"Zane!" Zane looked up from Joshua to Max. "Destroy that tape. Zack, Krit!" Zack and Krit looked up as well. "Kick his ass," Max ordered. "But don't kill him. Renfro's only got enough power to make so many lawsuits disappear. The rest of you," everyone's eyes were on Max. "We don't ever speak of this again. Understand?"

There was a general chorus of distracted "yes", "yeah sure"s, and head nods.

"No," Max said sharply. "Say 'I understand'." They did. "Great. Joshua, get up and put on your mask before somebody else sees -"

"God, she really is becoming Renfro." Max whirled around to see Brin whispering to Syl. Brin straightened back up as if she were a soldier under scrutination by her captain or something (and it scared Max that she'd made that connection).

"You're insane!" Max said. "I'm not becoming my step-mom! I'm not!"

"It's a medically proven fact," Sketchy said. "All girls will at some point turn into their mothers. I saw it on Sex and the City... or Friends... one of those chick shows, anyways."

"Had a running commentary?" Original Cindy asked. Sketchy nodded. "Big-nosed girl with frizzy or curly hair?" Sketchy nodded. "Sex and the City," she confirmed.

"I'm not turning into Renfro," Max said, shaking her head. "I can't be. I'm completely different."

"It's no big dealio," Cindy told her. "I mean, Renfro is sort of sexy in that whole dominatrix-alpha bitch sort of way."

It took Sketchy and Max's minds about 2.9 seconds to process what Original Cindy had just said.

"Ugh." Max made a face.

"Ew!" Sketchy gagged.

"Hey, don't hate the big-fat lesbo!" Cindy chided them. "You're in her house, ain't cha?"

"Aww," Max said sadly, patting Original Cindy's shoulder. "You're not fat!"

"I know," Original Cindy grinned. "This Cindy is in perfect condition." A cell phone jingled and all three of them reached for their cell phones - well, Cindy and Max reached for their cell phones. Sketchy reached for the pager that Max had given him when Renfro refused to let him have another cell.

"It's me," Sketchy announced. "Can I borrow a phone?"

"Why don't you just use the one that's stuck to your head?" Max asked sarcastically. Sketchy glared at her.

"I gotcha covered." OC handed him her phone. "Make it short."

"No problem," Sketchy said, punching in a phone number, then pushing the green 'talk' button. He raised the phone to the un-cell-phoned side of his head. "Hey, Sky!" Cindy turned back towards Max.

"Look, there's only one thing that can help you stop turning into Renfro," she said.

Max rolled her eyes. "Sketchy lost his whole pot storage in the fire, OC. I don't know how that's going to help right now -"

"No," Original Cindy shook her head vehemently. "If you want to loosen up, then you just go find a person who's got tougher skin than you do."

"You mean like a drill sergeant?" Max asked sarcastically. "According to anyone on the team, I am the bossiest shit to hit the school since Renfro got permission from the school district to keep students overnight for detention."

Original Cindy laughed. "I've got just the guy. Just wait one second," she ran to the stairs and hollered up, "Alec! Let me borrow the Lamborghini!"

A/N: Yeah, I know, I know. I totally mistreated you guys by not letting you know what's under Joshua's mask. Sorry, but I just couldn't help myself! (You'll find that I changed a part in chapter 14 about Sketchy's cell phone deal, too. Go back and read it to see.)

Review if you want to find out who's bossier than Max (or guess)! (If I get three or more reviews in the next two hours, I'll probably just post the next chapter today.)