A/N: Here's my third chapter.

Stewie's POV

Ugh I was at school my least favorite place. I was walking down the halls when I noticed him; Bertram. I stopped right where I was. Hoping he didn't see me, but he did see me.

"Well well well," he said dripping with venom in his voice, "look what the cat dragged in."

"Yea," I said, "a cat left its catnip in the school. Right in front of me."

He grimaced. Then his face turned into an evil grin. I wanted to shoot him with my death ray I had made when I was six, but decided that that was too messy...people would begin to suspect...

"Ooo nice come back, Griffin," he replied, "did you learn that one from your mom?"

"No," I said, "but at least I don't pick mine up from random hobos."

Bertram laughed.

"Griffin," he said, "did you seriously just hear yourself?"

I lowered my head in embarrassment. I turned to my left. I had heard the most angelic laughter and turned to see Olivia laughing. I wanted to punch Bertram in his fat, chubby face. Yet something kept me from doing it...common sense maybe? Unlike my parents or siblings, I had some. I unclenched my fist.

"What's the matter?" asked Bertram, "chicken?"

"No," I said, " I just don't want the Fatman and Lois to get on my ass for getting expelled from this hell they call a school just for kicking your ginormous ass!"

I turned to walk away but yet again he called for me.

"Griffin," he called.

"What Bertram?" I asked grinding my teeth.

"You wouldn't win," he said.

"You know Bertram," I said sternly, "I have a lot more people on my side than you realize. Also for your information I'm not afraid of you."

Bertram laughed. I wanted to run at him and punch him 'till he lost consciousness, but I knew that I would be suspended for sure.

"I saw you staring at Olivia," he said, "she wouldn't be interested in you. To her you aren't anything more than a fly on a wall or a stick in the mud."

"I know her more than you," I hissed. It was true, back when we were toddlers we had a duet act that everyone loved us, but then got a job offer that she couldn't pass up. I never knew how much I cared for her until she left. But I tried to keep the act alive, but that idea just crashed and burned.

He laughed. Did I amuse him somehow? His laughter was starting to irritate me.

"We'll see," he said, "we'll see. When I win over all the citizens of Quahog hearts, she'll forget all about you."

I didn't believe him for a second. I mean why would the people of Quahog My mind raced to the image of me choking him, but I repressed that urge. I didn't need Lois and Fatman breathing down my neck, especially Lois. I didn't need to hear how 'violence only leads to more violence'. Violence was necessary if it involved Bertrum.

"Bertram," I said, "you may think you will but you won't." I walked away because the more I stood there the more I wanted to punch Bertram so I decided to let it be...for now.

Lunchtime

It was lunch. I packed my own because who knew what in the devil the school's food contained. I was sitting by Susie (of course), Jason, and Tod. Tod was the only one to get the cafeteria food. We were smart enough to bring our own lunches though. Susie apparently told a joke because Tod and Jason were laughing, yet as always I was staring at Olivia.

Her golden hair shining from the florescent cafeteria lights. I couldn't believe she was headed back to L.A tomorrow. What emotion was this that I was feeling? I thought I couldn't stand Olivia, yet here I was at the lunch table staring at her...endlessly.

"You do realize that Bertram has more advantages than you do right?" he asked.

I glared at him. Tod could be so thoughtless sometimes. Of course he had not known me when I was a baby. Clever, sneaky, and handsome....ok maybe I was going a little overboard but I was clever and sneaky. I was going to beat Bertram....again. I was determined to. Olivia looked my way and started laughing.

Yea, I was no more than a joke to her and her so called "friends." Though I think I understood why. She was a big "famous" commercial star and I was no more than an average thirteen year old who has a talking dog, dumb siblings and clueless parents. I needed to think of something big if I were to win her over....again.

A/N: Sorry it took so long to finish this chapter :(. R&R!

I would also like to take the time to thank my best friend/sister for reading this over and adding a little detail...that I don't really like doing :P , but it does in fact make the story better than it already is..her pen name is flutetenorsaxplayer2008 you should check out her stories as well :D she really likes people to R&R! she doesn't demand them, but it helps her know what she can do to either fix, add, or anything else....

again I would like to apologize for this long overdue update...i don't have a computer with internet access as often as i would like...