Chapter 2.

"Hey, grease ball! Come over here!"

Bif looked around quickly as the greaser girl approached him. He had to be sure that nobody, especially the preppies, saw him making contact with her. It would ruin his chances to win Derby back. So he had to be fast.

"What the hell do you want, trust-fund baby?" Tracy exploded. "I'm gonna be late for class!"

The redhead raised an eyebrow. "Since when do you care about being late or not? You skip all of your classes."

Silence. Tracy crossed her arms and scowled. Well, score one for Taylor.

"Fine. What do you want then?"

Bif smiled in satisfaction. He explained his plan to make Derby extremely jealous and once he was finished, the girl just blinked madly at him, shaking her head slowly. Obviously she didn't like it.

"So, why should I help you with this disgusting plan? It's criminal!" she shouted.

A cruel smirk was shown on the boy's features. Tracy took a step back as he advanced on her. He ran his fingers through her shiny brown hair, which she responded by kicking, but he dodged. Then he whispered softly in her ear, "But this gives a sexy girl like yourself a chance to do your stuff. You've got the body for it."

The girl's face burned red with anger and embarassment. She clinched her fists, turning her back to the taller boy. As much as she hated to admit it, he was right. This was her chance to try out her trampish talent on someone other than the greasers. What harm could it do? She turned to face him again.

"So? You in?"

Tracy's eyes scanned the sky. She bit her lip and thought for a moment. Then her brown eyes looked straight into Bif's. A smile formed on her cherry lips. She approached him, wrapping her arms around the boy's neck before saying, "Count me in, boyfriend."

Bif's cruel smile returned. His plan was working like a charm. Now Derby would be his in a heart beat. He could just imagine the look of surprise on the blonde's face. The horror of seeing his second in command with a slut greaser. Oh, he couldn't contain his excitement. He couldn't wait.

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His moment came during lunch. A perfect time where everyone could witness Derby Harrington losing his cool. After discussing the plan once again to the girl, Bif held her hand and led her into the cafeteria, where the cliques sat at their usual tables. Tracy's blood ran cold when she spotted Johnny, Ricky, and Hal standing by the lunch trays. She wasn't sure about this. What would Peanut think of her? Would she be kicked out of the clique?

Tracy's eyes glanced from the greasers to Bif's, who were glazed with a mixture of hate and sorrow. She looked over at the preppies table and saw Derby with his arm around his cousin, Pinky Gauthier. She knew that Bif was angry at Derby. Maybe because he chose her over the redhead. Kinda funny actually.

"Hey guys." Bif greeted with a warm smile.

Tracy watched the reaction on Derby's face. He was shocked, angry, and down right upset. Bif was loving every minute of it, but he hid the huge grin that was lining on his face. Gord's face paled as he glanced from Bif to Derby.

"Hello there. Who is this?" Derby raised an eyebrow in question.

"This," the redhead said, "Is my new girlfriend, Tracy Romano."

Pinky's eyes narrowed in disgust. Tracy's did as well. She hate Gauthier just as much as she hated her. In a snotty voice, Pinky said," You can't be serious, Bif. Why would you date morbid trash like her? She's a tramp."

"At least I don't have the time with my own cousin." Tracy retorted.

"Well, at least I don't get my food from collecting food stamps!" Pinky shouted rising quickly from her seat.

"What's the matter? Does daddy's little girl need to go fuck Derby?" The greaser girl sneered.

Both girls were now closer to each other. Their eyes glaring darkly at one another.

"Tramp!"

"Bitch!"

"GUYS!" Bif pushed his way in between them. He couldn't let this go on any longer. It would ruin his whole plan. The redhead glared menacingly at Tracy, who just looked away in disgust. A smile formed on Derby's lips. Bif tensed.

The blonde stood up and placed a hand on his cousin's shoulders. He kissed her neck and much to the growing dislike of the taller boy, (and the sickining dislike of Tracy), he wrapped his arms around her slim waist.

"Relax, Pinky. Bif's got a trampish girlfriend now. We should respect that, right?" Derby's eyes glanced from Pinky to Bif.

The former boxing champ crumbled as his leader took his cousin by the hand and led her back to the table. But not before turning his head and giving Bif a devious smile that sent shivers down his spine.

"Would you like to sit down?" Derby said looking at both Bif and Tracy.

They shook their heads.

"No thanks. We've got stuff to do."

With a heavy heart, Bif placed his hand into the greaser girl's and stormed out of the cafeteria. His feelings growing more and more with hatred. Tracy broke the silence that came between them.

"Well," she said, "That officially suck out loud."

The redhead didn't respond. He was focused on getting Derby back. He needed a better approach. Something that invovled a bedroom, a nice bottle of wine, and his pawn Tracy. Oh, sweet victory. He could just imagine the look of surprise if he saw his right-hand man in a king sized bed with a greaser girl beside him.

An airy hand waving in front of his face snapped him from his thoughts.

"Bif? What the hell is wrong with you? You're in the girl's dorm!" Tracy snarled.

"Hault, you pervert!" Came the cry of .

Bif winced. Then he made his exit quickly. He had to end this thing with Derby now. But so far, Derby one. And Bif...zero.

Author's note: Thanks for the review, a-yuri-who-loves-yaoi! I really appreciate it! Hope you liked that chapter!