SWEET 16

Summary: They say when you turn 16, that's when life gets exciting. But what if you find yourself falling for the person you swore to hate all your life? Sounds complicated? You bet!

Disclaimer: It's only the 2nd time I said this, but, once again, Martin Mystery doesn't belong to me. It belongs to Marathon.

----CHAPTER 1----

"I declare to the whole wide world, that I am going to hate you for the rest of my life!" Diana Lombard shrieked at the top of her lungs.

"Well, if you do, then me too!" Martin Mystery barked. After arguing about what started to be Martin's homework, here they are, swearing never to like each other for the rest of their lives. But when you're in this house, get used to it. The same cycle goes over and over again… except that this time, they're taking things seriously.

Diana and Martin are step-siblings, which means they are NOT biologically connected at any point (and you should always bear that in mind especially in the later chapters). And, they hate each other. Well, slight. But the word 'slight' doesn't seem the right word for it because they fight with each other more than dogs and cats do.

Anyways, back to the story. Diana was about to go in her room when she suddenly thought of something. "Martin," she called without facing him, "into the private study. Now." And with that she headed for the study room without a noise.

Martin looked at her walk away like she was kind of a woman who got loose from a mental hospital. "That stupid girl," he murmured, "You never know if she really hates me or not."

"What did you say?" she snapped in a primadonna kind of tone.

"Nothing, Miss Lombard. In fact, I have plans of going into the private study right now." He said tersely.

"Very well, Mister Mystery. You have now the permission to follow me." Diana rolled her eyes and left.

Martin sighed and had no choice but to follow Diana.


"What is this 'meeting' for, anyways?" Martin asked Diana.

"You are about to find out. Just wait." Said Diana while typing things on the computer. After 2 minutes she produced 2 copies of the thing that she was typing.

Martin read the heading of the paper. "Lifetime Contract," he read. "Hey, Di, what's your racket?"

Diana rolled her eyes. "Martin! You're 16 and you still don't know how to read? Don't you see? Lifeti-"

"Di, I know! Haven't you heard me awhile ago? I read it! But what's this all about?" Martin asked out of curiosity.

"Okay," Diana cleared her throat. "This is the Lifetime Contract. The things written here are supposed to be followed and enforced strictly."

"Cut to the chase!" Martin said impatiently.

"First of all, this is something very important and second, I was there but you butted in!" Diana felt her temper rising.

"Okay! Fine! Go ahead," Martin said.

"Alright. The contents of this contract are to implement peace and order in this house."

Martin chuckled.

"Number one, the both of us is not supposed to mind each other's business. And anything that is happening with the other is none of the other's business."

"Get it."

"Number two, neither of us is supposed to touch each other's things. You do that all the time." Diana pointed out.

"Not always!" Martin defended himself.

"Whatever. Number three, when it is exactly 9:30 in the evening, no one is supposed to make any kind of noise. Examples are the stereo, the T.V. and especially the person itself (Diana glared at Martin)."

"Di, don't you think it's too strict?" Martin asked uncertainly.

"I think it's just right."

"Oh."

"Number four," Diana continued, "At 8:00 in the evening, no one is supposed to entertain guests unless it is an important matter."

Martin raised an eyebrow.

"And number five, we won't talk to each other if it's not an important matter."

Martin's eyes grew wide. "Diana! Why shouldn't we talk to each other? This house is gonna be so lonely." Martin pouted.

"Well, we could take that off… "

"Di, don't you think that all of the rules in here are so unfair for me? And all is reasonable for you? That seems biased." Martin said.

"You know, if you weren't so… improper, then maybe it would be-"

"I know. We'll have this… condition and then we can enforce the rules." Martin smiled cleverly.

"What's that?"

"Well, if you agree, I will follow all of the rules and make your life much quieter than before." Martin said.

"Okaay… What?"

"In this house, I will be the boss. And you will be the…sort-of maid."

"MARTIN! I know what you're trying to do. I've seen that in a T.V. show… which exactly the show is where I got this contract idea." Diana said slowly.

"You know 'Full House'?" (I love Full House!)

"Duh! I know, you're making me Jessie (the girl heroine in Full House). Meaning…"

"You get to cook, clean and do all the housework!" Martin chattered happily.

"No fair!" Diana barked.

"Do you think your contract's fair for me? Well nooo… Then that means no peace, and I'll make sure for the next two weeks the whole school will find out-"

"Martin, please! Don't!" Diana pleaded.

"If you agree to my condition."

"Oh, Alright." Diana sighed heavily.

"Okay. Right. Shall we sign the contracts now?" Martin asked.

Then they both signed the contracts.

"Done. Meeting Adjourned. And make sure that you go on following the rules." Diana warned. Then she left for her room.

"Make sure you still remember our deal! Breakfast should be prepared at exactly 7:00 tomorrow!" Martin called after Diana.

"Hmph! As if you'll be awake by seven!" Diana said to herself.


A/N: Hello everyone! This is my 3rd Fanfic which follows my 2nd which was 'Then She Was Gone' and I felt the sudden urge to write this so… being the sneaky annoying me, I think I should give you a sneak peek in the next chapter (which is sort-of not allowed! Oops!)

SNEAK PEEK ON THE NEXT CHAPTER---

"Diana, is this what you call stew?"

"Well, sort of…"

"Right, it's food which you don't know if it's really stew or steak! Tell me, Diana, is this what Marvin expects of you?

CUT!---

"Diana? Are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine Marvin. Thank you."

"You don't look fine to me. What did Martin do to you?"

CUT! ---

"You were talking to Marvin awhile ago. Did you tell him?"

"Tell him what?"

"About our contract?"

CUT!---

And that's it for the sneak peek, folks. Just make sure you don't tell about it because (Lowers voice in a whisper) it's sort of not allowed. Okay? Deal! Bye! See yah next time! (Hurries to run away!)