A/N: Heyyyyyy been a while hasn't it? Sorry! I've been pretty busy lately. I must admit though, this is one very short chapter. So...who read United We Spy? What'd you think? I didn't read it yet ;P I don't think I can. If I finish it, I'll cry because it's over. ALSO I am really mad because I was reading reviews and suddenly, I read the first sentence of the next one and BAM! One part is ruined for me. That's not cool man. There was no warning. So please, if you write something about United We Spy or any book and it contains spoilers, please tell us so! It's just so sad. I sat on my bed staring at the wall for 30 minutes. I'm not kidding. Anyways ^w^ check out my other story Morgan Just a Goode Legend if you have time and R & R!

Thanks to PotatoesAndDragons (my beta), you now can read the chapter without cringing (much) XD YAAAAAAAAAY

Disclaimer: Ally Carted owns Gallagher Girls (except for the plot)

Dee Dee POV

"Hi Mr. Abrams!" I wave at Josh's dad. "I came to pick up my" I lower my voice. "ahem, medicine."

"Oh yes, of course!" He says as he goes to the back room and comes back out with a paper bag.

"Um, also, do you think you could keep this a secret from Josh and everyone? It's kind of embarrassing."

"No problem Dee Dee." Mr. Abrams winks at me.

"Thanks Mr. Abrams! You're the best!" I grin widely at him. "Speaking of Josh...Is he here?" Before Mr. Abrams could answer, I spot Dillon.

"Dee Dee!" Dillon waves at me to come over. I quickly thank Mr. Abrams before heading over to Dillon. He was with Keith and a few other guys, but not Josh.

"Where's Josh?"

"Hello to you too, Dee Dee." Dillon smirked and took a sip of his soda. That reminded me of Zach who was waiting in the car.

Keith, being the nicer Jones brother that he is, explained.

"He's back at-" Keith said as he inhaled another bite of the half consumed BigMac he was holding. I will never get why boys eat like they're starved dogs. Josh doesn't eat like that, he's actually civilized. "School getting his notebook for some Fibs test." Keith made a face and swallowed. "He told us he'd catch up, but he's still not here. We're just waiting to see if he shows."

Dillon suddenly grins cheekily, leaning closer to me and whispers, "So what's the news on Tina hanging with the Girls?" I swear, Dillon probably gossips more than Tina does.

"I don't know." What if he helped me?

"Dillon?"

"Yeah."

"First of all, are you gorillas or something? Can't you eat like civilized human beings? At least swallow first." Dillon opened his mouth to say something, but I beat him to it.

"Also- Are we friends?" I honestly didn't know myself.

"Ooh! That's harsh!" Keith winced and Dillon mock gasped. Unfortunately, his mouth was still full of food and Dillon- being the cocky, dramatic, uncivilized jerk he was- choked.

After three heimlich maneuvers performed by Mr. Abrams, Dillon could finally breathe. When Dillon gained his breath and finished another bottle of water, he didn't miss a beat.

"C'mon! We've known each other for what? Like forever?"

"So would you help me with something?"

"Depends... if I help you, then you have to give me something in return." He eyed his partly consumed food suspiciously, as if it would somehow get stuck in his throat again.

"Like what?" I prepared myself for the worst.

"Tell me what's going on." Mmm... not so bad.

"With what?" I knew what he meant but hoped I was wrong.

"You know." Dillon shrugged, deeming it worthy and shoved a fist full of fries into his mouth. I wrinkled my nose in disgust at the oil that was left on the palm of his hand. "Tina and stuff."

"You keep talking about Tina." Keith smiled evilly. "Do you like her that much?"

The other two guys snickered. Dillon punched Keith's arm.

"Ow! Geez! You better not do that to Tina on a date or else she'll dump you and text the whole school about it." Dillon glared at Keith.

"Keith."

"Yeah?"

"Shut up."

I couldn't help but think that Dillon and Tina would be the best and the worst couple. Ever. If they were together it would be hell at school. I shuddered.

"Guys, can we get back to the subject at hand?"

"So will you tell me?"

I thought for a moment and made up my mind. "Okay."

I held up the bag and waved at Zach. He looked grumpy. I got in the car and slammed the door. Immediately, he started driving. Yup, Zachary Goode is officially upset.

"So how's Jimmy?" I ignore the fact that he deliberately said "Jimmy" instead of Josh.

"He's fine." I say quietly. Zach probably thought I went to see him. (A/N: I'll skip all the stuff that happened in the car because you already know what happens. If you forgot, see chapter 5.)

I dashed into the bathroom and locked the door. Knowing Zach would want to use it soon, I quickly turned on the shower and got in.

Fully clothed.

Ugh. Sometimes I can be so airheaded.

I thought about what Dillon had suggested. Maybe it would work. I needed to start small.

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