"Hello?" A girl was puzzled by the unknown number as she answered her cell phone.

"Hi there…" The man on the other line said. "You must be…uh…"

Name: ?

Age: 23

Rating: Lady Killer

Her eyebrows drew in. "Who is this?"

Name: Gideon Graves

Age: 30

Rating: What's Hip and Cool

"The name's Gideon," He said, he smiled as he heard a faint sound: The sound of the girl drawing in her breath due to panic. "Look, I know you've been with-"

The girl held her breath, hoping he wouldn't say the name: The name that crushed every hope and dream in her tiny, new-born heart. The name had been on her lips from her dreams most nights when she had no one to hold for the night. Just hearing it muttered from her own lips killed her enough already.

She was fresh and young on the scene; she had never been in love and was ready to start looking for it. She hung around likely places: the mall, coffee shops, record stores, the library, and the bars. If the setting was cliché, she was there, waiting for someone. Anyone. It wasn't until she was at a bar, late one night. She was downing a tonic when she met the passion to her heart. Flaring through her flesh she finally met…

"Ramona Flowers," The man said to the girl; her heart slammed itself desperately against her chest. "I know you were with her while I was."

"Wh- well- I-" She stuttered, thoughts of this man arranging her demise flooded her thought process. With everything disabled in her mind, she tried with a force like none other to figure out an excuse.

On the other line, the man sat through her string of incomplete mutterings. "Look, she left me and ran off to Toronto. I won't let anyone have her, and I'm sure you feel the same."

"What are you getting at?"

The man named Gideon drummed his fingers on his chair. "I'm saying that if someone tries to date Ramona, there will be an army of every ex she's ever had waiting to kill him."

"Or her," She blurted. "So you want me to join this 'ex club' and kill her boyfriend." She retained the girlfriend comment this time.

"It's more like… A league, but yeah that's basically the idea."

The girl walked around her bedroom. "I dunno… I'm not really into the whole killing people out of vengeance. I mean, shouldn't we just move on? She dated us, and now she's dating someone else."

"Okay, look," he sighed. "It's not really for you, it's really for me."

"Uh-huh, and what if this boyfriend," Or girlfriend… "Kills me?"

Gideon laughed. "He'll be long dead before you get a piece of him." He laughed some more before asking. "So are you in or what?"

Without hesitation, she replied with, "I'm gonna go with or what. I don't like the sound of this, and I'm not going to kill anyone for you or for me." Even if it is for Ramona… If I could see her again, I'd do almost anything… Maybe I would even kill a man. She thought to her lamenting self.

"Fine! He'll be dead before the ex before me anyway." Gideon hung up the phone just in time to receive another call. With a grunt he answered. "Hello?"

"Hey, Gideon, looking for another ex?" The woman on the other end said.

Gideon grinned. "Hello, ex number?"

She chuckled on her end. "Four."

She looked at the phone with an odd face. Officially, that was the worst conversation I'd ever had.

"Who was that?" Another girl said from the bed, she had been asleep for the conversation.

"No one, Tanya," The girl silenced her phone. "Did you sleep good?"

Tanya stretched. "Yeah," She then ran her fingers through her short hair. "I slept really good with you next to me." She smiled sweetly.

The sugary tone of Tanya's voice cured her sweet tooth and she smiled back. "I did, too, Tanya."