Yes! Another chapter! Finally!

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Chapter 12: Oooooo... I get it!



"C'mon! Help me out here! I can't do this alone, and I've only had about three hours of shut-eye and NO caffeine! And to top it all off, I have an interview with Lex Luthor tomorrow! How would it look if I fell asleep in that big, fancy office of his!?"

Yes, she knew she was yelling into the phone, but it was all she could do to keep herself from just kicking the drunken boys out of her place and collapsing onto her bed, getting back to her Sexy Lexy dreams. She'd been trying to convince Ace to come over to her house for about 15 minutes now, and all she got was groggy no's and leave me alone's.

A sound captured her attention and she let her gaze drift towards Jarod, only to see him spread out across the window, buzzing, pretending to be a fly. 'Guess he's been promoted. First Jock, now an insect.' Shaking her head in annoyance, she focussed on her friend's words filtering through the receiver.

"Okay, okay, anything to shut you up, Chlo. You're giving me a migraine," the girl on the other end groaned, followed by a series of rustling noises. A victorious smile took over Chloe´s face and she added a quick ´hurry´, before ending the call. With a sigh of partial relief, she walked out of the kitchen and slumped onto the couch in the living room, closing her eyes in an attempt to rid herself of the constant throbbing in her head. However, Jarod´s loud buzzing helped her out of that delusion and she resigned herself to watching tv instead. Jumping from channel to channel, she only found herself getting more depressed. God, how she hated infomercials. Thank god for MTV! Tuning in on some new artist´s pathetic excuse of a breakthrough, she just found herself getting comfortable when.......

´Okay, maybe if I ignore it, it´ll stop.´ Long pause. ´Or not.´ Getting more and more annoyed by the second, she slowly counted to ten, trying not to explode. Wacking them across the head with a shovel and digging a few graves in the backyard suddenly seemed dangerously appealing and the most sensible, not to mention pleasurable, option.

Letting out a frustrated growl, she averted her eyes from the television and glanced in the direction of the entryway, confirming her suspicions.

Whitney stood there on two shaky legs, fumbling with the lightswitch, features set with the utmost concentration. On. Off. On. Off. On. Off. On. Off. Suddenly, a huge smile took over his face, threatening to break it in two. "Oooooooooooooo..... I get it!"

Letting out a whimper, Chloe buried her head deeper in the cushions.


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Tiredly getting out of her car, Ace grumbled as she dragged herself over to the Sullivan home. It was almost 5 AM, and she had school tomorrow. True, she wasn´t looking forward to it like Chloe obviously was to her interview with Baldy, but that didn´t mean it wasn´t important. Ace, an avid vegetarian, had to dissect some innocent little creature in a few hours, and she needed to be awake if she was ever going to give her teacher the full-fledged animal rights and humane morals rant she´d been practising the entire week.

Arriving at the porch steps, her still sleeping feet were moving in slowmotion and she stumbled cumsily over the steps, dropping her keys in the process. Cursing colourfully, the girl bent down to pick them up. "Damn keys. In on the conspiracy too." As she looked up again, her eyes practically popped out of their sockets and a scream resounded through the night´s thick silence. Loosing her footing entirely, she fell backwards, landing roughly on the ground.

Blinking a few times, Ace tried to regain her bearings and slowly picked herself up, brushing the dirt off her clothes. Hesitantly, looked back at what had almost scared her into having a heartattack and saw her brother pressed up against the window, wide open eyes staring at absolutely nothing, seemingly making some sort of sound. He looked like a squashed bug.

´I´m still asleep. Having a nightmare. Definately a nightmare.´


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Upon hearing a scream, Chloe sprung from the couch she had been starting to see as her deathbed, and practically flew to the frontdoor, almost forgetting to open the door first. Watching her through dazed eyes, Whitney let out a girly giggle and turned to run after her, only to trip over his own feet, falling facefirst on the floor. Lucky for him, he was already sound-asleep on impact.


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Barging outside, Chloe forced herself not to shiver as the cool air hit her skin. Her face lit up as she saw a non-jock friend standing in front of her porch, and immediately, she pulled Ace into the house, not even bothering to ask the girl what had her so dumbfounded. Jarod was a pretty disturbing sight, indeed.

"What took you so long?" she questioned, disappearing into the kitchen.

"I had to get dressed first," Ace answered, rolling her eyes. "Then I had to sneak out without waking my folks. I'm not really experienced in that particular field, unlike Jarod." Her gaze flew down as her foot bumped into something. She knew she shouldn't have been surprised at what she saw there, but it was just too... too... ridiculous. 'Is Whitney drooling?'

She was pulled from her musings as Chloe returned, balancing two cups of coffee on a tray. Ace frowned. "For the guys?"

"Nope." Plopping down in a comfortable armchair, Chloe put the tray down and grabbed one of the cups, downing it in a few large gulps. "We need it more."

TBC



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I know, I know. What happened to the chlex? Don't worry. I promise you, the interview will be in the next chapter.