So, I was practically dying waiting for school to start. That may seem kind of nerdy any other day, but not in my case.

I passed the time by hanging out with Marissa, Holly, Dot, Casey and my oldest but wisest friend, Hudson. I told Hudson about my plan. His reaction? He thought it was "exceedingly brilliant."

I went over to my new friend Cricket's house a few times to hang out and work on the "avengement" as Billy had taken to call the plan. Cricket's brother, Gary helped me get some technology for the avengement. Cricket and I went down to Gary's "nerd cave", as Cricket liked to call it, and Gary showed us some stuff he used for some human studies class a few years ago.

"This baseball cap? There's a small camera right in the front that you can adjust so it's pointing right at the person's face. On these side ridges, there are some sound recorders that can capture every word with precision," Gary told me.

"Wow, this is so cool. It must have cost you a fortune." This was really cool stuff.

"Nah, I was working with some other guys on this project. We all chipped in to buy this cap and had a competition to see who would get it." He sent me a smug smile.

"Really? What was it?"

"Oh, just a competition to see who could dismantle and put their computer back toget-"

"Ok, we don't need to hear about your little dork events- come on Sammy. And take the hat," Cricket interrupted. I grabbed the cap. Surprisingly, it was nice-looking. It was black, white and red. It would match my high-tops perfectly. Cricket and I climbed up the stairs, leaving a grumpy Gary behind.

We played around with the cap for a while. After a few hours or so, my cell phone rang. Lady Lana had sent it over for me a week ago. As much as I hated to admit it, it was a nice phone. A Pantec. I knew she had only given it to me to show how "fantastic" she was doing in Hollywood.

But, anyway, I checked the caller ID and it was Carrie.

"Hello? Sammy? You gotta get me outta here!" Carrie whispered sharply.

"Why? Where are you? And why are you whispering?"

"I'm at Heather's house! In the bathroom so she can't here me! She's torturing me with all of her gossip and general stupidity! I can't do this anymore!"

"Wai wai wait! No! Please. Besides, if you flake on her now, she might reveal your secret!"

"Aw, damn, you're right! Well, I think I'm doing pretty good. Got some juicy deets, if you know what I mean." I could practically see her winking on the other end.

"Ok, well keep it up. Thanks so much!"

"K, bye."

Click.

"So, what was up with Carrie?" Cricket asked.

"Oh, just being melodramatic, as usual."

"Right. So can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Why didn't you just have Carrie record her confessing? It would be easier," she timidly asked."

"Well, that wouldn't be as fun and satisfying, now would it? Besides, a lot of people wanted to be a part of it. So, I might as well let them."

"You're right. I'm super-psyched for the avengement."

I grinned. "Me, too."

"Hey, I think there might be some problems with your plan. How are you going to get away after you record her confessing?"

"Hmm. I actually don't know."

"Well, how bout I help you up the side of the building? We could use some rock-climbing gear."

"Isn't that a little dramatic?"

She shrugged. "I want Heather to know that I was a part of it, too. Besides, the whole avengement is already overdone."

"Ok. I'll call my 'operations overseer' and she'll tell the rest of the crew." I felt like an unworthy James Bond fake now. But I called Marissa anyway.

Casey took me out to Burger Hut a few more times. It was our romantic date night venue. Casey felt like a butt for not taking me somewhere nicer, but to me, nothing could've been more romantic. There were too many wonderful memories there. I couldn't help thinking how I had found the one. It may have seemed sort of early (and creepy) but I wanted him to be the one who would grow old with me and sit on our front porch, watching out grandchildren run around us. It was something I would never admit to him, or anyone else on the planet. It was way too weird.

It may have not worked out anyway, seeing that he was perfect and I was… not.

Ahhh sorry for the dramatic and drabble-ish chapter. You guys will be pleased to know that Marissa's mystery guy will be revealed in the next chapter, though!