Hey all thanks for the reviews!

Xylem: I guess I may be a "tad" bit obsessed with Degrassi. I met Adamo Ruggiero and Andrea Lewis from the show at a mall scene tour.

Anyways, here's Chapter 4, R&R!

Chapter 4

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As the dinner bell rang, I stayed on my cot, plotting perfect revenge on Zig Zag.

"Hang a bucket of water over the tent door so that when he...no. Trip him in a...Nah. Diss him and...what am I, 6?" I said as I tried to find something to do to him.

"You coming, Manny?" Matchbox asked as they all headed out of the tent.

"What are you writing?" Keely asked, peering over my paper, which had only a heading on it: Zig Zag's Perfect Revenge-Part 1.

"What are you going to do to Zig Zag?" she asked.

I hugged my notebook up to my chest so they couldn't see it.

"I dunno,"

A slow grin spread across Keely's pink lips, "You guys go ahead. I've got the perfect plan," she said, sitting in the cot across from me.

The guys all muttered "yeah, sure," "later," and "whatever" and all waved at us before walking out of the tent.

"What's your perfect revenge?" I asked.

"He wants a girlfriend, right?"

I nodded, "Yeah...so?"

"Give him one,"

We're supposed to be making me happy, not him!

"Keel, I'm not exactly following..."

"Give him a girlfriend, in the mail, he'll be so hooked on her letters, that he'll space out about revenging you for a little bit and you can come up with a good plan,"

Hmm...

"It would have to be someone who knew him from school though, unless we got someone here,"

"It'll be someone from his old school. I remember him talking with Caveman about her earlier today, her name was like...oh crap, what was her name?"

Yeah, that planned worked out, for a millisecond.

"Oh yeah, Dania Barrie," Keely said.

"Do you know what she looks like?"

"Zig Zag said that 2 years ago, she gave one of his girlfriends a picture of her and she got into a fight with Dania and gave the picture to Zig Zag, its perfect!"

How is that perfect?

"How so?" I asked.

"He also said, he keeps her picture in this box and he looks at it every night, and since he's at dinner, we'll steal the picture for a minute to see what he looks like, c'mon," Keely said grabbing my hand, I grabbed my notebook and followed her she tugged me out of our tent and to the next one labeled D.

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We stepped up the 2 steps that led to the tent entrance and then stepped through the flap, there was a dim lamp that lighted up the whole tent.

I made sure nobody else was in there.

Keely looked under and through all of the cots, she reached under one cot and pulled out something, "Oh my god," she said with a laugh.

"What?" I asked walking over to where she was.

"Look at this," she said holding out a box full of condom packages.

"Oh my god," I said laughing, "Does it have a name on it?"

Keely nodded, "Personal property of Ricky Iverson,"

"Which guy's Ricky?" I asked.

She shook her head, "I dunno," she said and placed the box under the bed.

She dug around more under Ricky's cot until she found a small box, she opened it up and pulled out a picture of a girl with collarbone length auburn hair, she had green eyes and tan skin, and she was very pretty.

Keely flipped over the picture to see any sign of recognition in the girl, it said in very neat cheerleader style handwriting To: Becca. Love ya girl, Dania, 2002. Next year we're sophomores!

"It's her," she said, handing the picture to me.

I flipped it over twice and continued to look at it as Keely kept on digging around under his cot.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"We need her address," she said, pulling out a year book that said Diamond Hill-Jarvis High School, Fort Worth Texas. 2002-2003. Go Eagles the cover was scarlet and had a picture of a black eagle on it.

I flipped it open and flipped through the pictures, "How are we supposed to find her address in this?" I asked.

"I dunno," Keely said, chomping on a piece of bubblegum that she had probably borrowed from Matchbox.

Literally borrowed. If you get my drift.

I continued to flip through pages until I stopped on the second page of freshmen.

I let my finger scroll down the I's until I got to Iverson, Richard.

"Look, there's Zig Zag," I said, pointing to the picture.

He looked a lot different, this yearbook was actually in color, which was different than the yearbook at my old school, and only the seniors got colored books. He had reddish-blonde hair that was cut short but you could still see his curls. He had the same gray eyes but he looked a lot more scraggly.

"Dork," Keely coughed.

I flipped through more pages until I got to the "club" pictures, I found at least 4 clubs that "Ricky" was in, Business Education, Speech, Tech Lab, and my personal favorite, Home Economics.

"Look! It's Ricky Homemaker!" Keely laughed, pointing to the Home Economics Picture.

The picture was all girls except for Zig Zag. He was standing in the middle of all of the girls and they held up a big quilt that said Diamond Hill-Jarvis, 2002-2003. And they all had giant smiles on their faces.

I turned to the back pages that were the autograph pages, not a lot of people signed anything very nice. I turned the book away from Keely as I looked at all the things people wrote.

Have fun Ricky Homemaker –Chad.

Have a hell of a BAD summer- Luke.

Hey Homo the Homemaker, have fun loser! -Kyle

You may be a dude, but you can definitely cook better than any of us chicks can say. Have a good summer Ricky. –Tatiana

At least Tatiana was nice, whoever she was, I looked down at the part labeled MY BEST FRIENDS and looked at how people signed there, a lot just used there names.

Caitlin.

Casey-Have fun this summer Ricky!

Becca-Love ya Ricky! I'll miss you this summer!!

Justin-See you in July, when I'm back from soccer camp.

Davis.

Riana-Infinite X's and O's.

Marc.

Why am I in your best friend's column? Anyways, have fun this summer, Richey. Bye Fag. –Dania.

Fara.

"Richey? I come he didn't tell her his name is Ricky?" I asked aloud.

"Who?" Keely asked, peeking over the book and looking down at the pages, "Whatever, I found an address book, Dania's is in there, I wrote it down in your notebook, lets go, the dinner bell is going to ring any minute," Keely said, standing up.

I sat down the yearbook and slid it under his cot along with the small box.

Keely practically yanked me back to our tent.

"Here," she said tossing the notebook on my cot and then walking to her own.

"Thanks," I said and grabbed the notebook.

Dania Barrie

1100 Maydell St.

Fort Worth, Texas

76106

#: 817-555-5929

"Why would she give him her phone number, address, and email address?" I asked.

"She didn't necessarily, in the address book it said To Becca, and she thought it was someone else's," Keely said, not even looking up from her magazine.

I nodded and grabbed a piece of paper from my notebook and began to write letter number 1:

Dear Ricky,

Hi, this is Dania Barrie. From Diamond Hill-Jarvis High School. I know I kind of ignored you back in Grade 9 and I'm really sorry...I was hoping maybe after you get back from Camp Green Lake (Becca told me, also said your name was Ricky and not Richey) we could get together. You know, bury the hatchet? I would really like to get to know you, so call me sometime, or email me. I don't care. I just really miss you.

Love Always,

Dania

P.S. Here's my number and my email

817-555-5929

"There," I said pulling out an envelope and tucking the letter inside.

I licked it shut and stuck a stamp on that I had brought with me.

I wrote down Camp Green Lake's address along with Dania's.

"How is this going to work? We don't live in Fort Worth, Texas," I said.

Good going genius.

"Who cares? Like anyone will notice," Keely said, taking the letter out of my hand, "I'll go mail it!" she said and ran out of the tent.

I leaned back on my cot.

Stage 1, complete.