AUTHOR'S NOTE: Sorry I left you hanging with a cliffhanger. But I promise you that in this chapter, you will find out who the creepy girl is. If you like this story, tell all your friends about it. I want this story to be quite known.

As Brad sees the creepy and nerdy blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl standing right there. He couldn't help but frown. He knew very well that it is not polite to frown at people. But he couldn't help it, this girl is too much of a freak. But he tried to smile at her, for respect. "Hello Bradley! How are you?" The nerdy girl asked, adjusting her glasses with tape on them. "You never answered any of my emails this summer. By any chance, are you trying to avoid me?"

Brad pretended to smirk. "Why of course not, Mandy." Brad said. It appears that the blonde-haired dork's name is Mandy. Brad then mumbled something else to himself and frowned again. He made sure Mandy didn't see it. "Just a little bit, yeah." Brad snapped out of it and decided to introduce Shiloh to Mandy. "Mandy have you met..."Brad was interrupted by Mandy.

"Shiloh Miller." Mandy finished. Shiloh just looked at Mandy quite puzzled. She's wondering how the hell Mandy would know her name.

"Wait a sec, how did you know my name?" Shiloh asked.

"I used my new CIA People scanner 2000! This technological device helps me detect people's facial features. The machine automatically gathers the information of the person's features and uses it to automatically tell me their complete name, their exact birth date and birth place. And sometimes, it even tells me their ethnicity. According to the people scanner, it says you are mulatto and your mother, Amanda Miller, is Jewish, am I right?" Mandy asked, cockily. Shiloh just nodded her head. She is already creeped out by Amanda.

"Wow, you're right! But once again, how did you know?!" Shiloh asked, obviously freaked out.

"Shiloh, this is Mandy Stickler, her father, Jason Stickler. Is now the new head of the CIA." Brad explained. Shiloh merely nodded her head and turned to Mandy.

"Oh, so he's like, the spy master or something?" Shiloh asked.

"Yup, he's spy number zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero ,zero, zero, zero one!" Mandy said, with pride in her voice.

"Wow." Shiloh said, pretending to sound impressed when she's really not. Mandy quickly pushed Shiloh out of the way to get to Brad.

"So Brad, how would you like to come over at my mansion tonight? I got some digital photos of your family's vacation at Spain." Mandy said, grinning from ear to ear. This really freaked out Brad.

"Yeah, yeah, that is absolutely wonderful! And so not creepy!" Brad exclaimed, sarcastically. Then tried to smile once more, gritting his teeth. "Besides, I can't. The National Racing Association of America is honoring Thomas Jones!"

"Right, right, I almost forgot. Its the grand dinner at the white house tonight!" Mandy said, finally remembering about it. "I'll tell you what, I'll take the pictures with me! Great idea, huh?"Brad just gulped. He could not believe that Mandy would do something that freaky.

"Uh, okay. Yeah?" Brad said, rather questioningly.

"Hey Shiloh, you can come, too!" Allie spoke up to Shiloh all of a sudden.

"Oooh, I don't know about that, Allie." Shiloh said.

"What's not to know? It's going to be a racing party!" Allie said. "But um, don't bring your running shoes with you. Because when I say 'racing party' I mean a go cart race party not a running race party." Allie said. Shiloh, Brad and Mandy looked at Allie like she has lost her mind. "I made that mistake three years ago." Brad just ignored Allie and how silly she's being and just looked at Shiloh.

"What Allie's trying to say is that you should totally come! You know, since you're an amazing racer." Brad said. Since Mandy's father is the head spy at the CIA, she knew pretty well that Shiloh knew nothing about racing. But Mandy decided to play along with it because she knew that Shiloh will embarrass herself in front of Brad and Allie later.

"Really? You're a racer, huh? Tell me about the go carts you've driven." Mandy said.

"Huh? Oh my go carts!" Shiloh said, pretending to smirk. "I...I...I've driven lots of go carts before. The fast kind, the speedy kind and even the ancient kind!" Shiloh said, stammering at first. She is clearly lying and Mandy knew it. However, Brad and Mandy were still unaware of it. Brad thought Shiloh is just being funny.

"She's just joking!" Brad said, chuckling. "I bet you've won tons of trophies!" Shiloh nodded, playing along with it. She still had that massive crush on Brad and wanted to impress him.

"Oh yeah! I've got all types of trophies. Big ones, little ones and they even gave me the trophy for having the fattest go cart trophy ever!" Shiloh lied.

"Really? Wow!" Brad exclaimed, totally impressed.

"Awesome! Are you going to come with us or what?" Allie asked Shiloh. Brad grabbed onto Shiloh's arm and smiled at her.

"Come on, we're going to have so much more fun if you come with us!" Brad said, smiling his amazing smile at Shiloh. When Shiloh saw Brad's hand on her arm, she smiled down at it, looked up at him and smiled.

"Oh okay, I'll come." Shiloh said at last. Suddenly, the bell for first period rings. Brad and Allie started walking to their first class and waved off at Shiloh.

"See you later, Shiloh!" Allie said, waving goodbye at her. As usual, most of the boys were following her. When the two were completely out of sight, Mandy turned and smiled deviously at Shiloh.

"Just so you know, Brad hates people who lie just to impress him." Mandy told Shiloh. Shiloh just raised an eyebrow at Mandy.

"Okay, why are you telling me this, exactly?" Shiloh asked.

"Well, if you're really an amazing racer then...I guess we'll all find out tonight, when you race with Thomas Jones." Mandy said. "He's been racing for six years already. Lets see who'll win." Mandy said, suddenly laughing that same evil laugh that villains do in the movies. Shiloh pretended to go along with it, but as soon as she did, Mandy stopped and gave her the evil eye. Mandy started walking to her first period class while Shiloh stood there, all doomed. She knew that she couldn't race in a go cart race if her life depended on it. She was even afraid of getting up on the steering wheel. So with no other choice, Shiloh began to walk to her first period class as well.