Thursday 15:30 pm

Beverly Hills High School

It was another Thursday afternoon. Being so tired of the whole day class they had, Sam, Clover and Alex as usual, sat down under one of those big shady trees.

"I never knew life without guys is this boring." Clover reckoned.

"Yeah right. You just broke up with your boyfriend yesterday, right?" Sam quoted.

"Well, quite. But I had no choice. What do you think Alex? Am I right?"

"Nah... I don't care -- The hell with boys. They are just mess."

"Well, I think not until you see the guy who's coming." Said Sam as she herself was in awe.

Sam was right. The guy who is coming is definitely good-looking. He wears that cool fitted blue polo top and khaki pants. His hair was blond and his eyes were stunningly gorgeous. Anyone who would see him would definitely fall for him.

"Hi girls! I'm Jake Do you know where the Architecture room is found? I'm kinda new here and I really need to get there badly."

"I could take you there!" Clover stood and grabbed his hand.

"No, I could take you there!" Alex tried to fit in herself between them.

"Hey! I saw him first. Come on let's go. By the way I'm Sam."

Sparks of light flickered among the three as they fight over this good-looking guy Jake. Jake, on the other hand, felt a little strained seeing these three girls fight over him. He had no option but to be with the three before anything else happens.

"Well, here is the Architecture room. Enjoy your stay here. If you need help just call on my number." Alex said.

"No, my number!"

"He's mine, remember?"

"Hold on girls. I have to go. See you all around."

"Bye!" said the girls in chorus.

They walked along the corridor with bitterness in their thoughts. It was the first time that they all seriously want the same guy. They suddenly stopped.

"I'm serious, I want Jake. I think we are meant to be." Sam said as if she was back in her same old fairy tale love stories.

"That's what you think! We are perfectly made for each other don't you see?" Clover murmured as she turns her back on the other two.

"Well, I think he likes me! That would be enough." Alex concluded.

"Ok! If that's what you guys think, I think it's wartime! Hmph!"

"Yes, Wartime it is!"

"I definitely hate you girls!"

The three turned their back against each other as they move in opposite directions. No one bothered to turn around and even glance. All of them were serious and boy, that is one big hell problem!

Friday 21:30 am

Beverly hills Highschool

The three girls had found their own groups to settle with. Clover, surprisingly, was with Mandy. They used to be rivals before but they simply look good together now, like those who are long-time best buds. Clover spends much of her time shopping with her at the mall or anywhere they find it interesting to go. Alex had found her new friends in the midst of Jessie and the rest of the swimming team. They used to go out on weekends for several trainings at the same time, boy hunting. Sam, on the other hand, became a part of the most popular group at school -- Girls who usually follow the newest fashion trends, and those who has hundreds of admirers that they kept on dumping every time they want to.

"Um, Mandy, Are we going to Beverly Hills Shopping Center later on? Or are we gonna go for body massage? What do you think? Isn't that a good idea?"

Clover obviously said it aloud so Sam and Alex could hear it. But unfortunately, Sam and Alex were not affected and instead, they did the same way.

"You know what Jessie, I'm really excited on our trip tomorrow. It would be lots of fun!"

"Girls, you know this guy Archie? Gosh! He's so disgusting! Could you suggest any good way of dumping his face off?"

All of them looked at each other with rage and annoyance. They all stood up and moved away. Days have passed by but all the happiness they thought they've felt did not last long. They may not say it, but they terribly miss each other so much. They did not managed show their feelings, however, because they are anxious of what each may say. It must be pride, perhaps, but no one gave up the fight.