WORD COUNT: 850

Title of chapter: Fiesty

Author note:/ Oh, this chapter spices things up ;P

Chase's POV:

Adam's nice...He's so caring...even if I only talked to him for like 3 minutes, I can tell he's a nice guy. I should think about befriending him. He seems...cool. Adam could be a good friend, I can already tell. Once I got back to the gym, I went straight to Bree. ''Hey, you ok?'' She asked. I nodded. ''Just need to get back in my normal clothes,so, I'll see you in a minute.'' I said walking into the guys locker room.

I walked straight to my locker and took off my P.E shirt, looking for my regular shirt. La, la, la, here you are! I pulled on my blue top and searched for my skinnys in my book bag. La, la, la, here you are. I slipped off my shoes and out of my shorts and pulled my pants on. I buttoned them up when I heard a wolf whistle. I took a deep breath and turned around to see some guy.

''Well, someone looks extra fine today,'' He said, walking closer to me. I put my hand up from stopping him from getting closer. ''Awh, come one babe, don't do that.'' He said, taking my hand and kissing it softly. I fought the blush from coming up to my cheeks. ''Who are you?'' I asked, shoving his face away. ''I,'' He bowed. ''Am Dylan.'' He said, kneeling on one knee.

What the hell? ''Um...'' I said awkwardly, picking up my clothes and shoving them in my book bag, wanting to get away from him as quick as possible. ''uh, what do you want?'' I asked, taking out my phone to check the time. Wrong move. He snatched the phone out of my hand, texting something into it, before handing it back. ''Um, I have a boyfriend...'' I said, checking the time again.

Damn. 8 minutes till German. I growled, shoving my phone back into my pocket and sliding my backpack on my shoulder. ''Well to bad, I thought we could uh...'' He smirked, eyes traveling over my body. ''Do...stuff...'' He said, full out grinning. I scoffed, crossing my arms and strutting my hip out. ''Dumb. Ass.'' I said, starting to walk away when I felt a sharp pain in my ass.

''OW!'' I squealed, spinning around to an oh-so-cocky smirk on Dylan's face, biting his lip and staring down where my ass was. ''Uh, pervert, my face is up here.'' I said. He looked up, moving closer, till we were inches apart. He grabbed my ass. ''What are you going to do bout it?'' He asked, squeezing harder. Anger rose as i stepped back, causing him to let go, and slapped him...HARD.

Dylan yelped as I kicked him in the stomach, causing him to strut his back out, as I move swiftly, taking his arm and shoving it behind his back. ''Don't.'' I growled, before moving my lips to his ear. ''Do that.'' I kissed his cheek teasingly. ''Ever.'' I said, shoving him to the ground, earning a moan from him. ''Fiesty.'' I raised an eyebrow at him. ''I like it.'' I rolled my eyes, walking out of the locker room as the bell rang.

My ass hurt. Damn, he hit hard.

Dylan's POV:

Ugh. He's sassy, feisty and one huge diva. What did I get myself into? I got up, spitting at the ground as I limped over to my locker, grabbing my book bag and looking in a mirror. That son of a bitch.

I winced as I touched the forming brush on my cheek. Where the hell, did he learn that? The bell rang, and I looked around. Well no one is here, so...I took my phone out, dialing the number I knew by heart.

''How did it go?'' The voice asked, huffing. I rolled my eyes. ''Perfect, I got the information, and we fucked. No, you never told me he knew moves.'' I said, releasing my sarcastic British accent out. Damn, hoe do American people talk like that? It so thick...and...weird!

My boss groaned. ''Marcus, what the hell? Your supposed to get the information! Seduce him, fuck him, get the information, tie 'im up, and bring him to headquarters. Lilly's busy trying to get his boyfriend away, you need to get close to him, make him get close to Adam, how hard is that to understand!?'' He yelled over the phone.

''I know. He hit hard, even through the mask, I need to get it checked to see if he broke my cheek or something...'' I said, rubbing the plastic that clung to my face. He growled. ''What happened?'' I explained what happened and he sighed.

''Get this fixed, Lilly will have his little whore of a boyfriend in her bed by tomorrow morning, but Chase is gonna be tough. And be careful and try not to reveal your identity to Adam. Now go to your next class.''

The line beeped and I sighed.

This is going to be the death of me.

O_O who is this Marcus/Dylan guy? What do they want from Chase? What does Adam know? Why do they need Rick away? Where's Bree? How does Chase know those moves? Does Rick really like Chase? Why am I asking all these questions? who knows! Review, and favorite, plus follow to see what happens!