Kay, just have to say this: I meant to offend or upset anyone with the previous prank. I'm sure that Justin Bieber is loved and cherished by some, but I was just illustrating how some people dislike him and all. I feel like less people liked that chapter for that reason. So I'm apologizing here for that. Sorry :'(

On another note, I'd like to send a shout-out to my sister, Elizmiss9, for coming up with the name for that last chapter, "You've Justin Pranked". She's done a story on the Immortals series by Alyson Noel, so check that out if you've read it. Thanks for your awesome comedic genius! There I said it, happy? XD Love you too :)

And yes, there shall be Chlerek love. Enjoi.

Chloe's POV

As I lay on my bed, still wearing that horrid clothing that Derek and Simon had gotten from who-knows-where. I was still fuming, but I was confident that my clothes and my stuff would be returned to normal by tomorrow.

I was so pissed at Derek… but at the same time, I missed him so much. I knew it would seem weak and girly of me to just get over the pranking to be with him, but that option was looking more and more appealing by the minute. Plus, it would mean getting him of my back, but at the same time getting Simon and probably Tori against me. But with Derek at my side, we could sort of be the Bonnie and Clyde of pranking around here. Yeah, I liked that idea. Pranking but avoiding being pranked.

And seeing as we were currently 2 for 2 on pranks, that could mean a truce would be in order. So I had to go talk to him to arrange that. Business first, arranging the truce and setting limits and agreements. Then, if I was lucky, a nice hot make out session. Yeah, that sounded good, like hot chocolate on a cold windy day. Mmm, Derek was my hot chocolate.

I decided to talk to him tomorrow, once I was in my normal clothes and he could look at me with a straight face. Until then, apparently I was stuck in this… stuff.

Just then, Tori walked in, a scowl on her face.

"So how are you going to get him back for this?" She gestured to her outfit, all decked out with the face and name of Justin Bieber. I kept a poker face on the outside, playing my cards right to get away with switching sides without being detected.

"Um, I'm not sure yet. Any ideas?" She thought, and then shook her head.

"Surprisingly, nada. We'll probably think of something soon. Wanna brainstorm?" I had to avoid this, I knew I couldn't convincingly "plot" to prank Derek when really I was turning tail on her. She'd see through me in a heartbeat. I decided to change the subject.

"I can't plot on an empty stomach, what time is it?" I hadn't eaten since around 8 that morning, so my stomach was understandably growling. She looked on her phone, and announced "Just after 6. Mr. Bae said we're eating in tonight, so we'd better go snag the good frozen meals before the vacuum cleaner in the next room gets to them." I nodded and got up to go with her. We walked over to the guys room next door, which, unfortunately, had the freezer inside. Seriously, every other room in the motel had one had one? Cheap…

As we picked out the meals, Derek came over, snickered at our outfits again, and then leaned against the wall.

"So, you two aren't planning anything further then? No pranks, no tricks?" he asked slyly, and I rolled my eyes.

"If we were, then we wouldn't tell you, now would we?" Tori told him. Internally, I thought that soon Derek and I would be saying the same back to her.

"Go play with Simon for a while, you're bugging us," Tori whined at him, and I snickered at her intentionally childish voice. Derek just stayed where he was.

"Simon's in the shower. I don't have anyone to play with." He put on a puppy dog face and looked directly at me, and I turned my head away before I could get the worst of it.

"Nuh uh. I don't wanna play with you, unless it's baseball and you're acting as the ball." Derek cringed comically.

"Ouch, harsh baby. Are you sure? Because there are other games we can play that are a lot more fun…" his sentence trailed off suggestively, and it took all my willpower not to whimper. Just a few more hours, then he's mine again, a few more hours…

"No. We're enemies, remember?" I told him, and he shrugged, going back to distant and emotionless.

"Fine. Later." He turned and left, probably to go play World of Warcraft of whatever he did in his free time. Tori looked at me almost sympathetically.

"That must be kind of hard for you, having to fight him and all," she said. I shook my head, I had to keep her thinking I was still against him.

"Nah, this is just me making up for all the times he was bitchy to me." I put on my best "evil revenge" face, like I believed what I was saying.

"C'mon, these are gonna defrost before they're even in the micro." I grabbed her elbow and steered her towards the door quickly. Not much longer…

Derek POV

When Simon was done in the bathroom, he came out fully dressed and looking ready for his date. Only thing wrong was his expression. He looked like a kid who had just been asked to stay after school and clean all the whiteboards by hand. I sniggered.

"Hey, don't look at me like that. You brought this on yourself. Where you meeting her?"

"The Starbucks," he muttered. "We're going, God help me, rollerblading at the park, and then we're going to a little bistro place she knows. I think I'm going to die." He looked genuinely scared, but there was nothing I could do.

"Take your phone, you could pretend go get sick or something and I could pick you up," I offered. He shook his head, looking determined.

"No. I made a promise, and I intend to keep it. I just hope the prank was worth going through this hell." I fist bumped him, and told him it would be. He left the room, telling him to cover for him with the others. Right, cover for him. I loved my brother, but I was fairly certain that Chloe would switch sides once I got to her tomorrow morning. I was tired of just the her and I pranking, and I was ready to start getting the others too. This would be the first attack of the New World Order. I was going to tell everyone that he had a hot date with a girl downtown, and watch the fireworks.

Until then, though, I had some time to kill. What to do, what to do. I checked my wallet, I had about two bucks. Okay, I'm not leaving then. I checked my dad's laptop, which he had bought while sometime on the run. I'm not even going to ask where he got the cash for that. I opened the main screen and opened up an internet page. The cursor blinked at me when I clicked on the URL bar, my mind empty of any websites to go to. I sighed, and then typed in a gaming website.

I clicked on the first one that was in the box on the screen, and waited for it to load. Turns out it was a game called Seed. You had to breed flowers. I sat back and cracked my knuckles. This was right up my alley. I set to work making genetic enhancements to them, smiling when a particularly cool one came up. This game was freaking fun!

"Wow. Just when I thought you couldn't get any weirder…" I looked over my shoulder and saw Tori, staring at the screen, a confused look on her face.

"What-… why-… you know what, it's not worth it. Have fun with your girly-ass game," she muttered, and turned back out of the room.

"What the hell were you doing in here anyways?" I yelled back at her, but felt my cheeks go a bit red anyways at her words. I cursed myself for not putting the deadbolt on the door.

A little while later, my dad walked in.

"Where's Simon?" he asked me, and I grinned internally, keeping a straight face on the outside. Time to implement the plan.

"Well, see dad, he caught up with a girl he used to know at Starbucks yesterday, and he told me that he was going to hit the town with her tonight. Oh and he said to tell you earlier, sorry, I kind of forgot." I made sure my face was deadly serious, and he looked like he believed me. Oh yeah, crinkly foil wrapper payback, bro!

"Why didn't he tell me this before?" he asked me, slowly, controlled.

"He said you'd probably stop him, but nothing could prevent him from seeing the love of his life. You'd only be an obstacle that he could overcome." I watched gleefully as his face turned slightly puce, and then he took a few deep breaths.

"Do you know where he went?" he asked, and I shook my head.

"Nope. All he said was not to be worried if he didn't come back until the wee hours of the morning." This just kept getting better and better.

"I'm going to go talk to Lauren, and-"

"You can't go and find him, that'll just make him want to sneak out some more. We can move motels though, that might help," I quickly suggested, not wanting him to ruin Simon's "fun night on the town" by taking him home and cutting it short. He nodded.

"Okay, we'll do that. And when he comes home," he tapped one fist to his other palm, "he is going to get it." I waited until he was out of earshot, and I started snickering. This was going to be hilarious!

After an hour, I thought of something that I hadn't before. Simon was going to find out what happened tonight, which left a window when I wouldn't be in an alliance with anybody. That would be a perfect opportunity for him to get me. I decided that I might as well go talk to Chloe then, and see if she'd join me. Which probably meant I had to return her clothes. Oh well.

I walked downstairs and pulled all the smallest items of clothing out of the boxes in the lounge. On another thought, I pulled out Tori's laptop too. I stuck them all in a bag and carried it back up to the room. I stuffed it in the closet and went to the girls room. My dad was sitting on the couch, talking with Lauren, and I heard the shower running. Chloe was lounging on her bed, and playing a game on her iPod. I couldn't blame her for not listening to it, honestly. I sat down on the bed, startling her. She raised an eyebrow at my expression. I leaned down close to her ear, pushing her back on to the pillows, making sure no one could see us.

"I'm offering a deal you don't want to miss. Come by my room in ten minutes. Cover for yourself. There will be incentives." She nodded once, and went back to the iPod, being subtle. Good girl, she was learning. I got up, and covered my walking in by pretending to look for the pad of hotel stationary. I held it up as I walked out.

"Doing some blueprints for another prank," I said with what I hoped was a convincing smile to my father. He nodded and continued his conversation. Back in my room, I passed the time by arranging all her stuff on the bed behind me, where she could see it without being able to get to it. Soon enough, she walked in.

"Your cover story?" I asked her curtly.

"I'm going down to get some ice," she said, throwing the bucket down on the floor.

"Make it qui-" She stopped as she saw all her things in front of her, but directly behind me. She returned her attention to me.

"The incentive?" she asked, giving a half smile.

"You guessed it," I told her.

"Well, I think an alliance is now in order. Did you hear about Simon sneaking out from my dad?" She nodded.

"Well, that's actually a load of crap. I'll tell you the real story later. But that was me pranking Simon. And I need to go in to an alliance with you now even more than before, because when he comes home and realizes what I did, I'll be attacked immediately. But with a mind as deviously devilish as yours on my side," I gave an evil smile, "It wont be half as bad. And honestly, I've really missed you." I let my true emotion come through in this sentence, so she could see that it wasn't just professional benefit that made me approach her.

"So what do you say? You get your clothes back, get to go against Tori, Simon, my dad, and Lauren, and also get this?" I gestured to myself. She grinned.

"Sounds awesome. But I do have a few conditions." She held up a finger.

"One. We agree not to prank each other, forever and always… or at least until this whole war is over." I nodded.

"Agreed."

"Okay. Two. We do nothing that will make the others either a) hate either one of us for life, or b) permanently damage them or their property. Because I know Tori, and I know she'll make me pay back every cent of any damaged goods." It was my turn to crack a smile.

"Also agreed. That it?"

"One more. You keep the streaks. It really gives you this feminist look, and it's kind of hot." I shook my head, smiling, and sighed.

"Alright. Agreed. Now for the fun stuff." I walked forward and crushed my lips to her, and felt her eager response. She shifted forward, pulling me down for a better grip. Her fists tangled in my hair, and damn if it didn't feel awesome as hell. I breathed in shallowly as I kissed her passionately, bringing my hands around her tiny waist and hoisting her up. Oh, I had missed this. I must have been delusional if I thought I could go for any length of time without her.

She broke the kiss first, very abruptly.

"Not that I don't love doing that, and don't plan on coming right back after I'm done, but-" she reached around me, grabbed an outfit from the bed, and skipped backwards, leaving me growling and with arms that felt empty without her.

"Make it quick," I said, low, and heard her light laugh from the bathroom. And quick she was. In less than a minute, she was back in my arms, and I was mentally considering keeping her there forever.

"You know, I really, really missed this," I murmured to her between kisses. I felt her smile against my lips.

"So come up with a solution, genius," she said.

"Never leave."

At ten thirty, Simon finally walked in. I was hoping for a bit later, to go with what everyone thought, but hey, what can you do? We were all seated in the living area, including the girls. Chloe had changed back in to the JB clothes, so as not to tip off anyone. My dad was in the center, a steely look in his eyes. Simon took one look and knew exactly what happened. He gave me a quick glare before my dad launched in to a tirade.

"What were you thinking? You could have been spotted and kidnapped and taken back by the Edison Group! You met up with a girl that could have been a spy or something, and-" He continued on for a good long while after that, with Chloe and I just smiling in the background when the adults didn't notice. Ah, victory felt good. Once Simon was pronounced "grounded" and confined to the room until we left the motel, Chloe and I snuck downstairs. We walked hand in hand towards the desk clerk guy, who kind of seemed to be in on everything. He gave us a nod, and Chloe slipped a 5 his way as we went over to the employee lounge. I mean, making out in front of everyone was fun for like a minute, but then people started to get uncomfortable and Lauren butted in and yadda ya… yeah we had learned that lesson the hard way. So paying a bit extra was worth the privacy. Hold on, paying… I paused, as I distinctly remembered taking her wallet and not returning it. I looked at her quizzically, and she just gave me a sly smile. She held up my brown wallet, waved it for a second, and put it back in my pocket. Damn, she was a pretty good pickpocket! Wonder where she picked that up.

I led her to the biggest couch in the area and lay her down on it. Slowly, tenderly, I pressed my mouth to hers. The taste of her was heady and sweet, and I took it in eagerly. She fisted the back of my shirt and pressed me closer to her. I took her face in both my hands and regretfully pulled it away. But I pressed my face in to her neck and sucked gently on the skin there. She moaned quietly, and traced her hands all over my shoulders and neck. I traveled up and down the side of her face, inhaling deeply. I kissed a trail down her chin, coming to the corner of her mouth. Impatient, she pulled me to where she wanted me. Our mouths moved in unison, and every cell in my body screamed that I was perfectly happy right where I was. But we had other business to attend to. Unwillingly, I backed away.

"Business time?" she asked breathlessly. I nodded.

"Alright." She sat up and straightened her shirt, then brushed her hair back with her hands.

"So, I call to order this meeting of… what should we call ourselves?" she asked. "Every awesome group needs an awesome name." I nodded slowly.

"I'm not sure. What about…"

"The Dirty Mistresses Club!" she said brightly. I just looked at her, and then she wilted.

"I watch too much Grey's Anatomy, huh?"

"Ya think? Alright, moving on from the name, because we can decide that later. What should our first official prank be? Simon's doesn't count, we weren't allied in that yet." Her brow furrowed.

"Well, we could always leave Tori's stuff hidden for longer, but I want to do something new too." I nodded.

"I think that we should get my dad and Lauren with it too. We could always do a series prank, kind of like what I did to you, only more complicated." Her head bobbed slowly, thoughtfully.

"Yeah, like we can rig some doors, or set some trip wire alarms, or set up four different things, each triggered by one person, that affect the other three," she added.

"Good idea. But how to implement it…" For the next half hour, we figured out the mechanics of the prank. Myself, I thought it was going to rock. We figured out what we needed, and it turns out we already had most of it. But it was going to require some of the hotel's materials (desk clerk guy, again) and a whole hell of a lot of fishing line. I knew a place just down the street that was open really late that sold it, but I had to conserve my slowly dwindling supply of money, so we'd figure out exactly how much we needed first.

"Alright, so Lauren's is the alarm, and it leads to the other rooms, right?" Chloe asked me, drawing the diagram on a piece of paper she snagged from a nearby table.

"Right, and the rooms are 40 feet apart, so that's how much we'll need for the first one. And Tori's is-"

"The bathroom door. That one hits the closets," she finished.

"Mmmhmm," I murmured. "And Simon's is his insulin kit, and that gets both refrigerators."

"Right. And the last is Mr. Bae's, and that's his glasses. That one goes to… the toilets and tubs?" she asked, her bottom lip between her teeth as she tried to decipher the drawing.

"Yeah. Here, let me see." I took the pad of paper, and I examined it.

"So in all, that's about 1500 feet of fishing line. Damn, how much is that going to be?" I stood up and took out my wallet, and eyed the measly 20 bill left in it.

"I'm not sure if this'll cover it." Before I could protest, Chloe slipped another 20 in next to mine. She looked me straight in the eye as she did it.

"We're in this together, so we spend equally." I nodded, and then pulled on my jacket.

"I'm going to get the line, you get the materials. Remember, you cannot fail," I added in a mission director type voice. She smiled and winked.

"I've got it covered."

Chloe POV

Once Derek left, I approached the front desk guy. I kept telling myself I had to play this role, and I couldn't let him see what I was really doing. Besides, Mr. Bae said that we were checking out tomorrow, so who cared what he thought once we were gone? I only half believed that. I really hoped Derek would already be in the car when I was passing this guy tomorrow. Because if he saw how he'd act… let's just say there'd be a guy walking around bowlegged and muttering about girls and their overprotective, overreacting boyfriends…

I put on my best alluring smile as I approached the desk. The guy put down his magazine (I swear to you I saw 'playboy' written on it) and looked up, recognizing me.

"Hey there," I purred, feeling the lines sounding real enough. He raised an eyebrow, having seen me walk in just a while before with Derek.

"Where's your guy?" he asked, subconsciously leaning forward. He couldn't have been more than 20 or so, but he sure wasn't much to look at.

"I ditched him. He was too, ah, immature for me. I like an older man," I murmured, trailing my finger along his sleeve while stifling the urge to vomit. He raised his eyebrows, looking pleased. Good, it was working.

"Well, you see sir, I need a favor," I continue, looking at him from beneath my lashes. He nodded, spellbound. Okay, I'm sure I'm not that good, and my looks weren't exactly at their best (ahem, black hair, ahem), but this apparently love-starved guy was eating it up! Made my job easier.

"I'm going to need about, oh, 15 of those ice buckets, and 5 or 6 bags of flour from the kitchen," I said, and saw him blink like he just came up from underwater.

"15 b-" He was talking too loudly, and I quickly shushed him.

"Shh, yes, 15 of those and 5 bags of flour. I really need them tonight, and I know that a man in a high position such as yours knows exactly where to get them," I told him, and caught his dazed smile again. But then he frowned.

"I'm not sure I can get those without the management noticing," he worried, and I waved that away.

"They wont notice, they don't care about those silly things. But-" I whispered, moving in close to his ear, "there will be a reward if you help me." I'm pretty sure he whimpered. Uh, ew! He nodded.

"Okay. But please," he paused, and licked his lips, "make it a good reward." He winked, and then left his station. Once I was sure he was out of earshot and sight, I gagged, literally. If he thought I was even coming close to touching him in any form other than a punch or kick, then he was going to be disappointed! I waited about 10 minutes, and then he returned, carrying a box full of my materials.

"Thanks," I purred, going back to as appealing as I knew how. He actually believed me, poor, naïve mama's boy.

"You'll get your reward tomorrow, don't worry," I told him as I took the box, ignoring his offers to help (seriously, not going to set women's rights back a few hundred years by letting that dweeb try and help me). I took the box back to the lounge, where Derek and I agreed to meet. He was already there, having slipped in the back door.

"Got it," he said, holding up a few thick rolls of the line. I grinned.

"Awesome. I got my stuff." I gestured to the box on the table between us. He peeked inside, and said "perfect." I picked up the box, which was surprisingly not that heavy, and waited for him to pick up his bag.

"Time to put our prank together."

The plan was to set up fishing line to four points, each directed at a specific person. The line would lead to something affecting the three other people. Therefore, everyone would get pranked three times, technically by someone else who was supposedly not against them. And there you have it, instant chaos!

The first one we had to set up was Aunt Lauren's. She had her own alarm clock that she used to wake up, so we'd stick some line on the snooze button. Then, we'd thread it over Tori's bed to attach to a bucket of ice resting on the headboard. The same thread would also go through the corridor and in to the guys room, since we'd prop both doors open. It's go to the headboards of the guys beds, also with buckets of ice on them. Once they were all successfully awake at Aunt Lauren's usual time, 5:30 am, the next part would happen.

Since Tori always had to go to the bathroom right when she got up, she'd head over there first. When she pulls the door open, the line going above her head in two directions would be pulled. Those would cause a small chain reaction of tipped over flour buckets in both closets, which would coat everything, according to Derek's calculations of placements. They probably wouldn't get this one until they went to change.

At the same time, when Mr. Bae reaches for his glasses on the bedside table, he'd also pull some wires. This would go to both bathrooms and dump all the dry towels as well as the waterproof items, like deodorant and toothpaste, in to the toilet and tub. When they fell in to the tub, they'd trigger another line wrapped around the shower knob and toilet handle, so the bigger items would be drenched too.

Last would be Simon. He'd go for his morning blood test and insulin injection. His kit would be rigged up to the fridges, and when he picked it up, the line would open both fridges. Also, I was going to rig up some extra line to the food items inside them, so when the doors opened, all the food would come out too. It was going to take a while to get the placements just right while staying absolutely silent, but it's be totally worth it. This was going to be the epicest prank ever. I think I've said that before. Whatever.

It was around 5 in the morning by the time we finally finished, so we had half an hour to relax. After pulling that all-nighter, we didn't want to sleep now and miss all the fun. And yeah, we "relaxed". Wink wink.

We each found a nice little hiding spot in a darkened corner of the symmetrical rooms where we could watch all the fun. We each had a camera- there were two among all of us. One was the guys, belonging to Mr. Bae and one was the girl's, belonging to Tori. (AN - I'm pretty sure that's who they belong to, cuz I can't really remember and I'm too lazy to look it up, so tell me if I'm wrong :P)

Just as the clock on my phone screen changed to 5:30 am, I heard the alarm go off. I grinned in the darkness and readied my camera. I heard the beeping stop, and then four girly shrieks from all directions. Wait, four girly shrieks? Oh my God.

I heard Tori swing out of her bed and turn on the light. She stomped over to the bathroom, snarling death threats under her breath. We snapped pictures, with her never noticing the sound. Before she reached the door, though, a large thump from inside caught her attention, right on cue. Mr Bae must've grabbed his glasses. She wrenched open the door in time to see all the stuff beginning the rinse cycle in the toilet and tub. She shrieked again, not moving from her spot though. I knew it was only a matter of time before Simon, having gotten up already, would pick up his kit. Aunt Lauren came over, moaning weakly with Tori at the sight of their stuff. She, however, went forward and turned off the shower.

"Where's Chloe?" Tori yelled suddenly, and I had to stifle giggles. She found it out finally! Aunt Lauren and her exchanged a glance as they got it at the same time.

"She's in on this. Let's go see if Derek got pranked too," my aunt suggested, and they walked off together. I took picture after picture of them, following them silently as Derek taught me. Neither of them noticed the wire still, and I supposed that was a good thing. If they never knew how we did it, then we could use it again… but eventually, one of them would figure it out.

In the guys room, Mr. Bae and Simon were standing together, surveying the damage.

"Was Derek pranked with this too?" Tori asked immediately, and both of them shook their heads.

"An alliance," Mr. Bae breathed, putting it together. "The two people who we least suspected to join up went against the rest of us together. Ingenious." At that moment, in some cosmically synchronized move, Derek and I both jumped up.

"Hell yeah! It was classic!" Derek shouted, just as I yelled "We got you good!" Honestly, sometimes I scared myself with how awesome I was. Not to sound conceited or anything. I cackled and hi-fived Derek. Simon groaned, and then walked over to the bathroom.

"I suppose as long as I'm up," he murmured. In a second, we heard yet another girly scream as the echo of the fridge banging open and its contents flying out sounded. Derek and I laughed in unison, and leaned against the wall for support as we busted up.

"Don't open your closets," he choked out, and I laughed even harder, tears streaming down my face. Tori rolled her eyes, and sighed.

"Well, I suppose I know what this means," she muttered, pissed. Oh yeah.

"IT'S THE NEW WORLD ORDER!" Derek roared.

"Chloe and Derek style!" I added. This was going to kick serious ass. They wouldn't know what was about to hit them.

Mmkay. So I'm squeezing in this update tonight. I've had a lot going on, you guys know the story. So review for the Chlerek love! Oh, and I need some prank ideas. Suzi(shumthing shumthing), you've been great with ideas, but people, I need some more! Oh, and the person who comes up with a name for the Chloe and Derek alliance gets a username mention and a cyber cookie! (did you people not love my Grey's reference? :3) Kay, thanks for reading, review my tasty little lemon drops!