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As I drive back to my apartment, I phone Astrix and the first thing I do is laugh loudly. I've been keeping it in the entire way to the parking lot, and now I'm just about ready to burst.

There's silence on the other end for a full ten seconds before Astrix joins in my laughter. A tear catches in my eye and starts to slide down my cheek.

"God Astrix...You're a genius!"

"Tell me something I don't know."

I smile and adjust my grip on the steering wheel.

"The revenge though...I can still keep my lab reports and no college ever will accept her after reading her application! Seriously...Elves?"

Astrix chuckles. "The more ridiculous the better!"

I grin. "I sorta feel bad for her..."

"No, you don't."

"Yeah, you're right. I so don't. And I'm not sorry for it."

Astrix chuckles. "As you should, girl!"

After a moment, my exhilaration is replaced with anxiety.

"You don't think she'll check them though, do you? To make sure they're legit? And what'll she do if she finds out that they're not?"

I hear Astrix sigh. "I don't think she's smart enough to do that. She'll probably just send them in without a second glance, but if she suspects you, tell her it was an accident or something."

I tilt my head. "Yeah...She's not that dumb."

Astrix chuckles. "Let's jump over that hurdle when we get there, okay?"

I nod and start to park in front of the apartment. I push the brake and come to a complete stop. The phone vibrates and I pick it up.

"Hey, gotta bounce. I'll talk to you later."

"Okay, bye."

I hang up and shove my phone into my pocket before going back upstairs. I see Jack's car parked in the driveway so I know he's already there.

Good. No surprises that'll scare the crap out of me.

I quickly ascend the stairs and stand in front of my door. There's loud shouting coming from behind the other side. I recognize Jack's voice and then....

Paige?

How the hell did she get into my apartment?

I press an ear up to the doorknob and hear her high pitched whiny scream.

"I can't believe you'd come here! To her of all people! You know how I feel about her...."

I open the door an inch wide and peer in. They're standing in the kitchen on opposite ends of the counter...The same counter we were sitting at yesterday...

I see Jack desperately grab her arm. "Paige, listen, like I've been saying, it was to pick up my sister. You know I can't stand her after what she did...."

Paige crosses her arms and huffs. "Then why do you send Amber here? Find some old lady to keep her at home, why her?"

Jack bites his lip. "First of all, it's Amara, not Amber. Secondly, it's not up to me. If it was I would've sacked her long ago."

Paige flips her hair back and agitatedly puts her hands on her hips. "You really do hate her, right? You've quit trying to help her in that stupid case?"

Jack nods. "Of course. Haz-Oaklyn is not of my concern."

I watch with bated breath. Please accept that excuse...Just leave already!

Paige smiles coyly and I take a step back.

"If she's not of your concern, then prove it. Tell everyone about the case with Delilah and we'll send that miserable wrench back to the dog pound. You lie down with mongrels, you get up with fleas...."

I see a flicker of alarm pass across Jack's face, but it passes by quickly enough. He holds onto the table and shifts uncomfortably. "I don't care about her. I've already said it. I'm indifferent to her, so I don't care enough to even mention her."

Paige scoffs. "And yet you care enough to come to her house."

"It was to pick up my sister!" Jack insists, widening his eyes.

I open the door a little further and the hinges squeak. Paige's neck snaps back and her face is plastered with a shocked expression at my arrival.

"You!"

I freeze and forcefully step forward. "Yes. Me. I see we've finally mastered pronouns."

Paige rolls her eyes. "Oh, shut up. I want to know something-"

She steps towards me and lowers her voice. Her even whisper quivers with anger and conviction.

"Have you so easily forgotten our little agreement? I very clearly remember telling you to stay the fuck away!"

I clear my throat and respond as calmly as I can. "No, of course I haven't forgotten. I stay away from him, but I can't help our little encounters when he comes to me."

Paige bites her inner cheek. "And for what?"

"A pick-up. Get over yourself."

I decide I need to do something to convince her, so I walk over to Amara, roughly pick her up from her position on the carpet and fling her at Jack.

He catches her with one arm and glares at me.

"Take her home and get away from me," I say, trying to make it sound as though I really can't stand him. Which is true at times. I can't.

Jack gulps and pushes Amara behind him. "Don't touch her like that."

"Don't talk to me like that. Don't talk to me at all!"

Jack makes a show of clenching his fists, and I see Paige smirk out of the corner of my eye. Then Jack quickly dodges forward, grabbing my arm and shoving me back.

I stumble and cling on to the wall. He stands above me, his eyes pleading with me to understand his next few words.

"If you come near me or upset my girlfriend again, we're going to have problems."