Crash ~Justin Bieber~

Chapter 43 ~ Toxic

(Rachel's POV)

There was a weird crunching noise that was distracting me from across the tank.

"What is that?" Tanner asked.

"Is someone standing on the bugs?" Justin guessed, "Or..."

"EEEK!" Monet scrambled over onto our side, "BONNIE IS EATING A COCKROACH!"

"WHAT?"

"BONNIE THAT'S DISGUSTING!"

"YOU PSYCHO! YOU NUT JOB!"

"Justin! Be nice!"

"RACHEL SHE IS EATING A COCKROACH!"

"ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"TANNER, GET OFF OF ME!"

The bugs were filling the tank up higher and soon they were crawling around our knees. But something else was crawling with them.

"Oh - hello Mr. Mouse!" Chow cheered.

"Mouse?" Justin asked.

"Eeeeeeeeeekkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!"

Tiny mice were squeaking into the Pod and even though I was afraid my first thought was for the mice's well-being.

"They are going to be squished..."

If the mice were going to be trampled then Randy and Monet would be the ones to do it. Randy had lost the plot and he was scrambling around the chamber screaming and egging Monet's fear on.

"THEY'RE EVERYWHERE! THEY'RE BLOOODY EVERYWHERE!!!"

"Eeeeekkkkkk!!!!"

"HELP! HELP US!!"

"Eeeeekkkkkkk!!!!"

"Randy! Sit the hell down!" Justin went to retrieve him, "Sit!"

Justin understood Randy's extreme fear of mice. He was half responsible for it. When Randy was eight Justin slipped their class pet mouse down the back of Randy's shirt.

"Repeat after me," Justin sighed, "The mice can't hurt me..."

"Justin. They carry diseases!"

"The mice can't hurt me..."

"The - the mice can't hurt - me?" Randy whimpered.

"Mice are our friends...."

"No - no - they - they have those whiskers - and the - the tails..."

"Mice are our friends..."

While Justin calmed Randy down I helped Monet. I moved her back to her seat and we huddled close besides each other with our legs tucked up off of the floor.

"Why - are - we - doing this!" she shook, "This is insane!"

"We are doing this because you want to impress Randy..."

That was the only reason that Monet was still in the chamber.

"And because you want to impress your boyfriend?" she replied coolly.

"Shh! Monet, we are miked!"

"So it's true! You are dating!"

I pulled my mike pack off and whispered to her fiercely, "How do you know?!"

"Come on Rachel, you go running off to his room every chance that you get..."

I pulled her mike pack off too. The last thing I needed was for our secret relationship to be aired on Fear Factor.