A/n: Hello :) enjoy!

“Oh please, please, please, don’t tell!” I said as I groveled at a pair of beat-up Nikes. “I’ll do anything…”

“Anything?” Those chapped lips replayed back to me accompanied by a twisted smile...

I woke up from my trance in the car and let out a small terrified scream.

I had been parked outside of Dirk’s house for the past ten minutes debating wither to go in or not, and I was starting to lean towards the latter.

I mean I have done a lot of dumb things in my life, oh say like anything on the video I was now paying for, but groveling and making deals with my ex-, who clearly despises me, didn’t seem like a good idea.

I picked back up my keys and put them towards the ignition.

But what if I don’t?

What if Dirk tells his brother, who tells Jason, which leads to my banishment and depleting self-esteem, which means when I go to college I’ll never be able to be social again, which means I’ll flunk out loose my scholarships and turn into an old poor Spinstress?!

I inhaled.

Basically my options were dealing with the Devil or ending my life.

I sighed and cranked my car back up.

“Hellooo…Fluffy…” I said sarcastically as my radio turned on and my cell phone rang.

A text from Bailey popped up on the screen.

Get in there and grovel now.

No BFFF of mine will be an old geezer hag.

Stop being proud and do it. Now.

I scrunched my face, and immediately another text popped up.

Not IT you gutter- head, groveling. Shesh, perv.

I stared amazed that she not only read my mind, but knew that I was going to run. Sometimes I wondered if Bailey was a mind-reading wizard.

My hand vibrated when a third text popped up on the screen.

I am not a mind-reading-wizard or a vampire. I just know you to well.

So stop contemplating it and go.

I wanted to laugh and reply, but instead I growled and cut the engine.

I could not believe I was about to do this dastardly deed.

---

Don’t you hate when you’re forced to do things you don’t want to, like having a root canal, visiting the lady doctor, or having that twelfth shot just too out drink the slut at the other end of the table?

All of those things lead to better things, like healthy teeth and a boost in pride (and joy) when the other girl upchucks on her three inch stilettos declaring you the winner. But even though that moment is glorious it sucks until then.

It really sucks until then.

I was having one of those moments as painfully walked up the steps into Dirk’s house. I knew something good would come from this but until that moment came, I’d be hell.

Stupid pride.

Why couldn’t I just be one of those kids who couldn’t care, or better yet didn’t drink? If I was, I wouldn’t be in this position I’ll tell you that.

I’d be at home in sweats without a throbbing headache and nausea. I’d also have a memory of playing Parcheesi with my parents the night before instead of being scandalously dressed on my ex boyfriend’s porch with no memory of the night before except the revealing tape floating around in cyberspace.

Oh Bill Gates…how you cause me pain.

Mark my words Bill, revenge.

REVENGE!

“Um…Katie?” A familiar voice said calling out to me.

“Huh?” I said snapping out of my thoughts, my eyes blinked until they focused on the boy in front of me. He was dressed in nothing but navy sweats and his dark hair was tousled just enough to make it look like he had just made passionate love, although I knew better. But still, his dreamy appearance made me remember why I had once fallen head over heals for him.

It wasn’t until we started talking that I remembered why I had dumped him.

“Uh, not to be rude but what exactly are you doing here?”

I crossed my arms, “What am I doing here? What are you doing here?” He stared at me like I had grown a uni-brow or something.

“Well for one this is my house and I WAS sleeping until I kept hearing his car turning on then off, not to mention the car door slamming a few times,” I mentally slapped my forehead for being so loud, “then when I was finally nodding off to sleep again someone was standing on MY porch yelling ‘revenge’ like some deranged villain in a kids movie.”

I inadvertently bit my lower lip, which he knew meant he had caught me. Well obviously he had caught me, I was on his porch wasn’t I? The thing was he didn’t just catch me, he caught me embarrassed.

I always bite my lip when I’m embarrassed.

“The question isn’t what I’m doing here,” he said as he stepped out of his doorway, a catlike smile on his face. He began to circle me like he was the lion…and I was the grey squeaky snack. He suddenly stopped behind me and whispered in my ear, “The question is… what are you doing here?”

His tactics caught me off guard, and like any girl, I was breathless when he had whispered in my ear.

“I…uh…” I mumbled out like an idiot.

I could feel him smiling behind me.

He tapped my butt and sauntered back into his house leaving me on the porch stunned and furious, “You know I love those shorts…”

---

I wonder what’s the most painful way to castrate a boy…gardening shears? No, to quick, this needs to be something slow and excruciating.

I thought as I was walking through Dirk’s empty hallway.

My butt was still stinging from his ‘love tap’, and now I was thinking of ways I could show my love back.

Ooo…those childproof scissors could do the trick or I could pull a There’s-something-about-Mary and zip um up…

“In here Kitty Kat.” I cringed at his pet name for me I hated it. Did I look like a freaking cat? Okay well only when my claws are out but still…it’s so lame.

Plus, kitty Kat? Like I hadn’t heard that one before…

“One of the guys sent me this video of this girl and I wanted to watch it.” Dirk called out to me.

My stomach dropped all the way onto the expensive marble tile.

He still hadn’t seen the video?

I gulped, I had to do something fast.

Maybe if I distracted him he’d forget about watching the video completely.

I’d be in the clear.

So there was a silver lining…

“Uh hey,” I said racing into the open living room area where Dirk was sitting at the computer pulling up, what I assumed to be, my newest nightmare.

“Yeah?” He said moving the mouse, but turning to face me.

I pulled what I hoped to be sexy smile on my face as I slowly stepped towards him, my hips purposely swaying slowly to distract him.

With each painful step I tried to shake the feeling that I wasn’t about to seduce Dirk sober. But as I got closer, the resentment and hatred in Dirk’s eyes was replaced with lust and...desire?

God, how shallow.

I had dumped him like seven times and this idiot was willing to let me back in.

Men, show um a little leg and sexy strut and it’s all forgiven.

God this would be so much easier if I had a little Jack to help.

Dirk lick his lips.

Punishment, that’s what this is. Karma.

I shouldn’t have flipped off that old lady in the Cadillac when I was driving last Tuesday.

“I was thinking that maybe you and I could do a little talking?” I said as I placed my hands on each armrest and lent into his face, my mouth hovering over his.

The slut alarm was resounded relentlessly in my head, but as long as I wasn’t startling him in the chair I figured that I was still good, right?

“Or maybe not?” I added trying to draw him in.

Desperate times call for desperate measures right?

“HOLY SHIT DIR, did you watch that video? Whoever that girl is hot ass and hilarious and oh.” I winced and looked over my shoulder at the new voice that had boomed into our conversation.

Standing at the second story railing that over looked the whole den, was an also half naked dark haired boy who had a sly smile outstretched across his very familiar face.

“Danny.” I said trying not to be sweet and not snarl.

On my list of people I hate it goes; Jason Crow and Zach Tyler battling for first and second then coming in a close third is Danny Donovan, Dirks older brother, who in my books is just barley above Jason.

Okay just to explain, I would have someone like Hitler higher on my hate-list, but I didn’t know him personally. But rest assured Hitler ranked a good sixth place after Pee-Wee Herman and the Pringles Man.

“Oh Kab is that you?” he said squinting.

Wow, I only get a last name? Rude.

“Yeah.”

He laughed, “Sorry I couldn’t really tell I usually don’t get to see this side of you…”

I scrunched up my face confused until I popped up, realizing his was talking about my pent-up-girl position. My ass was practically all he could see of me.

I blushed, a lot.

“No Dan I didn’t get to watch it.” Dirk called out slightly annoyed that he was being interrupted.

“Well man watch it really quick, you’ll die.”

Dirk coughed as to say ‘bro I’m kind of busy. Beat it.’ But Danny just leaned down more casually before saying, “Dude, she’ll wait.”

I choked.

I’ll wait?! What was I?

Some willing underclassman?

Um, no I am KATIE KAB. I wait for no one!

I wanted to pick up the small elephant statue and chunk it at Dan’s ego-inflated forehead, but restrained myself.

I had to play my cards right cause if I didn’t they’d still have the upper hand, now they’d just know it. Maybe him watching the video wouldn’t be that big of a deal, I could distract him at parts were most of my Sweden birthmark was visible.

This could work…and no groveling…

I smiled, “Yeah, let’s watch it.” Dirk looked at me confused but I batted my eyes and smiled a bit more to say that I was giving my approval.

“You watching it man?”

“Yeah.”

“I’m going to come watch it two.”

“Cock blocker.” I heard Dirk mumble as he pulled up the special site.

Yes, this embarrassment had its own site.

“What?” I asked as I stood over his shoulder even though I had heard clearly what he said.

“Nothing.” He growled. I tried not to laugh.

How naïve he was to think he’d get far. When we had dated he didn’t get past much of second base now that we weren’t together did he think he’d hit a homerun?

I mentally laughed.

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We had watched the whole movie, and let’s just say that the boys found it a hell of a lot more entertaining than I had. Then again I was the one being embarrassed.

But I had made it out clear!

Dirk didn’t even comment on who he thought the mysterious video girl was.

My whole crap cloud had turned silver. I was safe!

“So how’s Jason taking it?” Dirk said as he scrolled down the webpage. I cringed and held my breath.

Dan wiped his tear stained eyes, “Jason’s practically been having a cow all morning. He’s on a manhunt trying to find out who the girl is but no one’s talking. He thinks they’re protecting her, and he’s trying to figure out who created the site.”

“Why?”

“Cause dude who ever created the site edited the video…”

“Oh.”

My mind raced. Okay so duh, you knew Jason would be on a manhunt now you just have to figure out who he’s out hunting.

“So he thinks it’s someone from Pier?” I said trying to sound more gossipy than interested.

“He hasn’t a clue. I mean it could be Pier or one of your Meadow high girls or even a girl from one of the community colleges.”

I made a sigh of relief, between Pier high and my high school, Meadow High, we were at about one thousand four hundred girls.

I was a pretty small fish in that big pond and there was a small possibility I could get caught.

Sparkling silver cloud…I thought as I suppressed a smile.

“So Danny when do you start college?” I asked not caring much, but it was a good distracter question.

Danny was a year older than all of us and had graduated last spring. He had been a drooled over god at Dow high, and by the way he was staring at me I had the feeling he was missing all the female attention.

“Why, want to visit a bit before I go?” he said suggestively.

“Hell no.” I said getting up off the couch I had myself comfortable on, “You can visit yourself.” Dirk laughed even though my comment wasn’t that funny, Danny on the other hand looked like I had slapped him.

“Damn feisty.”

“Yeah watch Katie’s claws.”

“Oh I forgot she’s a little Kitty Kab…”

I was about to go over and make sure I closed down his visiting center when a ping sounded in the room.

All six eyes stared at the screen, four in delight and two in horror.

In a small message it read:

Dear viewer,

As a reward and thanks for the site reaching 100,000 views a second video will be posted next Friday. Keep watching.

DF site master.

I tried to catch my breath.

How many videos could there be?

How bad could this get?

My sparkling cloud just lost it’s shine.

a/n: okay so i know that wasn't a super specatular chapter but as i was writing this chapter i thought of a way to make the plot a bit more developed. but don't get to worried because you'll see Dirk again, soon probably.

but as for posting again, i already started the next chapter during the algebra II class im sitting in on during my study hall to help boost my ACT score (yeah can't say im doin to much math in there...more DF) but i promise i'll post as soon as i finish it and it'll be ALOT jucier.

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