Author's Note: HawiianChick12; Thank you for the review and I'm glad you liked it.

LabRatsWhore; You will see half of those dirty dreams I mentioned.

She moaned breathlessly as he slid his tongue into her mouth. She kissed back while moving her hips against his, causing him him to groan. She could feel his hardness sliding between her folds. She gripped his shoulder as they both deepened the kiss. He quickly lifted one of her legs before thrusting his 10' inch dick into her dripping pussy.

'Oh God, Jeremy! Fuck me Mr. Jackson!'

He grunted while slamming his hips against her, his hazel-blue eyes rolling behind his head. "Oh Sherise..."

"Sherise!"

Sherise snapped her brown eyes open her hand between her legs and standing at the doorway was Breana with a bright crimson blush on her face. Sherise sighed before wipping her hand on her sheets before looking up with questioning eyes.

Breana nodded before explaining why she interrupted. "There's someone at the door."

Sherise nodded her thanks before heading towards the door. On the other side was the post man. She looked at the time on her cable box right there in the living room and seen it was 2:00 pm. She groaned before taking the large yellow envelope the man had.

"Thanks Mel."

The post man dipped his head before moving off towards the next house. Sherise shut the door before heading towards her brown leather couch. As she sat down with her legs propped up, Breana sat in the love seat.

"What is it? Did you order another dildo from Amazon?"

Sherise gave the teen a glare before shaking her head. "It's from California." was all she said before opening the envelope.

A white sheet of paper that looked like a letter was typed on was pulled out a second later.

"What does it say?"

The twenty one year old rolled her eyes before reading the letter out loud.

'Dear Miss Everett,

This is Chris Peterson, co-creator of Lab Rats. I'm happy to inform you that you have won the contest and that your idea will be used for the next episode. There's two tickets for you and a friend...'

The paper flew out of her hand as her mouth was slightly ajar. She couldn't believe it. She was going to actually meet Jeremy. The sound of Breana calling her went on deaf ears. She couldn't hear anyone else but her inner thoughts.

"Sherise!"

The dark skinned young woman shook her head before looking across at the teen sitting in her love seat. Breana got up and walked over to the couch before picking up the letter.

'Here's a number to me. #888-333-6666. Hope to see you soon.

Love the lab rats family and crew.'

Sherise moved her legs just as Breana sat with a heavy sigh. She looked at the floor for the longest time before looking up. "Call your mother. I'll call Chris when you're done."

Breana nodded before pulling out her white iPhone out of her light blue denim skinny jeans. Apparently she was already to go, as she had on a white one shoulder top and a pair of white and light blue Nike air Jordan's. The phone rung twice before the voice of her mother came on the other end.

"Nothing happened. Why do you think something happened, before I could even say anything?"

There was a quick pluse before the teen groaned. Breana looked over at Sherise who was smiling at conversation.

"I'm calling because...well you remember that contest I told you about?"

Another pluse before the teen nodded, a habit Sherise was even guilty of.

"Yes. Sherise won and she wants to take me to California with her." Breana stopped twirling her hair and cast concern eyes on Sherise.

Sherise raised a eyebrow as she tilted her head before mouthing, "What?"

Breana rolled her eyes before handing out her phone and covered the bottom. "She wants to talk to you."

Sherise wanted to shout why. It's not that she don't like Breana's mother, quite the apposite. She just don't think her mind could handle the long list of demands. With a deep breath she held the phone to her right ear. "Hello ."

It was Breana's turn to watch the conversation and quick pluses.

"I'm not sure but I'll have her call you when we land."

Breana noticed the habit that everyone must have as she watched her friend nod to something her mother said.

"Alright. Bye-bye."

Sherise pressed the end button before handing the phone over. Then she pulled out her white Samsung galaxy and dialed the number on the letter. With a shaky breath she pushed talk before pressing her phone against her right ear. One ring...two rings...three rings...

"Oh...yes hi Mr. Peterson. My name is Sherise Everett."

Breana grinned when she seen that Sherise got through.

"Yes. I have a friend coming with me. I guess we'll be there around nine tonight...alright. We'll see you in the morning."

Sherise hung up and threw the phone on the couch before heading upstairs. A few minutes later she came down wearing black leggings, a black shirt with a white agents of shield symbol on the front, and black Jordan's. She grabbed her jacket in her left as her right held her black duffle bag and on her back was a black northface book-bag.

"Ready? I called the cab, it'll be here soon."

Breana stood by the door with her pink and grey duffle bag. The sound of a horn caused the girls to head out but not before Sherise grabbed her phone and locked up the house that wasn't really her's. It was her adopted sister and like the car, let her stay there as she had moved to a nice condo. Sherise looked out the cab window as the car drove off. She was a step closer to meeting Jeremy Kent Jackson and to be honest, she was scared to death.