Summer's real revenge/Rumors

Disclaimer: I do not own anything except Ship Shape, Hope, and the plot! And NO, this is not a song chapter, for all of you that liked 'Drops of Jupiter'! Please review, I need creative critics!

After being all lovey-dovey during homeroom and first period, the only chance Summer had to turn her revenge plot around was right before lunch, during Language Arts, when everyone else couldn't talk. Summer had been plotting for the past two hours, so it better work. Lawrence would sent Summer a note, which she would acted surprised about, then she would tell Hope, because it involved her… It's ingenious!

"'Hey Summer… SUMMER!" whispered Lawrence as the note in question landed on her desk.

"Thanks." She mouthed, and read what it said.

Summer,

You know our new friend Hope? And how she and Freddy came in all lovey-dovey today? Well, I heard that he has a girlfriend in the neighboring city, and is cheating on Hope…

Isn't that AWFUL!

Lawrence

Summer gasped. Not because it sounded real, but if she didn't know better, she really thought that Lawrence would be a good bf.

Hope turned her head up from the book she was reading, 'Pretty Things', by one of Summer's favorite authors, Sarra Manning. "What's up, Sum 41?" Hope had taken a habit of calling her that, since it was an 'okay band' and it was funny.

"Read this note I just got from Lawrence." And with that, Summer Hathaway had just pulled off one of the most foolproof breakups of the century.

After a few minutes, she raised her hand and asked in an ' I'm about to cry so let me be' voice "Can I go to the bathroom?" to Mr. Y, and she got a nod of the head. Then, without further ado, she ran out of the classroom.

Summer followed suit, and when she got close enough to the stall Hope was in, she heard her sobbing. Not crying, sobbing. And she couldn't imagine why she wasn't being all "Why did this happen to me?' but more or less just having a good cry, like Summer did when the band got a record deal, but that was bad. Summer went on for about two hours when they lost a deal, and Hope only had about,say, fifteen minutes.

"Hey Hope? Hope? Are you okay?"

She sniffled. "No. Why did you follow me in here, Summer?"

"Because I know how Freddy can hurt you."

The door slid open a little bit. "You do?"

Summer laughed. "Yeah. Last year, at the end of 8th grade, I caught Freddy playing 'Seven Minutes in Heaven' with Marta. And it killed me inside."

Hope laughed, "But he's so cute. The way he scowls, and the way he" and here Summer joined in

"Wiggles his nose when he gets really frustrated." They both laughed.

Hope sniffled, and looked in the mirror. A look of horror spread over her face. " I looked so pretty this morning, and now look at me. Freddy Jones has completely ruined my make-up."

"Don't worry. I've had to do way more make-up in way less time."

And when Summer finished, she looked lovely. No, lovely wasn't the word. Gorgeous, that was the word. And she felt bad. She actually felt bad for what she did. And now, Freddy was going to pay the price for her and Lawrence's mistake. And a tear ran down her face. A single, solitary tear as Hope Bergen walked out of the women's bathroom , head held high, looking fabulous, and about to break the love of her life's heart. And it was all her fault.

A/N: I would like to give two shout-outs:

One to Kevin'sQT, for helping me when I needed it, and number two to Alex Blythe, who gave me the idea for the revenge plot! WHOO!