Aloha my chickens! German test today, failed miserably. Rats! but in an attempt to cheer myself up, I wrote an update. Wahay! Anyway, last time I said I'd do shoutouts for the people who reviewed. Here they are!

Zach-Goode' - Ah yes, everyone prefers Zach, is 'da bomb.' I like Josh too, but Zammie all the way!

Smirks-Classified - I do know your feelings on the topic of Jammie, and respect them. YOU ARE WRONG! MWUAHAHAHA! Just kidding. See you at school tomorrow. :)

amazingfish - You're the same as me. In general he is alright, and thank you!

Call Moi Crazy - Please don't die laughing! A) It's a lot of paperwork, B) I'd lose a reviewer, and C) I've heard it's not very Goode for your health. ;)

Goode-Lover - This may sound weird, but I've always wanted Liz and Zach to have some sort of closer relationship. I think they would be brilliant as brother and sister. I've read other fics where Bex or Macey are closer to Zach and I thought hey! What about Liz?

xXxGGirlxXx - I like Zach tripping over. I feel as if I can relate to him! ;)

Cammie-the-chameleon - Ah, the smirk. Evrybody loves a goode smirk! Zach is always very vague, so I shall be vague... Vagueness... Mwuahaha.

bubzchoc - Why thank you! I was a little worried about that one!

Disclaimer: Nothing's mine. How depressing. :'(

Present time

I look awful and smell disgusting.

The… waste is up to my knees.

The air in here is heavy, and in all honesty, it absolutely reeks.

I waded through the brown sludge; it was like walking through soup.

Stinking, horrible, inedible soup – but soup all the same.

Shudder.

My shin bashed something under the sludge, I was at the edge.

I clambered up onto the concrete and looked down at myself.

Ugh.

As I was busy gagging a thought suddenly dawned on me. I'm going to have to conduct the rest of the mission… Pantsless.

All up my pants is covered in gunge, my trainers –no longer white and my socks… Well they smell worse than usual.

The more I look around this place the more I think it's not so much a cesspit as a sewer.

Right at the edge of the sewer, I could see dim light shining from above.

Either a rat was getting blessed or it was the way out – and I was hoping for the latter.

I've never liked rats.

The stagnant waste filled water runs through middle of two concrete pathways. Out of the corner of my eye I can see a rat running up and down the concrete, the taking a nose dive into the water.

But concentrating on the matter at hand… At least I put on my good boxers…

I climbed on to the concrete and sighed at myself.

Sexy…

Not.

I quickly skipped (yes skipped… I'm in touch with my feminine side) towards the light.

Cliché much?

I was right, not about the rat being blessed, but about this being a way out.

I looked up, this should be pretty easy.

I'm six foot two, and I could just reach the edge of my 'escape route' with my arms above my head.

I jumped up (a better jump than last time thank good(e)ness!) and grabbed hold of the concrete edge. I gradually pulled myself up, all that working out must have paid off.

(I am not going to deny this; I've been dissing myself all day. I might as well big myself up now.)

I sat on the edge of the hole, my legs dangling down and, looked around.

A corridor, a dark corridor.

No wonder the light was dim.

I stood up and took off my pants, shoes and socks. I've already lost half of my dignity by falling into a sewer; I may as well get rid of the rest by conducting a rescue mission in my boxers.

My superman boxers…

Present time

Josh. Josh. Josh. Josh. Josh. Josh. Josh. Josh. Josh. Josh. Josh. Josh. Josh. Josh. Josh. Jimmy. No, Josh.

WHO THE HELL IS JIM- I MEAN JOSH?

Not that I care.

Obviously.

I ran up to Liz. "Jude!" Liz turned around. I had gone into full blown cover mode here.

Full blown cover mode.

"I need to talk to you… Sis." "Step sis." She corrected me, as a true sibling would.

She came over all the same.

"Right. I've just been wondering about something..." I started.

She smiled patiently, motioning for me to go on.

"Okay… Right, okay…" She carried on smiling, but underneath it was as if she was laughing at me.

"Okay! Who the freaking hell is Ji-osh?"

She grinned. "I knew you'd ask."

That's all well and good Liz, but you're really giving me anything here.

"Josh, is Cammie's ex-boyfriend."

I gulped. Cammie had an ex-boyfriend?

Balls.

"So… erm... this… Jimmy..."

"Josh" she interrupted.

"Whatever."

She shook her head.

"How… Attached was Cammie to him?"

"Quite," Liz answered. "Seeing as she had to sneak out of the school at night to see him."

My jaw dropped.

Woah.

My Gallagher girl is bad ass.

Hot.

"Although… He did turn out to be a bit of a tit."

Haaaaaaallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Haaaaaaallelujah! Hallelujah!

A chorus of angels suddenly started singing inside my head.

For no particular reason.

Obviously.

Liz walked off, both laughing and shaking her head.

I think I may have sung the Hallelujahs out loud…

Judging by all the odd looks, I'm guessing I have.

Damn.

All previous street cred… Gone.

"Hey Jess!" I heard a voice call.

A female voice.

An annoying female voice.

An annoying high-pitched female voice,

an anoy-

"Jesse!" It was Tina. (Aka: The girl who sits near me in biology.)

"Ohmigosh, I'm totally looking forward to this mission, I mean-"

I cut her off.

"Shh!"

A random man in a blue coat walked by.

" You're speaking too loud!"

She pouted. I think it was meant to look seductive or something, but she just ended up looking like a duck. A scary duck.

"Go."

I heard Dr Steve announce that the mission had started, so I walked up to Cammie.

"Hey babe, it's your birthday soon! I have no idea what to get you!"

Cammie scowled but quicklycovered it by plastering a smile on her face.

"Wow, I have absolutely no idea!" Let's go and look in a few shops!"

Bex (in the role of Jenna) strolled over to us.

"Guys!" She cried in her Irish accent, and then ducked her head down so that no one could hear her.

"Where the hell is Macey?"

Cammie looked concerned for about two seconds, then she started smirking.

Wait.

She stole my smirk!

"No worries Jenna," she smiled. "Just look in the window of A&F."

Both me and Bex turned to look at where Cammie was staring. We saw Macey stood there harassing an Abercrombie and Fitch shop assistant.

Oh dear.

Bex rolled her eyes, walked in the store and dragged Macey out. "No shopping for you. Hollister is on the second floor."

That didn't really make much sense.

"But... But... Just Gap, or… athleta or... The Disney store?"

The Disney store?

Cammie looked confused. "Isn't athleta yoga clothing or something?"

Macey just ignored her. She looked distraught.

"But…But…"

"No." Bex finished.

Everyone on our team came over to where we were standing.

"Guys," Jake started, "I don't mean to alarm you but…"

"Oh my gosh Nick's at Hollister."

"Exactly."

Oh dear. Thats not very good.

And certainly not Goode.

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