Authors Note: This is the third and final installment of Cherí's Angels. I hope you've had as much fun reading it as I've had writing it. Much thanks to Angel, who came up with the idea for this chapter. She's a genius, I'm tellin' you!

Cherí's Angels: Shane's Revenge

I wasn't surprised when Shane glared at Caitlyn and I throughout breakfast. Mitchie only got one of his 'don't you dare do that again' looks; probably because they're dating, then he was perfectly amiable to her. Caitlyn and I were, however, still getting dirty looks and growls. Literally. That boy could pass for a dog when he acts like that. I guess it's a good thing he doesn't know we sent his mom a copy of what Mitchie taped. We sent if off before we came down, so she should get it today.

Caitlyn, Mitchie and I couldn't wait until tonight. While the video was uploading, we got to talking, and we think we know what Shane will try to pilfer. We have now hidden those items in a secure place that Shane will never even think of looking.

Since it was Sunday, there were no classes, meaning Connect 3 and Cherí's Angels had no campers to harass....I mean teach. Anyway, the six of us were hanging out in a secluded spot by the lake after supper when Mrs. Gray called Nate, who put the call on speaker.

"Hey you guys! I just wanted to thank you for the video! It just made my day!" Caitlyn, Mitchie and I were suddenly very interested in the birds flying in the sunset.

"Video? What video?" Jason asked. Shoot the monkey. We forgot to put a note in the package asking her not to mention the video to her sons. Oh boy.

"Oh, you know! The one where you're trying to find your hair products." Mrs. Gray replied with a laugh. "Who'd you get to film you? They did a great job." Jason, Shane and Nate's gaze simultaneously swung to us. That's a really pretty bird. Oh! Chipmunk! Maybe I shouldn't have had that Dr. Pepper.

"Girls?" Shane asked in that sickeningly sweet voice that said 'is there something you aren't telling us'?

"Boys?" Caitlyn mimicked. I stifled a giggle.

"You didn't!" Jason exclaimed. We grinned. Shane scowled. Jason and Nate just stared. Then it donned on Nate.

"Mitchie! You had a video camera!" Someone should give Nate a cookie.

"The boys didn't know they were being filmed?" Mrs. Gray asked.

"Yep!" Mitchie happily replied. Mrs. Gray laughed.

"Very sneaky! Well, thanks again for sending it to me! TTYL!" All six of us collectively grimaced when Mrs. Gray used texting language. We chorused our good byes.

"You video taped us!" Shane exclaimed. Someone's rather slow on the uptake here. But 'ya gotta love Shane. After all, we can't all be perfect.

"Honestly, Shane. Did you really think we'd let this perfectly good opportunity slip through our fingers? And besides, you look so cute when you're sleeping." Mitchie responded. Shane perked up a bit at the last part. She sure knew how to stroke the guys ego.

"Couldn't you have at least told us?" Shane asked, frustrated.

"Shane. Calm. Down. There are only four copies. And Caitlyn, Mitchie and I have three of them. It's not the end of the world. Besides, you have no problem being filmed at awards ceremonies and other popstar events." I reasoned.

"You guys really went all out didn't you?" Jason commented. I shrugged.

"Guess so."

"But it was fun!" Caitlyn added.

"Wait a second!" Nate began. "How'd you get our address!?"

"Christmas cards. And I have your address memorized." I replied, shrugging. Oh yes, tonight was going to be interesting indeed.

OOOO

"I can't believe you talked me into this!" Nate muttered. I forced myself to remain stoic. I was supposedly sleeping after all.

"She looks so beautiful when she's sleeping." Jason murmured. I felt myself blush slightly. It seemed that Shane had managed to rope his brothers into helping his doomed scheme.

"So does Mitchie." That was Shane, if you hadn't guessed. I shifted my head slightly, opening my eyes ever so slightly. They took our idea! Nate held a video camera. "Come on, we need to find the chocolate." And I called it. Silly Shane. You should have known that we would know that you would go after the chocolate.

I listened motionlessly, which was quite a feat, let me tell you, for roughly ten minutes. It could have been less, I don't know, 'cause 'time flies when you're having fun!' "I can't find the chocolate!" Shane muttered, annoyed. "Ouch!" Shane had tripped over something.

"Well, find something else then." Nate, Nate, Nate. You can't honestly believe that's the only thing we'd hide? Come on, you should know us better than that!

"That's it!" Shane exclaimed, a little louder than I think he intended. I shifted again, hoping to keep up the appearance of slumbering. I got a glimpse of Mitchie. It seemed that she, too, was 'asleep'. "Their make-up!" Score! Caitlyn gets credit for that though; she was the one who suggested we hide our make-up. Most of it, that is.

"Mitchie's going to kill you, Shane." Jason commented.

"If she figures out who took it." I could hear Shane rummaging in the bathroom. "Gross!"

"What? What is it?" Nate asked.

"Tampons!" Shane whispered, emerging from the bathroom. Oh yes. He had found our hiding place. Mitchie, Caitlyn and I had hid our chocolate and our copies of our little escapade last night in the two tampon boxes, the one place Shane wouldn't look.

"I've laid the clues out! They'll never guess that their make-up is in our cabin!" Jason whispered back. Well, we do now.

"Got it all, Nate?" Shane asked.

"Yep." I heard the door shut softly. I waited for a few minutes before sitting up. Mitchie and Caitlyn followed suit. We laughed.

"Did we call it or what?" Caitlyn exclaimed.

"I know, right?" Mitchie replied.

"I don't think Shane understands the whole 'stealth' part of this." I commented.

"You know, I love Shane dearly, but he's not the most balanced person I've ever met." Mitchie said.

"Very true, very true." Caitlyn responded, laughing. "Are we up for acting surprised tomorrow?" The consensus was that we definitely were. Oh, this was going to be fun.

OOOO

I sat up and yawned. Stupid alarm clock. I hate mornings. I glanced out of the corner of my eye and saw Connect 3 peeking over the window sill, Nate holding the video camera. Oh yes. Then I remembered. I trudged over to Caitlyn and Mitchie and shook them gently.

"It's time to act." I whispered. Slow smiles formed.

"Five more minutes, Cherí." Mitchie pleaded loudly.

"Come on, Mitchie! You have to get up, get showered and put your make-up on so we can get down to the Mess Hall early!" Nice touch, Caitlyn! She could make it as an actress. Mitchie groaned.

"Fine, fine. I'm up. Happy?" Mitchie asked, getting out of bed. As I took the shortest shower, I got the bathroom first. As we had agreed on last night, we would only mention that our make-up was gone after we had all had our showers and were dressed.

"Caitlyn! Mitchie!" I exclaimed, feigning horror.

"What!"

"What is it?"

"Our make-up's gone! All of it! Someone took it!" I answered in the same tone as before.

"No way!" Caitlyn replied.

"You've got to be overlooking it! It can't be gone!" Mitchie said.

"Oh no, Mitchie! Cherí's right! It's missing!" Evil laughter. I think we're doing pretty well, even if I do say so myself.

"But who would do such a thing?" I asked.

"I don't know!" Caitlyn declared.

"What are we going to do? We have classes to teach! I can not got out looking like this!" Mitchie exclaimed. My, my. Someone's been taking drama queen lessons from a certain popstar. Caitlyn and I gave a heavy sigh.

"I had hoped it wouldn't come to this..." I began.

"But it looks like we'll have to..." Caitlyn continued.

"Use our extras." We finished together with perfect timing. Mitchie looked scandalized.

"Our extras! B..but those are for emergencies!" Mitchie glanced at Caitlyn and I and shrugged. "All right." We reached under our pillows and pulled out our purses. I could see Connect 3 looking shocked out of the corner of my eye. The three of us continued about our business as if nothing had happened.

OOOO

Caitlyn, Mitchie and I walked into the Mess Hall, smiling and laughing. We slid into our seats beside Nate, Shane and Jason. "Hey, guys!" We greeted. They gave us strained smiles.

"You guys seem a little tense. Did you sleep well?" I asked compassionately. Shane cleared his throat.

"Um...yeah!" Shane said with fake cheerfulness.

"What 'bout you guys?" Nate queried.

"Good." Mitchie answered.

"Yeah, but the weirdest thing happened this morning!" I began. "Someone stole our make-up!"

"It's really weird." Caitlyn added.

"Really? Well, you all look stunning!" Jason answered. We grinned.

"Aww....thank you!" Caitlyn simpered.

"We had to use our back up make-up." Mitchie explained.

"Isn't that a shame." Nate managed. Brown called Mitchie, Caitlyn and I from the doorway.

"Excuse us." I requested. We rose to leave.

"Oh, and can you send us a copy of the video?" Caitlyn called over her shoulder. The last thing I saw before turning to face Brown was the guys stunned faces.