugged, too weirded out to comment. I then placed the cyber mask chip on my neck, and waited for Captain Eyebrows to finish his work. A few seconds later, he gave me a nod and I pressed the button. I glanced down at myself, and saw that I had grown much fatter and uglier. Cool, it worked!

"And voila," Marcus told me.

I stood up and checked my reflection in the desk. It was hideous, but definitely Perry. "Wow. I look just like her!" I grinned. "I sound just like her too."

"Voice modulation is built right in. And if you want to change back to your own voice, just press the other end of the tab."

I did so. "This is so cool!" I exclaimed in my own voice. "This is going to be-" I let go of the tab and my voice changed back to Perry's "-the best revenge ever."

Leo's POV

Well, first period was boring because of two reasons. One, my crush, Calla was not here. Second, we had a substitute teacher, and I don't know if you know this, but class gets boring really quickly. The teacher didn't even notice some of the students weren't there.

I eagerly exited the class once the bell rang. I noticed Calla in the hallway. She skidded to a stop right in front of me out of breath.

I raised an eyebrow at her. "You missed first period," I noted.

Calla nodded, still trying to regain her breath. "Yeah, I know. Mr. Davenport wanted me at the big board meeting today, but I forgot to have my mom call ahead and excuse me from class," she explained.

I nodded. "You're lucky – we had a substitute today. He didn't notice that you weren't here," I assured her.

Calla grinned and sat down beside him. "Thank god," she muttered.

I glanced at her, an amused smirk on my face. "So, why did Davenport want you at the meeting? Was it important?" I inquired.

Calla nodded. "Majorly important, actually. He's making some big changes at the company. Of course, you probably already know what that is, correct?"

I shook my head. "Sorry, Calla. I have no clue."

The surprise on Calla's face was evident. After some thinking, Calla said, "It's…it's going to change the entire future of Davenport Industries forever. I can't say any more than that."

I pouted. "You're no fun," I muttered. I started to head to class, then stopped and turned to face Calla.

Calla frowned. "Is there something wrong?" she asked, a little concerned.

I sighed as I ran a hand through my hair. The time to ask Calla was now. "Can I ask you something?"

Calla looked at me suspiciously. "All right. Shoot."

I hesitated. What if someone already asked her out? Oh well. I had would not know until I asked. I finally asked, "Do you have a date to the Winter Formal dance? If not, I'd like to go with you. Like really really like to go with you."

Calla frowned. "Leo, I'd love to, but I can't. Adam already asked me to the dance."

The smile fell from my face. She was going with Adam. I know I don't own Calla or anything, it's just… their friendship. I hate it! Why did they have to hang out together? Calla and I are always supposed to hang out. Not Adam and Calla. Where they-? "Are you two dating or something?" I couldn't help but ask.

Calla smiled, showing her teeth. "Yes," Calla admitted.

I faked a smile because, on the inside, things weren't pretty. "Well, congratulations."

"Thank you. So you're not going to go with Janelle or Maddie?" Calla asked.

"Probably not. Maddie broke up with me. I guess I'll just stay home. Maybe I'll just work on homework. I don't want to go to the dance alone," I confessed.

"I don't blame you," Calla began. "Okay, why is everyone standing around?"

If I felt up to it, I would have chuckled, but I didn't. "Adam has been doing the announcements, pretending to be Principal Perry. It's pretty funny."

As if on cue, we heard Adam's Perry impression over the intercom. "Attention students, it's me again. The real Principal Perry. You know, pantsuits, cats, hate you. Any who, even though I'm sick at home, I want you all to know that you make me sick here too."

I laughed and shook my head at the boy. "That's not going to end up well for him," I commented.

"What makes you think that?" Calla inquired.

"Perry just showed up."

"So she did. Well, I'm going to get to class. I don't want to be there when my boyfriend gets embarrassed." Smiling, Calla headed away from the crowd.

Once she was gone, I growled and threw my fist forward. Unfortunately, I was right in front of a locker, and ended up with a bruised fist. Correction, a bloodied fist. I nearly let out a not so many scream as I clutched my wounded hand.

"Dooley!" Principal Perry yelled. "What happened?"

Grimacing in pain, I quickly said, "Nothing. I'm headed to the nurse's office."

Principal Perry and Adam didn't question me as I made my way to the nurses office. Note to self, don't punch things when angry.

Chase's POV

I walked down the stairs, carefully not to ruin Mr. Davenport's dress shoes. Calla, Bree, and I had spent hours searching for the right outfits. Bree settled on an elegant red dress while Calla wore an intricate white dress that changed to blue midway down. As for me, I bought a new tuxedo and suit. I would have borrowed Douglas', but Tasha insisted I have my own for when I attended college.

"How do I look?" I asked Marcus.

He didn't even look up from his magazine. "Like a nerd," he replied.

I crossed my arms and cleared my throat. He sighed and looked up. "You look nice, Chase. I'm sure Sabrina will think so too."

I smiled at him, then smirked as Adam stormed up the stairs. "I cannot believe Principal Perry came back from the dead just to embarrass me like that!" he complained. "Now, call me crazy, but I'm starting to think she's not a good person."

Marcus and I exchanged looks. "Oh, he still doesn't know," I realized.

Marcus looked at me. "Know what? That's an endless list. Can you be more specific?"

I hummed in agreement, then turned back to Adam. "Well, Adam. A prank is no fun unless you take credit for it, so I guess I should tell you that it wasn't Perry messing with you. It was me."

Adam looked at me in confusion. "I don't understand."

I rolled my eyes. "Here. Let me show you," I offered, pressing the tab that was still on my neck. I quickly changed into Perry, much to Adam's surprise. "What do you think?"

"Whoa!" Adam was stunned. "Chase?"

I nodded, an evident smile on my face. "Yup!"

He laughed. "I know I should be mad, but best prank ever!" He high fived me.

I pressed the button on the tab to change me back. "Thanks, I'm rather proud of it myself," I replied.

"It was my idea," Marcus added.

I rolled my eyes. "I don't think Adam cares. Leo and I think you should take today off," I stated. The doorbell rang. "That's Sabrina. I'll see you guys later."

"You're going to leave while you still look like an Eastern European swim coach?" Marcus questioned. Confused, I looked down at myself. To my surprise, I still looked like Perry. "Lose the cyber cloak."

"Good catch," I complimented, hitting the button again. Nothing happened. Sabrina knocked on the door. "Be right there!" I called, hitting the button frantically. Still, I didn't change back. "Marcus? What's going on and why won't I change back?"

Marcus frowned, then took a look at the tab. A few seconds later, he backed up. "I believe the technical term for this is 'it's stuck'."

I stared at him. "Stuck?" I repeated. "I can't go to the dance as Perry! What am I going to do?"

There was another knock on the door. "Chase? Are you ready?" Sabrina called.

Adam laughed. "I know I am."

I turned to Marcus. "Fix this," I pleaded. "Now!"

"Chase?" Sabrina knocked on the door again. "It's kind of cold out here. Can I come in?"

Adam leapt off the couch and headed for the door. "Adam, do not open that door!" I ordered.

"Why would I do that? Oh right. Because it's going to be hilarious." Adam grinned and opened the door. "Come on in."

Sabrina walked in, hands shoved in her pockets in an attempt to keep warm. When she spotted me, she froze. "Principal Perry?" she questioned. "What are you doing here?"

I reactivated Perry's voice, hoping she didn't notice I pressed a button. "Uh…yelling, sweating, rifling through their meat," I replied.

Sabrina shrugged. "Okay. Is Chase around?" she inquired.

"He's not here," I lied.

Sabrina raised an eyebrow. "I just heard his voice." Sabrina's eyes narrowed dangerously and I had to hold in a gulp. "Don't tell me he's blowing me off!"

"No," I said quickly. "No, of course not. I mean, he's here, he's just not in the room right now. I'll go get her. Can you excuse us?"

I grabbed Marcus by the arm and dragged him into the hall. "Grab another cyber mask and pretend to be me!" I begged.

He looked at me as if I was crazy. "What?" Marcus demanded.

I rolled my eyes. "Relax. All you have to do is tell Sabrina that I'm too sick to go to the dance," I told him.

"I can't. I have a date!"

I looked to Marcus in surprise. "Seriously? You actually landed a date?"

"Seriously."

"Well, then you have to cancel. Sabrina is going to freak if I don't show up, and I know you likes me," I admitted. "So would you please take Sabrina?"

"I am not taking Sabrina to the dance," Marcus growled.

"Look, if you mess up my date with Sabrina, I'm going to have Douglas rip out your circuity, and then I'm going to burn you alive, part by broken android part. Sabrina is going to be majorly upset with me and I need to prove to myself that I can have a relationship as a bionic. Now go to the dance and stall her until I can figure out how to switch this off!"

"I have a date. No way." Marcus turned away from me, but I grabbed his shoulder and spun him around.

"I am an angry teenage boy trapped inside Perry's body. Do you really want to see what happens when Spike and Principal Perry mix?" I demanded, looking him square in the eye.

That statement made Marcus stop and think. "Fine," he relented. "But for the record, I would have loved to see that."

I sighed and walked back over to Sabrina. "Why tonight?" I whispered.

"All right, let's go to the dance," Marcus declared as he extended his hand toward Sabrina. Sabrina grabbed Marcus' hand with a smile and headed out of the door.

I watched in unease as Sabrina and Marcus/I started out the door. "I'll chaperone!" I called, walking after them.

"Me too," Adam offered, not wanting to miss a moment. "Oh and Sabrina, feel free to kiss Chase at the end of the dance!"

I sighed as Marcus/I violently glared at Adam. For the second time in one minute ten seconds and eighty-six hundredths seconds, I whispered, "Why tonight?"

Calla's POV

I swirled my cup of punch in thought, a myriad of emotions present. I lied to Leo about being Adam's boyfriend. I knew he'd be jealous enough to not notice, but I still can't help but feel guilty. Oh well. It's just the start of a beginning of our relationship, which, according to Future Calla, was this year. I tried to ask for more specifics, but she refused to give me any.

The dance wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Leo never showed (I didn't really blame him though. Going without a date was a little weird), but the music was great and it wasn't like I was the only single person there. Of course, Adam had promised to show up later. We only wanted Leo to think we were boyfriend and girlfriend, not the student body. Ocean was having the time of her life, despite having gone without a date.

"Hey, Calla." I glanced up from my cup of punch to see Adam approach me. "You look nice."

"Thank you. Now is there a reason why you're complimenting me or did you just want to dance?"

"I'll save you as many dances as you want," Adam promised. "However, you know I got embarrassed by Principal Perry today? Well, turns out it was-"

"Actually Chase in a cyber mask," I finished. "I put it together," I admitted.

"Oh, well apparently, Chase's chip got stuck as Perry!"

"Really? Gosh, that is—wow. Wait, then, who is Chase?"

"Take a guess," Marcus' voice stated.

I turned to see Chase right next to me. I didn't even realize that he was there. "Marcus?"

"Yup. Now if you excuse me, I've got to explain this situation to my date," Marcus admitted.

I watched in curiosity as Chase/Marcus made his way up to Amy Laidler. Since when did Marcus ask her out?

"I'm off to see if I can embarrass my younger brother," Adam replied. He winked at me, twirling a hammer in his hand before walking over to the DJ person. "Hey, dude? Is that your car outside? I think someone put a dent in it."

Eyes widening, the DJ started to run out. Adam stopped him. "Oh, and hey," Adam held out a hammer, "can you return this to shop class?"

The DJ, too concerned for his vehicle, didn't even stop to question why Adam had a hammer. I could only shake my head as Adam climbed onto the DJ's stand and grabbed a mike. "Ladies and gentlemen! Let's get this party started! Whoo!"

Everyone in the room clapped. "Let's start with a slow love ballad."

Following Adam's gaze, I saw that the older boy was surprised to find a pleased Sabrina and a very, nonchalant Marcus. I was surprised as well. Oh well. Marcus must be playing along for now.

"Well, that's a surprise," I admitted.

Adam agreed as Sabrina pulled Chase onto the dance floor. Marcus knew exactly what to do; it seemed as if being Chase didn't affect him.

Perry walked up to us. "Adam," she warned.

Adam chuckled, finding the entire situation hilarious. "Don't they make a lovely couple?" he asked.

"No, but they do," Perry admitted, pointing to Jaden and Bree.

I looked at the two of them, confused. "Okay, what is going on?" I demanded. Before either of them could answer, my phone rang. I glanced at it and groaned. "I'll be back."

Stepping into the hall, I answered the call. "You know that I punched out three hours ago, right Mr. Davenport?"

He merely laughed. "Yeah, I know. Do you know where the cyber masks are? I'm missing two of them and Douglas and Leo claim they don't know where they are."

"Uh, I think Chase was messing with them earlier." I replied. I glanced back at Perry, who was still here. Was that Chase, disguised in a cyber mask? Had to be. "Chase has one of them. I think Marcus has the other right now."

Chase's POV

"It's still not letting me change back!" I complained to Marcus. My eyes widened when I saw Sabrina coming up behind us. "Sabrina!" I hissed to my brother.

"Hey, Chase." Sabrina grinned at Chase/Me. "Are you ready to hit the dance floor again?"

"Absolutely," Marcus/I admitted. He held out his hand and a grateful Sabrina took it. I shook my head as I watched Sabrina and Marcus/I share another dance. Why was Marcus acting like a much better Chase than me when I'm Chase? Must be his personality or something.

I plopped down at the table across from Adam, wondering why he still DJing when it was obvious that Marcus wasn't getting embarrassed. "Having fun?" Adam questioned, smirking.

"What do you think?" I demanded. "Sabrina is having a good time with someone she thinks is me. When she finds out it's not me, she's not going to happy. Also, I'm trapped inside Perry's body, which, by the way, is as sweaty inside as it is outside."

Once again, I tapped at the button on the tab. "Tonight is the worst night of my life!" I complained, burying my head in my arms.

I heard Adam's surprised, yet delighted laugh. "And the best day of mine."

I looked up and stared in horror as the REAL Principal Perry walked through the doors, coughing and sniveling. Panicking, I ducked beneath the punch table. I glanced up seconds later to see Marcus/Me talking to Perry. I knocked over a glass, knowing that he would hear it with his bionic hearing. Marcus/I looked over and jumped, realizing that he was speaking to the real Perry.

"Something weird is going on!" Perry announced loudly.

I couldn't hear most of what they were saying (I really didn't care at that point), but then Marcus/I cleared his throat and started dancing in the center of the dance floor. Very quietly, I attempted to sneak out of the gym. I failed, Perry catching me at the last second.

"Hey!" she called, eyes widening when she saw my face. "What do you think you're doing?"

"I can explain," I stuttered.

Perry nodded. "You'd better!" she agreed. "My long lost twin sister shows up after eleven years, she better have a real good reason."

Twin sister? There were two in the litter that created Perry? "You're a twin?" I couldn't help the surprise from leaking into my voice.

"Don't try that amnesia thing with me again!" Perry growled. "You owe me a car, a canoe, and two boyfriends!"

"Uh…I'm sorry?"

Perry nodded. "You're gonna be. I'm about to give you real amnesia!" Unzipping her jacket, Perry advanced towards me.

Bree's POV

Okay, tonight was definitely one of the weirder nights in Mission Creek. I mean, one Perry was bad enough, but two? And one of the Perrys was trying to kill the other.

"Get off me!" the Perry in a pantsuit shouted.

"You can keep the boyfriends, but I want that canoe!" the second Perry shouted, pushing her opposite away from her. Suddenly, that Perry's body shimmered and was replaced with Chase's body.

"Chase?" I asked, confused. Wait, if Chase was over here, then who was dancing with Sabrina? I turned around to see Sabrina and Marcus slow dancing together, the latter's head on Sabrina's shoulder. Blinking twice, I whipped out my cell phone and snapped a couple of pics.

Sabrina pushed Marcus away, a confused look on her face.

Marcus just frowned at her. "What?" he asked. Then he glanced down at himself and realized he'd turned back. "Oh." There was an awkward pause. Then, with a smirk on his face, Marcus said, "That was fun. We should do it again sometime." Marcus winked at Sabrina before walking over to the punch bowl. Meanwhile, Sabrina walked over to Chase.

Chase's POV

"Okay, I need an explanation," Sabrina announced, walking over to me. I bit my lip, nervous. "Come on, Chase. What's the deal?"

I sighed. "You remember how Perry embarrassed Adam at school?"

Sabrina nodded. "Yeah, it was funny. I loved the look on his face when 'Perry' walked in."

I nodded. "Yeah, well later that day, the cyber mask got stuck."

Sabrina stared at me for a moment. "Stuck? It got stuck on Perry?" she confirmed, to which I nodded. She laughed. "Oh my gosh, that is hilarious!"

"No it's not!" I objected.

Sabrina chuckled and pulled me into a hug, laying her head on my shoulder. "I'm sorry, Chase, but it really is."

I shrugged. "I suppose."

"There's just one thing I don't get."

"What is that?" I asked.

"Why didn't you just tell me what was going on instead of having me go to the dance with your brother?" Sabrina asked.

At first, I didn't answer. When Sabrina placed a hand on my shoulder, I figured I should come clean. "I just…I wanted a possible relationship with you, and I figured if I didn't show up at the dance, then that would never happen, so I had Marcus go as me," I explained.

"I understand. I just have to get used to the bionics…but don't do that again," she begged. "Oh, and you owe me."

I nodded. "Gladly. Just name it. I'm just glad you're okay with this," I admitted, hugging her.

"Well, if it's all right with you, what's say we have a real dance?" she asked innocently. "No cyber masks or anything out of the ordinary. Just the two of us."

I laughed, then pulled her out onto the dance floor for a real dance.

Bree's POV

"That was…interesting," I commented, following Marcus to the punch table.

He groaned. "No chizz!" he commented, filling up a glass.

I nodded. "You know, you could have told me if you had a thing for Sabrina. I totally would have understood."

Marcus rolled his eyes, then began to fill up a second glass. "I don't have a thing for Sabrina," he insisted, handing me the second glass.

I took it with a smile. "I figured. Which bears the question; why'd you do it?"

He sighed. "Chase threatened to burn me broken part by part."

"Wow. I didn't expect Chase to blackmail. Just out of curiosity, are you trying to make Chase jealous?"

Marcus chuckled. "Nah, Chase got stuck in the Perry form because of the cyber mask, so I did him a favor. I'm his brother, and as much as I hate him, I'd also do anything for him."

"That was nice of you," I commented.

Marcus frowned at me. "Okay, this is the longest you've talked to me without rolling your eyes or blowing up in my face. What's going on?" he inquired suspiciously.

I sighed. "Thank you," I admitted.

Marcus looked at me suspiciously. "Thanks for what?" he questioned.

I sighed. "Thank you," I repeated. "For getting Jaden to ask me, that is."

Marcus smiled. "Don't mention it. How did the night go?"

I smiled. "You know, it was nice. Pretty soon, I think we'll be ready to date," I remarked.

Marcus rolled his eyes. "Pretty soon? The two of you like each other just as much as Leo likes Calla. But maybe you haven't reached that moment that. When you reach that point in time when you can't get him off your mind, then you go for it. And I know for sure that people that can't see that don't deserve a person like you," Marcus admitted, his voice quiet.

I gave him a look. "When did you start to be so observant?" I demanded. "And how do you know about that for sure?"

Marcus let out a sigh. "Well, I…I mean… I've always been observant; I just don't act on it. As for how I know, I don't want to admit this, but I asked older women, namely Tasha." He mumbled the last bit.

I smirked. "Aww. Marcus is going soft!"

Marcus gave me a look. "You know that's not true!" he exclaimed, making me laugh a little. "I mean, it's possible, but there's no way I'm going to turn out like Chase or Leo."

"True," I agreed, fumbling with my hands.

Marcus raised an eyebrow. "You're nervous about something," he noted. "Spill."

I hesitated, not wanting to bring up the fact that I thought Marcus was the best brother ever. "It's nothing."

Marcus shook his head. "You're not getting off that easily, Bree. Now spill."

I sighed. "You can tell something is up, can't you?" I guessed. Marcus nodded and I sighed again. "Marcus, I feel as if the two of us could do anything. You're the only one besides Leo that talks about his feelings. You'd do anything for me. I want to do the same."

Marcus seemed a little surprised, so I continued. "I feel like a horrible sister while you're a great brother. I never really had the chance to know you ever since we became siblings. Is it possible that we could start over as siblings?"

Marcus took a moment to register this, then his lips formed a smile, a soft, loving smile. "Absolutely. Even if we end up losing contact down the road, you can call and I'll always answer. Well, I have to dance with Amy, so I'll see you later tonight."

I smiled as I watched Marcus depart and make his way toward Amy. He and I were going to be given a chance to strengthen our familial relationship.

And for the first time since the video revealing our bionics, I felt emotionally relaxed.

Leo's POV (Need to add him in cuz his part is important.)

"Hey, Leo," Big D greeted as he searched for something in the living room. "How come you aren't at the dance?"

"I didn't have a date. Also, the person I asked was already going to the dance with her date," I admitted as I sulked against the couch.

"Have you seen my cyber masks?"

I shook my head. "Never heard of them. What do they do?"

"It replicates a person's facial structure so it looks as if you're someone else," Big D explained. "Didn't you know that?"

"Right, sorry. I forgot."

Big D nodded. "Douglas claims he doesn't know where they are. Do you happen to know where they are?"

"No I don't." The wheels in my head started to race. Principal Perry showed up at school later today to embarrass Adam. That's not Principal Perry's nature. Could Chase have-? Nah. Chase wouldn't turn to choose into Principal Perry. I doubt anyone would.

"I'm going to call Calla, see if she knows anything. Be right back."

I waved goodbye to him before turning my attention back to my computer. Presently, my homework was done. I had no idea what to do, so I turned on the TV. After finding nothing on TV, I went to Twitter and searched around.

For some reason, I ended up at Jaden's Twitter page. From there, I noticed he was friends with Jessica. Curious to see if she was there, I messaged her. To my delight, she was.

Hey, Leo? What's up? – TallJess#Katniss (Idk)

Not much. I'm bored. Do you want to Skype? – DangerDooley

I didn't know what to think, since I didn't receive an answer from her immediately. Curious, I pulled up Skype and checked to see if Jessica had sent me a request. Sure enough, she did. I clicked on the tab and soon I was face to face (or screen to screen) with Jessica.

"Hey, Leo," Jessica greeted. "What's new?"

"Not much. There was a dance today, but I don't have a date, so I'm home alone so to speak. Of course, the person I wanted to ask out all ready had a date," I admitted.

"Who were you planning on asking?" Jessica questioned.

"Calla," I admitted, not seeing the harm in telling Jessica that.

"So you've finally started developing feelings for her, huh?" Jessica teased.

I didn't bother asking her what she meant by that. Instead, I just nodded sheepishly.

"Well, that's great. What happened to your hand?"

I didn't know what Jessica was talking about until I realized I had showed my wrapped up hand. "I punched a locker," I briefed. "In hindsight, that's not my brightest idea."

"Doesn't sound like it. So is Calla dating anyone?"

"Unless she lied about it, which I don't see Calla doing, then yes."

Jessica nodded. The two of us didn't say anything for a good five minutes. Finally, Jessica asked, "Are you still doing track?"

"I am. Why?"

"Well, I don't recommend this, but if you're jealous, which I'm sure you are, just start running. It'll free your mind, and you'll be able to escape your feelings temporarily."

I thought about it, and the more I thought about it, the more I realized that that wasn't that bad of an idea. Not only would I get exercise, I would be able to run away from my problems, namely Calla, temporarily. "That sounds like a good idea. Thanks, Jessica."

"Don't mention it. I'm glad I could help. So how is Mission Creek after the bionic video?"

The two of us spent the remaining hour and half talking to each other. I eventually had to get off, but for the first time since the bionic video, I felt emotionally relaxed, and destressed from Calla. Yes, the talk with Jessica was a good thing. That much I was sure.

A/N: What can I say? I am getting attached to Marcus' character. Sue me. Well, don't actually, but just be warned that I can likely sue you as well. I have no idea if a Maree story idea will come up later in the year or in a few years. Aside from that, any comments or questions? Feel free to leave your remarks.

Also, there's going to be a HIATUS coming up soon. There are other stories I need to do, including an upcoming Christian fic. I have all the chapters for the story planned out. The only part left is to write it.

Here is the deal for the next few weeks:

Scramble The Orbs

Spike Fright

Sink or Swim

I'll see you all next time!