Yes, I know! Everyone must be furious with me since I havn't update any of my stories for quite some time and I don't blame them for being mad...But my stories will continue! (except for one or two...most likely one)^^'' So here's the next chapter for TGL, enjoy!

Chapter 4: Taking a Risk

Boomer's POV

"Glad that's over…" I sighed and scratched my hair. We are on our way back home in our limo.

"Over? We just got our own business! This is just the beginning." Brick said with a smirk. "Soon money will be pouring in with the new products we'll develop"

"Oh that's fantastic" I groaned, I hate business, but our Dad was a business sales man…before he died in a car crash. My brothers and I are supposed to take over for him since he's gone but the thing is…I don't want to be a business man, but its something I'm forced to do now that he's gone.

"You don't sound too excited…" Butch commented on my tone.

"Uhh…I'm just tired" I yawned and leaned to the window on my right. The whole day was boring…except for those girls, and that blonde that will probably never escape my mind. There was something so familiar about her but I can't put my finger on what it is.

"Boomer, you're always tired" Brick pointed out and I smirked.

"Hey, what can I say? I love to sleep"

"Yeah…just like old people" Butch joked.

"And what's that supposed to mean?!" I balled up my fist and so did Butch. He likes to pick fights with me for fun, though Brick misunderstands it as real fights. "You wanna start something?"

"Dude, it's already started, but due to your slow brain cells that all seniors have you didn't notice" Butch said with a smirk.

"Shut up!" I shoved Butch into his seat and he tried to shove back.

"HEY! Will you guys calm down?!" Brick leaned in trying to break up the fight. That's when his cell phone rang.

"Heh…saved by the bell." Butch said easing up a bit.

Brick sat up and reached into his pocket to bring out his cell phone.

"Hello?" There was a long pause before Brick's eyes widened. "MOM?! Mom! Hi! How are you?"

Butch and I are now interested in the conversation and leaned in to listen but Brick pushed us back.

Our mom is an actress and stars in many movies around the world. She has traveled all over and back many times like Europe, Asia, Australia, Canada, you name it, she's been there. She makes millions practically everyday and has no time to waste calling or coming home to see her children, so it's very rare when she calls us…of course she always tends to embarrass us and treat us like we were 3 year olds when she calls since she hasn't seen us for so long.

"…uh huh, ya we're doing good" Brick said into the speaker.

Pause.

"…Of course I'm eating properly"

Another pause and this time Brick's face began to flush pink.

"Yes mom I eat my vegetables everyday…… NO! I do not put sugar on them when I eat!"

Butch and I began to snicker. We knew exactly what mom was talking about. When Brick was 9 he HATED vegetables and refused to eat them every time he was served them. He had more interest in eating candy and sweets like any other child, but a child usually swallows up their pride and eats vegetables like they are told to do but not Brick. Nope…he would scream and run around yelling "I WANT SUGAR!" and threatened that if he didn't get his sugar he would starve himself to death. Our gourmet Italian chef Dante, couldn't serve him sweets for dinner, that was just plain unhealthy and what would our mom say to that? The only way he could get Brick to eat them was if they sprinkled a little sugar over the veggies. Of course our mom found out but by the time he was 11 he grew out of the habit of using sugar on it and ate them regularly.

"That's right, Brick always needed his daily sugar-intake or he would starve to death!" Butch laughed and so did I. Brick gave glares to both of us and wanted to insult back, but mom was still talking to him.

"…Yeah alright…" Brick handed the phone to Butch. "She wants to speak with you"

Butch snatched the phone out of Bricks hands showing how impatient he was of waiting to talk to her.

"Hey mom! What's up? How's it goin'?" Butch asked.

Pause.

"Noooo…I'm not causing trouble for my brothers" Butch lied and reached over to ruffle my hair. "I'm a good boy"

I could hear some laughter on the other end. Mom definitely knows Butch wasn't telling the truth. There was another pause.

"Yeah I sleep fine in the night. Why?" Butch asked. When he heard her response his face flushed red. "Mom! I told you! I'm not afraid of the dark anymore and I DON'T sleep with Spiderman toys either!"

Brick and I laughed of Butch's old fear. When Butch was 7 he was still afraid of the dark when most kids would have learned there was nothing to fear. He would try not to fall asleep because he thought if he did, monsters would come out from the dark and eat him alive. So every night he'd grab all his toys and set up a wall around his bed hoping that they would fight off the monsters when they came. His most "powerful" toy that he loved and thought would keep him safe was a Spiderman action figure that he slept with.

"Remember the line he said every time we worried about him" I stated and Butch shot a glare warning me not to say it out loud. I smirked and imitated Butch's child voice back then " 'don't worry! Spiderman will protect me!' "

Butch bared his teeth and elbowed me hard on my shoulder while Brick laughed harder, even the limo driver was chuckling. I bet Butch would love to cuss at me but of course, mom is still on the phone.

"…Alright…" Butch shoved the phone to my chest. "Here! She wants you now"

The limo pulled to a stop to a red traffic light. I took the phone still smirking from the joke and brought it up to my ear.

"Hi mom" I said into the microphone.

"Oh Boomie-honey! I've missed you so! How's my baby boy?" Mom responded

I blushed by the name that she called me.

"Mom…please don't call me that…it's so kidish" I moaned.

"Sorry hun, I just miss my little boy" Mom responded again. "So how are you and your brothers? Have you three found a business yet?"

"Ya we did"

"Oh that's wonderful! Your father would be so proud of you boys!"

"Ya…he would" I said averting my eyes to the ground.

"How goes the shopping?" She asked.

That's an odd question… I thought.

"Uhh… shopping is…fine?" I answered. "Mom…you know I don't shop."

"Oh yes that's right, Anna and Dana do that for you…I hope they buy you the right underwear…"

"Underwear?" I repeated. Brick and Butch were staring at me awkwardly before grinning.

"Oh you know, because of that condition you had" Mom said.

My face was redder than Brick and Butch's combined. I couldn't believe she said that…never has she said something that embarrassing! I took a deep breath before deciding to answer calmly…

"MOM! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU? I DON'T WET THE BED ANYMORE!" I yelled into the speaker of the phone.

It wasn't after a few seconds I realized I was being watched…by many people. I turned to the window on my right to see it was rolled down and a whole crowed of bystanders were staring right at me with either surprised or perplexed expressions. My face was so red I could camouflage with a red brick wall if I wanted to.

The traffic light had turned green and the limo speeded away from the group of bystanders. Butch pressed the switch and closed my window…he was the one who opened it back there.

"BWA HAHAHA!!" Brick and Butch burst out laughing as I glared at them furious of what they did.

"Oh 'ha ha'…very funny! Wait till we get home! You guys are so dead!" I threatened.

"If you say so…bed wetter!" Butch laughed and Brick laughed harder and my face flushed.

"Hello? Boomer? Boomie-honey are you still there?" Mom asked wondering If I was still there.

I brought the phone up still glaring at my brothers.

"Yes mom…I'm here." I muttered.

"Could you give the phone back to Brick please?" She said.

"Yeah…ok…" I chucked the phone over to Brick "She wants you again."

Brick brought the phone to his ear. "...So how are your movie productions going?"

Pause.

"Oh? No new movies need you right now, so you get a break? That doesn't come often for a movie star like you."

Another pause.

"What?! You're…you're here?! You're at our house?!" Brick exclaimed.

All our eyes widened. Mom never comes to see us because she's so busy. We haven't seen her for so long, except watching her movies at home which we have every single one that she has stared in.

"….ok…alright, I…guess we'll see you at home. Bye." Brick hung up the phone.

"What else did she say?" Butch asked.

"She said she wants to come home instead of traveling somewhere else because she feels bad of not always being there for us like most mothers do." Brick said. "She wants to have some quality time with her boys."

"Its about time! She's never home, she should pay us more visits and call us more but she doesn't!" Butch folded his arms across his chest and pouted.

Poor mom…I don't blame her for feeling like that. I thought. Even on holidays when she is supposed to come and visit us, her agents always book her to star in a movie and she always ends up not coming and because of contracts and such, she has to go, and can't visit when she wants too.

I looked out the window recognizing the streets. We're almost home.

Since she's never here… I thought …I kinda forgot what it was like to have a mom.

The limo entered as the gates opened to our house. It's very big and wide and elegant. I could see there was white limo parked in front of the steps. It must be Mom's. One of the body guards opened our car door and we stepped out into the open and made out way to the front door.

We entered into our giant spaced foyer happy to be home. Our white tiled floors polished and sparkled brightly reflecting the gold chandeliers from above. The spiral staircase was in the middle with a red rug that lead to the highest floor and more connected to it. Our personal maids were at the bottom of the staircase to the side in a single file line.

"Welcome home Master Brick." Brick's maids, Claudette and Yvette greeted and bowed. They both have long blond hair that ends at their knees and have milky white skin. Both wore white and ruby red maid uniforms, the red symbolizes that they serve Brick.

"Welcome home Master Butch." Butch's maids, Trixie and Misty greeted and bowed. They both have short red head hair that ended at their chins and have light tanned skin. Both wore white and emerald green maid uniforms, the green symbolizes that they serve Butch.

"Welcome home Master Boomer" My maids Anna and Dana greeted and bowed as well. They both have black hair that ends at the mid-back and have dark brown skin. Both wore white and midnight blue uniforms, which symbolizes that they serve me.

A slim figure then came down the spiral stairs from the second floor. We instantly recognized who it was.

"Welcome home my sons!"Mom greeted with arms wide open. Our mom was very pretty (which is half the reason why she's a good actress). She has light pink hair and pale white skin. Her eyes were a lime green and had light freckles under them. Her lips were very full which gives her this naturally pouty look and she always wore red lipstick to bring it out from the pale skin. She loves to wear a lot of pink as she was wearing a pink silk dress that ended at the knees…which seemed a bit tight from the waist down and pink high heels. She also had a white feather boa and pearl earrings.

"Mom!" We all said in unison and ran up to her.

"Brick!" She gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Butch!" She went over to him and gave a hug and kiss on the cheek as well…he cringed a little of the kiss.

"Boomie-honey!" She gave me a tight hug.

"Mom! Please! Don't call me that!" I whined of the name. All she did in reply was give me a kiss on the cheek.

She took a step back to observe us. "My, what fine men you boys have grown up to be."

"And yet, she treats us like we were 4" Butch muttered to me and chuckled in agreement.

"We're glad to see you again Mom, it's been so long…" Brick said.

Too long… I thought.

"I know dear, and I'm sorry I don't visit often" Mom's voice grew low and weary "These things just keep popping up and there is usually nothing I can do…"

A small sadness grew into the atmosphere, and everyone looked a bit solemn.

"…But" A smile grew on mom's face. "I have a whole month off with you boys, and we'll finally get to spend more time together!"

"That's great!" I chirped. "It'll be the four of us together!"

"Well…actually…six of us together." Mom said.

"Six?" We asked in unison again.

Suddenly a girl walked up beside our Mom out of the corner of the room. She looked about my age. She had light tanned skin and black eyes with freckles under them. Her hair was bright red and very curly and was put into a bun. She wore a long bright yellow dress with a black belt and matching black high heels. There was a gold crown with a red sapphire atop her head.

"Boys, I'd like to introduce you to Princess Morbucks" Mom introduced. "She's one of the movie producer's daughters and adores my movies. When she heard that I was off for a month she wanted to join me and meet you three."

"Well then, it's a pleasure to meet you Ms. Morbucks" Brick said with courtesy.

"The pleasure is all mine" Princess had a bit of lisp as she spoke. She turned to our mom. "Your sons are most charming Mrs. O'Neal. My Daddy was so nice to let me come with you."

Princess turned back observed each of us just like Mom did…but she was observing me more than my brothers. I got an uncomfortable feeling from her.

"Why thank you Princess" Mom smiled. "Boys, I'd also like to introduce you to Mr. Yanda, my personal body guard."

A very tall, tough looking man in a black tuxedo appeared and walked to our mom's side. He had very short black hair and a very faint mustache and beard. He had thick black sunshades just like other body guards where you can't see their eyes. He looked way older than all of us…like in his mid-30s.

"I gave specific instructions for Mr. Yanda to not just watch over me but you boys too. I don't want anyone, especially fans of my movies interrupting our quality time. He has a black belt in Martial Arts!" Mom explained. "If you need anything you can call him. He can't speak English very well but he does understand it, so if you tell him to do something he will do exactly that."

"Black belt eh?" Butch grew a smirk. "Lets see how tough"

"Butch, don't do it…you're gonna get hurt." Brick warned.

"No, no, let him try and fight." I grinned. "I wanna see this!"

Butch walked up in front of Mr. Yanda.

"You don't mind do you?" Butch asked him and he shook his head. "Good, then lets go!"

"Hai." Mr. Yanda bowed.

Butch got into his fighter stance while Mr. Yanda stood still like a rock. Mom wasn't happy of this but she wasn't going against it either. Princess and the maids were eagerly watching to see how well Butch would do against him. I could tell that Mr. Yanda will win instantly, mostly because of his cool attitude of all this.

"He's gonna beat him in one move." I whispered to Brick. "Watch."

Butch charged towards Mr. Yanda who was still standing stiff. Butch punch at his head but Mr. Yanda quickly dodge it to the side. Butch tried again and again but Mr. Yanda could read his moves like a book and knew exactly where he would strike. Butch was growing tired of throwing basic punches at him so he went for a kick instead, but Mr. Yanda ducked down in time and used his foot to knock Butch off the floor. He rose up and grabbed Butch's foot before he could hit the ground. Butch was dangling upside-down in Mr. Yanda's hands. I walked up to Butch and gave him a light punch in his stomach.

"Wow Butch, I knew you were a dummy but a punch bag dummy?" I joked. "That's a bit much, even for you."

"SHUT UP!" Butch yelled and struggled trying to punch me back being upside-down. "I could kick your butt any day and you know it!"

The girls giggled of Butch's aggressive manner.

"Alright Mr. Yanda, could you put him down gently please?" Mom asked.

"Yeah! Put me down so I can kick Boomer's butt!" Butch struggled still trying to attack me being upside-down.

Mr. Yanda watched Butch's struggling body in his hand before releasing his foot, letting him fall face first to the floor. He began moaned as I burst out laughing at him…I guess Mr. Yanda doesn't know the word "gently" in his vocabulary. Trixie and Misty went to Butch's aid while Mr. Yanda went back beside Mom who was staring at Butch completely speechless of all that.

"Master Butch, are you alright sir?" Misty asked.

"Ugh…yeah…sure…just help me up…" Misty and Trixie both lifted his arms and helped him up.

"Well then…umm…you boys have had a busy day so I'll let you three rest." Mom spoke up. "Lawrence!"

The butler came over to Mom's call. "Please escort Ms. Morbucks to her room" Mom asked of him.

"Well…actually…" Princess looked over to me "I was hoping Boomer could escort me"

I stopped laughing. "Huh?" I looked over at her confused. Why does she want me to do it?

"Of course he can!" Mom replied for me. "Won't you Boomer?"

"Uhh…yeah, sure…" I scratched the back of my head, and took a quick sigh. "Follow me Princess"

Princess walked up behind me waiting for me to lead her. Butch was fully okay now since he was snickering at me. "Oooh, Ahh, Boomer and Princess, what a cute couple." He whispered over to me.

I spun my head around to him and gave him a deadly glare, he crossed his arms and smirked, satisfied of getting me angry.

"Ugh, lets go." I sighed as I walked up the stairs with Princess right behind me.

It was pretty quite while we walked, which was the way I wanted it. That's when she started asking me questions trying to start a conversation.

"So… you're inheriting the technology business and estate?" She said "That's pretty impressive."

"Me, AND my brothers are taking over, yes." I answered.

"I betcha' you're feeling pretty happy aren't cha'?" Princess said in a playful tone. "You have any plans to celebrate?"

"No not really…" I shrugged, then my eyebrow began to rise. "…Why?"

"Oh, I was just wondering…what? Can't I ask a simple question?" She said in the same playing tone.

"Not if the question makes you uncomfortable…" I muttered to myself.

"Pardon me?" Princess asked from my murmur.

I shook my head "Nothing."

We had finally arrived at one of the guestrooms for girls in our house. I opened the door and let her enter her room. She was here before we were so I figured I didn't have to walk in with her and actually show her the room. She walked in and then turned to me with a tired look.

"I'm going to retire for the evening, after the plane flight over here and everything…So you probably won't see me for the rest of the night." she said. "Being rich is stressful, no?"

"Tell me about it." I sarcastically, though I do find some of it true.

If by stressful meaning that I am confused of what the heck I'm doing here being one of the CEOs of a business that I don't really care about, how I was put into this position because of my fathers death, or to the fact that I'll admit that I'm lonely from all these years without my mom…or even a girl, then yes. Being rich is stressful.

"I'll see you in the morning." She blew a kiss to me. "Bonne nuit, mon amour."

"Huh?" My face flushed.

Before I could ask what she did that for or even what she said, she had closed the door leaving me in the empty hallway

"Hehe…wow Boomer of all people, I never expected someone like her to actually like you" I heard Butch's voice from down the hall. He seemed very amused by all of this.

"What? Like me?" I repeated.

"Hehehe." Butch walked by me then stopped. "You have no idea what mon amour means do you?"

I shook my head at him. I really didn't. I never learned French, nor understood it unlike Brick and Butch who know it perfectly.

"Hehe…moron." Butch said, and with that he continued walking.

I ran as fast as I could, running out of breath. I turned to see the vicious monster chasing after me. It's like a giant spider with red poufy and a gold crown. She tried to grab me and I dodged, only to trip over a rock and onto the ground.

"Uhh…" I rubbed my head and looked behind me to see the beast creeping closer. "Ghh! Stay back don't come near me!"

I backed up into wall and the spider-like monster used its front legs to block my exits. I was now trapped. She grabbed me and looked at me with her black eyes and freckles under.

"You're mine now! All mine! No will take you away! No one! Because you're mine!" She laughed. "I always get what I want!"

"No! Let go of me!" I struggled to break free but it was no use. The monster leaned in forward to me and puckered out her lips to give me a kiss. "NOOOO!"

"Let him go you vile beast!" a bright light flashed in between me and the monster. "Or you'll have to answer to me!"

The monster dropped me blinded by the light now dizzy and unconscious. I was falling down to the earth bellow, that's when the light came and caught me before I hit the ground.

"Don't worry, you're safe now" She said.

"T-thanks…wait…you sound so familiar…" I tried to look at her but her light was emitting so brightly I could not see her face or barely anything at all, only her womanly figure "Who are you?"

"I have to go now." She rested me down gently. "I hope me meet again!"

"Wait! Don't go! Who are you?!" I called as her light was disappearing. "Come back!"

I reached out and grabbed her hand to stop her. Her hands felt very soft and smooth, which gave me a desire to feel her face. I drew my hand to her face and stroked her cheeks. I've never felt something so warm, so soft so…pure.

"Don't leave me." I said. "Don't leave me here all alone"

"I'm sorry, but I have to go…" She shone brighter and I could feel less and less of her.

"No! Don't go!"

"Nuuuh…come back…don't go…" I stretched out my hand to see if she was still there. I felt her, I felt skin…it wasn't as soft though…was it hers? "…Who are you?"

I opened my eyes to see a pair of black ones staring right back at me…rather seductive eyes. I focused my eyesight harder to see freckles, and then bushy red hair surrounding the peachy outline of the face. It took me a couple of seconds before I realized who was in front of me.

"GYAAA!!!" I jerked back wards, but I was at the edge of the bed. "Wh-whoa! WHOA!"

I fell down to the carpet with a thud dragging my covers with me. I looked back up to the bed to see if I wasn't just imagining things. Without a doubt, it was Princess. She was in pink bra and underwear with a yellow see-through mini strapless dress.

"Boomie-honey are you okay?" Princess came over to the edge to see if I was alright.

"No I am not-" I just realized what she said. "Wh-what did you call me?"

"Boomie-honey." She answered and then shrugged "Your mom says it all the time so I figured I can say it too. Besides, I think it's cute for you"

"D-don't call me that…" I shivered by the name.

"Aww, but it suits you!…and well…I like it" She said with those seductive eyes again and began to play with her hair.

"Uhh…umm…" I got that uncomfortable feeling again and began to back away from the bed. "Wait! What are you even doing in here anyway? This is my room!"

"I know that…" She rolled to the middle of the bed and extended her legs and raised her spine to show all her curves. "I felt so lonely in my room so I came and slept with you."

"…you…'slept with me'…" I was more than surprised, I was shocked, I was stunned, I was another word that starts with "s" that means that I'm freaked out. "…Oh my God…what did you do?!"

"Oh! Nothing like that!" She turned her upper body to face me and smirked "My, what naughty mind you have."

My face turned red from embarrassment. Well what else was I supposed to think?! She sneaked into my room and slept with me, I wake up with her right next to me in the bed practically naked with see-through lingerie, and her showing off her body and she doesn't expect me to think she did something while I was asleep??!

I got up and sat on the edge of the bed, just as the doors opened and Anna and Dana came in to greet me as they always do.

"Good morning Master Boo-" They noticed Princess on the bed. "Oh, Ms. Morbucks we did not know you were here. Good morning to you."

What I expect was for Princess to give a warm and somewhat embarrassed smile (because she's in my room with me wearing seductive clothing) and to say good morning, but what came out of her mouth was totally unexpected.

"Ms?" She grimaced "You call me as if I was your neighbour or something! If Boomer is called Master then I should me called Madame! Show some respect and do your jobs right!"

"We're sorry…we didn't know you wanted-"

"Don't back talk to me! Did I ask you to speak? No!" She snapped at them. Anna and Dana both backed up a bit both scared and surprised of her sudden temper. "Now get out of my sight! GO! And don't come back unless you're needed!"

Anna and Dana scurried out of the room as told not saying a word completely terrified. I stared at the door they left in awe and then looked over at Princess who was laying back down staring at the door as well.

"Ugh, don't you hate it when people don't do their jobs right?" She said. "The nerve of them talking back! Why if they were my maids I would have had them fired them! Wouldn't you Boomie-honey?"

I opened my mouth to answer 'no' when the name struck me again. "….please…don't call me that."

"Why not?"

"Because, it's so childish" I answered. Princess grinned.

"Ohh, I get it." She said moving behind me. That's when she took hold of my shoulders which were bare since I was just wearing my blue underpants…so I was just as much naked as her. She began to rub and massage them and whispered in my ear "Because you're a man huh?"

Her hands moved from my shoulders down to my chest and pressed herself against my back. "I like nice strong men…I'm just so attracted to them"

My face was becoming red and hot the more she touched my chest and was slowly moving down my torso and I was hoping that she won't go any lower than that.

"P-p-princess…this is uhh…this is…" I was getting more nervous because she was going lower. "P-princess!"

Anna and Dana forgot to close the door when they left so it was wide open for anyone in the hallway to see inside. That's when Butch walked by in his green underpants just like me. He changes into proper clothes later in the afternoons on Sundays.

"Hey Boomer, finally woke u -" Butch noticed Princess and I on the bed…and how low her hands were on my body. "Wow…sex first thing in the morning Boomer? Tsk, tsk! Devoir avoir honte!"

"IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!" I jumped up away from princess in protest "Nothing happed! I swear!"

"Suure…" Butch said continuing down the hallway.

"No wait!" I chased after Butch. "I'm telling you the truth nothing happened! And what the heck does 'devoir avoir honte' mean?"

"Shame on you." Butch answered.

"Ugh, what's with speaking the French language around here lately?" I said tired of hearing more French.

"You don't like the language?"

"It's not I don't like it, it's that everyone has been saying it and I don't understand a word!" I said and began to follow Butch behind as he walked.

"So that means you still haven't figured what mon amour means right?" Butch said dully.

"Well, no I haven't…"

"It means 'my love'" He answered again.

"IT MEANS MY WHAT?!!!" I exclaimed.

"Wow…you really are getting old and you're younger than me." Butch turned to face me and his expression became stern. "Look, if you obviously haven't noticed from your little rendezvous with Princess she likes you. So stay close to her and don't get her mad."

"Why?" I asked with curiosity creeping through my mind.

"Haven't you ever heard of her father Mr. Morbucks? He's a multi-time millionaire! We'd have 1000 times the money we have now if we were with him! So the closer you get to Princess, the closer you get to Mr. Morbucks and his money."

"But…that sounds like we're using her. No! I won't do it!" I shook my head. I'm not fond of Princess but I'm not going to hurt her either. Butch narrowed his eyes at me.

"Yes you will. I'll make sure of it." Butch said in a threatening tone and I gulped.

"Does Brick know of this? Or is this all your plan." I questioned.

"Actually yes this is my plan, I made it up myself overnight." Butch said feeling pretty proud of coming up with the ideas for once than when Brick usually does. "And yes, Brick does know of it and he likes it. You're the only one who has a problem with it...you're gonna date Princess Boomer, end of story."

With that Butch continued to walk leaving me there in the hallway.

"But why do I have to do it?" I called to him. He turned to me and smirked.

"Hey, she likes you. Not me. Deal with it." And he continues to walk.

The whole day I was thinking of Butch's plan to get Mr. Morbucks money through his daughter and how much I hated it. Why does it have to be me? Why did she have to like me? I don't want to do this! I don't want to use her for selfish needs! They aren't even my selfish-needs, its Brick and Butch's! It was completely clouding my mind the whole day.

"Hey Boomer where are you going?" Brick called as I headed for the front door.

"Trying to clear my head, I'm going for a drive." I said opening the door and exiting.

"Uhh…I don't think you'll clear it much since its-" I had already closed to door.

I looked up to the sky to see its raining. I sighed.

"That's just great." I said with sarcasm, though I don't find it funny at all. Mr. Yanda then came out with an umbrella and held it over my head.

"Oh, Mr. Yanda" I looked up with him reading his face which showed some concern. "You don't have to come with me. Go back inside"

He shook his head and stayed in his position beside me.

"Okay, I know my Mom told you to watch over my bothers and I but, right now…" I paused. "I kinda need to clear my head from everything ya know? Please understand…I just want to be alone for a while"

He stared at me for a long while before nodding his head. He closed the umbrella and walked back inside taking out his walkie-talkie that allows him, other bodyguards and a few other workers here to talk to each other.

My limo that I called for earlier came from the other limos stored away in our house. My driver George didn't come out as quickly as usual, I figured he just thought about how wet he will get when he comes out. A few seconds after he did come out and opened the door for me to enter despite that it was raining and he was starting to get soaked. I hurried into the car and waited for him to enter aswell.

"Where to sir?" He asked.

"Just around the city please" I said sounding really stressed.

"Yes sir." George started the engine and pulled away of house through the open gates and out to the city.

He drove around the tall skyscraper buildings and all the fancy places that I know. I sighed and stared into my limo. There's a T.V. and a little shed that contained glasses and wine under it which I never touched. For once, I wished I was in a normal car without distractions from outside. But on the other hand outside was full with even more like buildings and street lights and such and then the rain. If it wasn't raining I would have walked around the city but it's not. The city looks so gloomy when it rains and it's like nobody lives here when it does. All the streets were empty.

I didn't feel any better when I was at home but I felt a bit more secure knowing that Princess or Butch or Brick are here in the car. I rolled down my window a bit letting the rain drops seep in.

"Sir, you shouldn't have your window down. You could catch a cold!" George cautioned.

"Don't worry its ok. I wouldn't mind one" I said which probably sounded a little strange to George. Who would ever want to get sick? I would if it meant staying in bed forever not having to deal with my brothers or Princess.

Although if I do get sick Princess will probably try to nurse me back to health and try to be by my side 24/7…that's worse than only seeing her in the day. I thought.

I was about to roll my window back up when I heard something…

"HEEEEELLLLP!!!" A girl's voice screamed.

"Huh?" I peered out the window. The scream came from the street we just passed. "George pull over!"

George did as told and pulled over to the curb. I jumped out of the car and began to dash towards the street we passed.

"Master Boomer! Where are you going?!" George came out and called to me. "Don't you want an umbrella?"

"Stay in the car!" I ordered him. "If you hear anything at all down this street call the cops!"

I continued to run down the wet pavement and onto the street, the rain starting to soak my clothes. I slowed down my pace when I looked around. This was the area where most crimes happen. The police have searched through the whole street and pretty much caught all criminals except a few who have hid. I kept walking and stopped by an alley when I heard whimpering in there. I pressed my back against the brick walls of the building and quietly sidle across to the edge. I slowly looked over into the alley to see what was going on.

Two shady looking guys in black were pressing a young girl against the wall. It was probably her who screamed.

"Just do as we say babe and we promise we won't hurt ya…too much…" One of them said revealing a gun in his pocket.

The other guy grabbed both of her wrists behind her back and brought her off the wall.

"Please…let me go! What do you want with me?" She cried.

"What every guy wants" The man said grabbing her breasts and squeezing them making her whimper more. "And we'll get it whether you like it or not"

"HELP! SOMEBODY-" She girl screamed when she was shortly cut off when the other guy pulled out his gun a pressed it against her temple.

"Scream like that again and you will feel this bullet go right through your head, got it!" He threatened.

The girl could only nod still whimpering and shaking, completely scared for her life. I could obviously tell these guys were the rapists on the news, but who was the girl? I looked at her more closely which is not a good idea since those guys could see me but I did it anyway. She was wearing a pink frilly dress, apron and pink boots. It almost looked like a uniform. I looked at her face which was bursting with tears.

Wait a second…her blonde pigtails…her peachy skin…and those eyes…those sky blue eyes… I thought. A picture of the waitress from the yacht came into my mind. It's that waitress! I've got to do something or who knows what will happen to her!

I watched them thinking of my next move…and whatever that move is, I know it will probably risk my life.

Okay, couple things I wanna say...^^

#1: CLIFFHANGER AT THE BEGINING! XD

#2: Yes, Mrs. O'Neal is originally Sedusa's disguise as "Ms. Ima Goodlady"...I changed only the last name to O'Neal (the first name that popped into my mind) cause "Goodlady" for a last name sounds really really weird. O.o

#3: Yes also to Princess Morbucks will be in the story...but she's not quite the actually antagonist (bad guy...er...girl) of the story, so don't start hating her cause she's hangin' with Boomer ;)

#4: I hope you like the chapter and I'll be making more soon! Until then, see ya later! (R&R)