*Ellis*

Reunions. I normally hate them, but I was pretty sure this one was gonna be fun.

I was one of the first ones there and I'd already hugged/squeezed Emily, Bryce, and McKynleigh (of course the first four out were the first ones there), so I was sitting at the big, circular table that was surrounded by twelve chairs, eight still waiting to be filled, cheesily reminiscing while Emily and McKynleigh discussed what had happened since the finale, their conversation punctuated by Bryce's opinions and, honestly, struggle to get a word in edgewise.

The thing that had changed most was our love lives. Over the past year Emily and Bryce had gotten together – we called it Bremily – I'd gotten a boyfriend, and who could forget about Sam and Marissa? (We called that one Samrissa.) Certainly not McKynleigh, who kept gushing about how cute it was. (I'd gotten to calling Marissa "Mar" from a really good Canadian manga including a slowly-being-driven-insane, unbelievably sweet, clairvoyant, punk/goth-garbed teen named Marina.)

I was starting to wonder if maybe the fan fiction writers had been right about some things. Most of them were right about how we were paired up. One had perfectly executed Bryce and McKynleigh's unrelated brother/sister aspect, even if the writer didn't seem to like Lindsay or Cameron. Or me. And anything that didn't make me sound like a sarcastic, cynical, negative bitch had me surprisingly in character. There was one I'd really liked where we weren't ourselves, but the characters were based off of us. The weird thing was that I was the object of both Samuel and Matheus's affections… Anyway, Lindsay seemed to be the only problem in the "in character" thing. She was either bashed or a Mary Sue. Or Rachel freaking Berry all over again.

But the fandom was surprisingly more accurate about something else. Hannah liked Damian, sure, everyone knew that. She'd said it on the show, for crying out loud. But only the writers seemed to know about the second part of that story. Even if they didn't put it together. It seemed like no one knew all three parts, though. Heck, I only knew because Hannah told me. So, really, eight of my fellow reunion-ers were in for a surprise when everyone got here.

Alright, before everyone asks what the hell I'm going on about, I'll say it.

I'm talking about the so-called "Threesome"'s full-on love triangle.