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Part five: A Bloody Mess

"Get back in line!"

"Chloe, this is ridiculous!"

"Look who's talking," she shot back, looking pointedly at Pete's outfit. He sighed, "It's just for fun, Chlo!"

"And I'm really hating bossing you around," she said sarcastically, trying to suppress the enormous grin that was taking over her features.

"You know what," Jarod butted in. "You've got a lot of potential, Sullivan."

"I know," she beamed, waving paintball gun around, making Whitney and Jamie jump back in fear of being hit. "My ultimate goal is world leader!"

"We're doomed," Lex muttered, not really meaning for anyone to hear it. But unfortunately for him, Chloe did.

Without warning, a small fist landed in his face, and he lost his balance, falling right into a huge puddle of mud. There was a silence as everyone stared at the billionaire, before they all started laughing hysterically.

Trying to save some of his remaining dignity, Lex tried to get up, but kept slipping.

"Shouldn't we like, you know.help him?" Chloe asked, between gasps.

"Yeah," Jarod answered, swinging an arm around Chloe's waist. "But let him suffer for a little while longer."

Nobody noticed the closeness between the two, even Chloe didn't pay any attention to it, except for the Luthor, and he narrowed his eyes at the boy. 'How dare he touch her like that,' Lex thought, anger boiling inside of him. 'Why doesn't Chloe see what he's trying to do?'

A look of triumph passed over his face as he finally managed to get up, but as soon as he tried to get out of the large puddle, he lost his footing, crashing into the mud once again. Cursing loudly, he glared at Clark and Pete, who were still laughing like crazy along with Jamie and Whitney, instead of helping him.

Finally regaining her calm, Chloe decided that the poor guy had had enough of humiliation to last him a lifetime. "C'mon, J, will you help him, for god's sake!"

Jarod sighed dramatically and stepped forward, extending his hand. Lex grinned evilly, and took it, but instead of getting out, he pulled the other guy in with him. Chloe just stood there, in shock, mouth gaping open, trying to process what had just happened.

"Dude!" Denton yelled, eyes wide in surprise. "Did he just do that?"

"What did ya do that for!?" Jarod yelled, wiping the mud off of his face.

Lex just shrugged, "Oops."

Wanting payback, Jarod grabbed a hand full of mud and lunged it at the bald man, who was currently smirking at him in that smug manner of his.

Lex could just barely avoid being hit by the goo and aimed two full hands at the boy, effectively hitting his intended target.

This went on for a while, until Chloe came in between (not literally, ofcourse! She's not crazy!). "Stop acting like two spoiled brats and get your sorry asses out of there! Time's ticking, guys!"

With some help, they managed to crawl out of the puddle and head towards to the starting point once again. The rest went pretty smoothly, with no more interruptions, except for the wild boar trying to kill Lex, and the boys running around in circles, screaming like little girls. Pete had even tried to use Chloe as a shield. She didn't take it that well, and he ended up with a black eye and an angry Jarod.

The other teams, who were waiting for them to get back, were more than surprised when the last two teams arrived, one holding the other as hostages. To be honest, they all looked like a bloody mess. The new kid and the billionaire covered in dry mud, Pete with a severe looking black eye, a Clark who was looking unhealthily pale, two traumatized jocks and a very pissed off reporter!

~TBC~

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