A spur of the moment deal I decided to do after I watched the new episode of tdwt. It isn't long at all, but I like how it turned out. Btw, I adore this couple now. XD You might see more of them, them and Sierra/Cody. They are win as well.

We were on our way to the next destination on this wonderfully messed up show Chris concocted as I sat in lower class along with the rest of my painfully dull team and what remained of team victory. They'd be gone soon. Leshawna and Lindsay were wrapped right around my finger and Dj wouldn't be enough to stand up on his own. He was weak, wimpy, all out pathetic. "Man! We should've won!" Tyler busted out from across the room, catching my off guard a bit.

"I knooow." Lindsay said as she sat next to him, looking up adoringly at him. I doubt that she realized we were on separate teams. Leshawna and Dj appeared to be thinking the same too.

"Um…Lindsay…" she started, trailing off as she caught sight of Lindsay's expression. Soft. She was just like Dj.

If it had been me I'd have said it, I'd have said 'You idiot! We are on different teams.' But because she wasn't me and I was new to this whole game I stuck to what I knew best. Manipulating. I smirked deviously, pushing myself up into a standing position. "You totally deserved it more then they did." I said sweetly, pushing Tyler to the side roughly. Team or not it was more important for me to make nice with the girls. It was working so far.

She sighed softly at me, fluttering her eyes as she brought her hands to her chest.

In my mind I was laughing so hard. I couldn't believe she was so easy to string along. "I don't see why you didn't win." I went on, wiggling my eyebrows at her.

She giggled lightly, a blush spreading across her face.

I noticed Tyler scowling up at me from the floor and decided it best to end this conversation while I still had a bit of his trust left and could perhaps mold him into one of my perfect followers. "Gotta fly." I said, taking my brown eyes away from her in order to more carefully look over Tyler who had now picked himself up and was dusting off. "Much to do."

"Ooooh. I get it!" she cried, doing something with her head that made her look even stupider then she was, a laugh emitting at a high pitch. "You've gotta fly and we're flying!" she clapped. "You're so funny." her laughter faded and she instantly went back to staring at me.

I forced myself to swallow a laugh for the umpteenth time. I did however accidentally let a look of disbelief slip for an instant. But I figure she was to stupid to notice or at least was to consumed with me. How could I blame her. I smiled, standing again. "Yeah. Haha." I waved halfheartedly, wandering over to the door to the winners class.

"Hey." I heard the monotone voice that was Noah. "You know you can't go in there, right? It's 'winner's only'." he used his fingers as quotation marks and rolled his eye. "No losers allowed."

I frowned, annoyed by the fact he gave a crap more so then the actual rule itself. "Yeah!" Izzy buzzed. Yet I didn't see her. "And you know those girls." she laughed giddily. "They're speeecial." she laughed yet again and that's when I say her. She was hanging from a pipe that ran the length of the plane with her legs instead of her hands so that she was upside down. What a nut.

"Nut." I muttered, crossing my arms across my chest.

"Nut!" she exclaimed, eyes wide. "Nut! Oh! Oh! I had a nut once! It's name was Carl and it spoke Spanish. Can you speak Spanish!" She went cross eyed then and looked about ready to fall.

"Yeah…" I muttered carefully, staring at her as she laughed her ass off until she finally, as I predicted, crashed to the floor. Even then her laughter never died down. She rolled about no the floor, holding her sides.

Owen jumped up at the sound. "FOOD!" he screamed, looking frantically about himself. "Izzy!" he cried shortly after, rushing over to her and lifting her into his arms bridle style. He even started kissing her rapidly, sending shivers up my spine.

That was when I decided I'd had enough insanity from these weirdo's. I'd much rather take my chances with the man eating she devils and ubber fan Sierra. So I did. I opened the door to the winner compartment, stood as straight as I could manage, put on my best suave smile, and slowly entered. "Hello girls." I murmured softly, looking over them all quickly. "How's winning?" It was lame, especially for me, but what else was there to say. I needed them to say something first.

Courtney looked up from the drink she had in hand with a scowl plastered across her face. Her mouth was even twitching dangerously. "Fine." She said through clenched teeth. "But what the heck do you think you're doing! This is called the winner's compartment for a reason." venom dripped from her words. "And you aren't a winner." she pointed at me, hate fading into nothing more then annoyance as she turned her attention back on her drink.

I chuckled. She was only paying me so little mind because she knew I was brilliant. She loved how hot I was and merely tried to hide behind her hateful comments because she was taken. She was with Duncan the quitter. It would be harder because of this, but not impossible. Especially since Duncan was her one weak spot. I could easily get under her skin if I needed to by just mentioning the fact that she deserved better then a quitter. She agreed. "I know, I know." I nodded, looking toward Gwen.

She peeked up from her book, staring at me boredly. "Whatever." she growled. "Just don't bother me."

I snorted, seeing Sierra being her stalkerish self towards Cody for the millionth time. She was uninterested in me. "Oh, Cody." she sighed. "Isn't it nice?" she placed her hands firmly on his arm.

"U-Umm…" was all he could manage as he froze up.

"I know. It's to amazing for words." she cooed, wrapping her arms about his neck and pulled his head down so that it rested on her chest. She sighed again in unison with one of his whimpers.

Useless to me. And that's when I got to her. Beautiful Heather. She was reclining, drink in one hand and book in another. She was fully engrossed in whatever it was, at least she was pretending to be. I chuckled, smirk softening into a gentle smile. I'd almost go as far as to say it was sincere, but no. It was all a game. "Hey Heather."

She glanced up from her book just long enough to see me standing there. She growled, mouth twitching as she glued her eyes to the book.

I snorted. "How's the book?" I needed to stir up some kind of conversation. If there was no one to mess with then it would be just as boring in here as it was out there.

She emitted a low growl again. "Hmph." she stuck her nose in the air.

I shook my head back and forth a bit. "You sure like to act superior don't you?" I teased.

Her hands shook and she scowled darkly down at me, refusing to change the position of her head. "Because I am!" she snapped.

"Of coarse you are." I said in my smooth voice I used on a daily basis. "I never meant to infer anything else." I raised my brows. "You're…perfect."

She held her head high. "Don't think I don't see what you're doing." she lowered her head so that she looked straight at me, her eyes like daggers being stabbed into my very being. "You can't fool me." she hissed.

I nodded. "You're to good for that." I stepped forward some, now within arms length of her.

I noticed that this unnerved her. As much as she wanted to resist me and my charms she didn't trust herself to close to me. Not after New York. I'd clearly shown her that I was 'interested'. She was scared of that. She was used to being the evil one, the one that everyone hated, and used and abused. Only I didn't do that. At least it didn't seem that way. I treated her as an equal at least. I was a challenge. "Piss off." was all she could come up with.

"What if I don't?" I countered in a playful manner, slipping into the seat next to her.

Her sneer grew wider, grip on her book and drink tightening so that the pages wrinkled and glass threatened to break. "I'll kill you."

"I dare you." I egged her on, unconsciously licking my lips as I stared into her black eyes. So dark…so evil…so tantalizing.

She showed her teeth, dropping the glass so that it shattered on the floor. "Heather!" Courtney and Gwen snapped exasperatedly. I didn't see what they looked like though. I was consumed with the girl before me.

Her eyes jumped over to the pair for a moment, quickly finding their way back to me, a flicker of what I interpreted as lust working it's way into her eyes. She even leaned in my direction a bit.

I leaned in as well, but I was just trying to see what the hell she was supposedly reading. "So, is it a good book?"

She snapped out of it, yanking the book out of my view. "Nothing." she insisted, aggression never dieing.

"Is it Gwen's?" I said innocently, thinking I'd seen her name. I then leaned further into her. I wanted to know.

Fear filled her eyes, soon to be replaced by annoyance. And she unexpectedly slammed her fist down on a button which thrust my chair back to the floor, causing me to hit the back of her chair on the way down. "Ow…" I mumbled, rubbing my head after settling back on my head rest. I glared at her.

She glared back for a while, not able to keep it up for long. A brightness soon came to her eyes and her frown transformed into a full fledged smile. She was even giggling softly. She didn't want me to hear it apparently though because she covered her mouth with her hands.

I don't know but hearing her laugh somehow made the situation better for me. Her laugh was quite adorable really. It contrasted greatly with the persona she put out for others to see. It made me smile. "Haha." I muttered. "Another display of brilliance."

She lowered her hands, a devilish smirk taking the place of her gentle smile. "And it's only just begun." she nodded slowly, rubbing her hands together.

I hit the button to lift the chair back up and I was once again close to her. It was a bit of a shock, but I easily shook it off. "Usted es tan hermoso como una flor." I figured I'd say it. From past experiences ladies loved when guys spoke in other languages.

Of coarse I failed to account the fact that Heather was in no way like normal girls. She was so much better. "No!" she jumped to her feet in an instant, holding her hand out in my face. "Absolutely not! Those stupid language tricks won't work on me!" she heaved an irritated sigh, obviously flustered.

I smirked amusedly, deciding right then and there that this was my sole opportunity. At least for today. So I took her hand in mine and kissed the back of it.

Her eyes grew larger then I'd ever seen and for a moment she froze. But only a moment. After her time of vulnerability she let out a sharp scream, jumping back. "Eeeew!" she wiped her hand on her clothes franticly. "Sicko!" Her words said one thing while her face screamed another, and the words were the lie. Her face turned a deep crimson and her whole body tensed greatly from shock. "Get!" she pointed to the door.

I laughed. "No thanks." I sighed, using my arms as pillows as I reclined in the chair.

Her whole body shook and her fists were now clenched tightly. "Alejandro." she tried to say as a threat, a contented sigh escaping her instead, a far off look in her eyes.

I raised my brows, an amused expression playing across my face. This was hilarious. And it only made the situation funnier when I noticed that all the others were staring at us in disbelief and amusement.

"I. Said. Go." she said with more seriousness.

I raised up, shrugging. "Only for you darling." I jabbed, wiggling my eyebrows.

She growled at me once more, refraining from saying another word.

I chuckled rather darkly, turning away from her with parting words. "Bye beautiful." as I exited the winners compartment I saw, just before the door fell shut, out of the corner of my eye, that she was happy to let down her tough demeanor and let her hateful expression change to that of pure infatuation. She was mine. She was all mine. Not that I actually cared for her. I didn't care about anything but winning. She was merely a pawn. One that would be harder to control, but once I tamed her she would be more useful then any of the others for she was head over heels for me. She was in love.

How was it? It was my first time trying to do anything with their characters so they might be out of character. If so I wouldn't mind you telling me so and pointing out what I could do to make them more spot on. Review plz! :D Note: I might keep doing this for every episode to show how things change for them over time. And if I do it will always be them in the plane. But I doubt I'll keep doing this. It's most likely a one time deal.