Word count: 734

Chapter tittle: Adam and Bree VS Rick

Disclaimer: DO NOT OWN LAB RATS.

Author Note: OMFG. I havent updated in 4EVA. so sorry, but, this chapter may be bad :( i'll update better next time D:

Bree's POV:

Ugh. where is he? I looked around the empty halls, before heading past the boys locker rooms. ''Lilly, stop!'' I heard passing it. I froze, reconizing the voice. ''Awwwhhh, baby, you know your boyfriend will be okay, It's just one little time, he'll understand, I mean, I'm more...roomy...'' Boyfriend, deep voice, probably a cheerleader hitting on him...

''Babe, NGH, Awh, god!'' I blushed, and peeked around. Rick, and a girl...Awh crap, Chase is probably still in there. My eyes swifted across the room. They were in the showers, so the locker room was at the other end. I looked back and saw Rick and the girl kissing. Slut.

I turned back around and saw Adam. He smiled. ''Hey Bree, where's Chase?'' I heard a growl from the showers as Adam talked loudly. ''Oh um, I don't know, but I wanted to ask if you wanted to come over, I bet you and Chase would be really, really, good friends.'' I said loudly, hoping Rick would hear me.

''Sure, uh...I know this sounds bad cause he has a boyfriend and all, but I think I like him already. I mean he was crying because of his boyfriend.'' I smirked. More growls and shuffling was heard from the showers and I heard the girl gasp.

Oh yeah, serves you right for being a slut. ''I bet you would make a better boyfriend than Rick ever would towards Chase, I mean, he flirts with cheerleaders, you wouldn't do that I bet, I mean, Rick is lucky to have Chase, I bet he's really good in bed, just ask some of his ex's...'' That's when Adam turned as red as a cherry, stuttering as Rick came out.

''What the hell where you just talking about?'' He growled, fixing his shirt and zipping up his bookbag. I smiled slyly. ''Nothing.''

Chase's POV:

I looked around as the bell rang and sighed. Where's Bree and Rick? Grr, I can't even understand this teacher, German is to confusing. I sighed and opened my journal, starting to doodle. My mind drifted off to other thoughts as someone sat next to me. I reached in my pocket and searched for my gum packet. I sighed, groaning and looking in my bookbag.

''Gum, gum, gum, where is my gummy gum-gum...'' I hummed, searching in the small packet of my backpack. I felt a hand under my chin and It forced me to look up. I frowned. ''Why the frown?'' I sighed and let Rick's lip crash on my own. I smiled and pulled away when I heard a cough.

''Where's my gum?!'' I looked and saw the teacher at her desk, sleeping. I giggled as everyone talked around us. Rick grabbed my hand and glared at the doorway. There, was Adam and Bree looking around. I grinned and called them over. They came over and chewed their lip. I tilted my head and looked at Rick.

He c

lenched his jaw, but smiled anyway. I frowned and looked at Adam and Bree. They grinned and I chuckled nervously. "Well...this is awkward..." I said, smacking my lips. Damn, now I wish the teacher was awake. Adam laughed. "cute." He said. I felt Rick's hand squeeze mine harder.

-end of the day (to lazy to write)-

|Adams POV|

I chewed on my pencil nervously. "Here's my room, you can hang out here." Bree said, walking off somewhere. I put my pencil on my binder and walked into her room, sitting at her desk and putting the binder on the desk. I chewed on my lip as my phone vibrated.

There was a stirring in my stomach, everything in my world going silent. 'Please don't be Marcus. Please.' I thought as I fish my phone out of my pocket and unlock it.

'I meet Chase today. Good luck.' -Marcus

I put my phone back in my pocket and grabbed my back pack and unzipped it. Grabbing the blue folder, I opened it and pulled out my profile.

Name: Adam Evans

Age: 17

Mission: Get Mr. Davenport's son safe.

Why: Marcus Butler and his boss want to use his for Davenports inventions.

My scanned over my report, the I.D, the profile picture, the mission.

I hope this is over with soon.