I have a Percy Jackson fanfic I wrote, but I'm not sure if I should post it on here.. *its a lotbetter written then this story XD*

DISCLAIMER;

Me; Hehehehe... Macklemore!

*Macklemore comes in wearing my granddad's clothes*

Macklemore: Do I know you?

Me; Nope. I just need you to do the disclaimer for my 39 clues—

Macklemore; No. Why should I?

Me; if you do, then I'll give you my grandma's coat, but if you don't, I'll send you to Armani in Italy

Macklemore; but I prefer the thrift shop!

Me; then pop some tags and do the damn disclaimer!

Macklemore; TooBusyBeingAnAwkoTaco does not own the 39 clues or their characters, only her own. Now — Where's your grandma's coat?

Lol that was fun to write xD

I fixed my dress agian before I walked out the door. Hunter and Brett were waiting outside. They looked at me in awe.

"You..."

"Look totally hot? I know. So turn around, and keep your eyes above the neck." I spun them around and pushed their backs.

Remember that little outfit I wore to the Royal Thai Palace? Yeah, I wore that same outfit to Brett's party.

Brett's car was outside so we piled in and he drove to his house.

We were, like, so totally surprised to see we were the first people there xD

The party started at 8, and it was 7:20 right now, so we spent the next forty minutes, just chilling.

Brett's house was beautiful. And he was smart enough to stash away all the expensive stuff that is fragile and could easily brake in the closet before setting up.

So, by 8:10 the house was packed with tons of kids who were either 13, 14, or 15.

I met someone I knew when I was in kindergarten; Violet Thurman. We were best friends, but then she moved away.

"Oh my gosh!" Violet shrieked over the loud music. "You're hair is so beautiful!"

I laughed. "You don't have to lie."

She played with a lock of my hair. "All honesty, Lindsay. I love it."

I grabbed her hand. "Come on, let's go dance!"

So we got into the living room (which was huge). Brett had moved all the couches around so we had enough room to dance. A DJ stood behind his table, playing the awesome music for us.

Right now the song 'Nobody Does it Like You' by Shawn Desman came on. Violet and I were dancing and laughing and basically having a great time.

We tried doing the same dance moves they do in the music video for that song, but we failed epically.

I laughed again. "I'm a terrible dancer."

"You're better than me."

I shook my head. "Nuh Uh."

"Yeah huh."

I laughed. "We sound like kindergartners again."

"I know." Violet grabbed my hand. "Come on, I want you to meet somebody."

She dragged me over to this amazingly hot guy. (So he was officially 5th; Jake first, Xavier second, Zach third, Hunter forth)

He had blonde hair, blue eyes, and he was well built.

"Hey," He greeted Violet. "Who's your little friend?"

"I'm Lindsay." I held out my hand and he shook it.

"Nate." He replied.

"Okay," Violet concluded. "I'm going to go grab a drink."

I rolled my eyes as I glanced back at her retreating figure. "Typical Violet. 9 years later and she's still ditching me."

Nate laughed. "Yeah, Violet's something, alright."

I nodded in agreement. "How do you two know each other?"

"Violet's brother twin brother is my best friend." Nate explained.

My eyes lit up. "Is Jason here?"

"Yeah, somewhere."

"Cool. I'll have to say hi to him later."

"You wanna dance with me?" Nate asked.

I glanced back over at the dance floor. A slow song was playing and a bunch of couples were slow dancing. Uh, not my style.

"I'm really not a great dancer..."

"Awe, come on. It'll be fun."

I gave up. "Fine. But just one song."

He grinned. "Awesome."

So we walked over to the floor. I put my hands around his neck and he put his hands on my waist.

We dances and talked. It was so awesome until...

He started leaning in for a kiss. I panicked. I can't cheat on Dan!

When his lips were about a centimeter away, I moved my head tithe side.

"I can't." I told him. "I'm sorry, but I have boyfriend."

"Where?" Nate asked. "I don't see one."

That's the part in the movies where Dan is supposed to step up, all heroic and awesome, but unfortunately he wasn't here.

"That's because he's in Massachusetts." I replied. This Nate guy was starting to get on my nerves.

"Come on, Lindsay." Nate whispered. "He doesn't have to know."

I scowled. "No. I'm not cheating on my boyfriend."

"Fine," Nate let go of me. "Be a loser then."

"Having a life doesn't mean I'm a loser," I retorted. "You wouldn't understand."

Nate didn't look at all offended. "I have a life. 6 girlfriends, and I would've had another if you would just man up."

"Dude, you're a pig. Six girlfriends, and you're what? 14?"

"13, actually."

"Ugh," I grumbled. "Stay away from me."

"Gladly."

We walked in opposite directions. I went to the kitchen and found a group of guys in a circle, with some kid in the middle. They were shouting "Chug, chug, chug!"

And the kid was downing a whole bottle of Clamato juice. I shuddered. That stuff is, like, tomato juice and clam juice combined.

He finished the bottle and everybody was clapping and cheering.

I found Hunter in that group of guys. I tapped his shoulder.

He spun around. "Hey, Lindsay. What's up?"

"Nothing much. Just gonna head on home."

Hunter nodded like he understood everything. "Whatever that random citizen did to you, I will deal with later."

I laughed. "It's fine, Hunter. I'll see you later."

I walked outside and felt the cool nighttime breeze. It was dark outside, and I started walking back to the house.

I had a feeling something really weird was going to happen...

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*Dan's POV*

Those guys are stupid. I don't need them. Obviously hockey meant Canada, so right now I was getting off the plane in Canada. I remember Lindsay saying something about her living in Pembroke, so I took a taxi to the nearest hotel in Pembroke.

I was driving down the street, glancing out the window every once in a while.

I had no idea where Lindsay was.

I was hoping she was still in Canada and not in Hollywood...

I saw a girl walking down the street.

"Hey," I murmured to myself. "She has the same dress as Lindsay."

I took a closer look at her as we passed her. "And the same hair..."

"Stop here!" I shouted at the driver.

He slammed on his breaks. I tossed a wad of cash at him before sprinting out of the car.

The girl perked her head up and her eyes went wide

"Dan?!"

I engulfed her in a hug. "Oh my God, Lindsay. You don't know how happy I am to see you!"

She started laughing. "I've missed you so much!"

I leaned down and kissed her. She grabbed my head and kissed me harder.

So then we basically stayed there for a good, I don't know... 10 minutes making out?

«»«»«»

*Lindsay's p0v*

DaFuq was he doing here?

I know I left that note, but like, seriously? He came? My God, I love this boy!

I finally pulled away and gasped for breath. "You... You came. Why?"

"Because."

I gave him a look.

"Because... I love you."

Did he... No way... He said the 'L' word!

I smiled at him. "I love you too."

Then he bent down and kissed me again. I gripped his neck, and he pulled my waist towards himself, so we were pressed together.

I heard clapping and pulled away from Dan. Hunter was smirking at us.

"So," He started. "This is the famous boyfriend?"

I nodded. "Dan, meet Hunter. Hunter, meet Dan."

The black haired boy held out his hand. "Hunter Chase."

Dan shook it. "Dan Cahill."

Hunter gave us a weird look.

"What?" I asked him.

Hunter kept that disgusted look on his face. "You guys have the same last name."

Dan and I burst put laughing, but Hunter didn't seem to find it funny.

"Cahill isn't my real last name," I explained. "I just don't want to go parading around saying, 'Hey, I'm Lindsay Wizard. Yes, the Jonah Wizard is my cousin,' Blah blah blah."

Hunter coughed. "Jonah Wizard is your cousin?"

"Yeah. I sorta just said that." I mumbled.

Then Brett sprinted towards us. "Hunter, that kid that chugged all the Clamato juice just threw up all over my — Hey, Lindsay, who's this?"

Dan gave me a look. "So you runaway, and stay with boys?"

"No, Hunter was just staying in my old house because he sorta ran away from his parents, so I'm staying there with him."

"And this guy?"

"Oh, that's Brett. He's nothing special."

"Hey!" I guess Brett took offense to that then.

"Don't make me do it again," I warned. Brett backed off.

"Do what?" Dan pressed. I sighed.

"I'm too tired to explain all this crap. Can't I just take a nap?"

"You can take a nap, after you're done explaining to me why you left CCC?"

"I don't wanna." I grumbled.

"God, you're stubborn."

"God, you're annoying."

"Shut up."

"Brett brought Captain Crunch to the house."

Dan's eyes lit up. "Where is it?"

"Down the street, take a left, go down a little further, take the second left you see, a right, a left, than another right. It's the house that's all tangled up in weed."

"You're still smoking that, even after I told you to stop?" Dan joked.

"No, I meant — Ugh, just go!"

Dan ran and ran until he took a left turn. He disappeared around the corner.

"Sorry," I said kinda sheepishly to the guys. "He's what normal people call 'special'."

"Are you sure he can remember all those directions?" Hunter asked.

I nodded. "He's got very good memory."

Brett went back to his house. Hunter and I started towards my house.

"When did you and Dan start dating?"

"Hum, let's see..." I started counting on my fingers. "He asked me out on June 29... What's the date today?"

"Dunno."

"Then I don't know how long we've been dating."

"Okay then."

"It'll come to me. Just watch."

So we got to the house, and Dan was sitting on the island, knee deep in a box of Captain Crunch. I coughed.

"Dan," I started. "Do you know how long we've been dating for?"

He shook his head. "No clue."

Hunter frowned. "That's really sad, actually."

Dan and I shrugged at the same time.

I guess it was kinda sad that we didn't know how long we've been dating for...

I took a handful of Captain Crunch and Hunter pulled out his iPod and walked into the living room.

"Dan, what did Emma and Jonah say about the note?" I asked Dan.

"They're going ahead to Hollywood."

"Damn. Who cracked the code?"

"Ian, Evan, and Sinead."

"Figures. A bag of doorknobs are smarter than you three."

Dan looked offended. "Take that back!"

"For your sake, fine," I agreed. He grinned. "But Emma and Jonah are extremely stupid."

Dan laughed and kissed me. "I know."

I smiled against his lips.