Oh my gosh I feel horrible for not updating in a long time school just started and I am super stressed! I had 4 projects at one time I finally finished all of them. No worries I am finally updating and I hope you like the chapter.

There is a bit of a…shock coming up in this chapter so please don't hate on me for it. Okay? Okay.

Oh, and I also don't own the song Every Time We Touch by Cascada. If you haven't heard it look it up on YouTube. It's beast!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Children of the Red King series. I only own Tiffany, Uncle Tristan, and the vaporizer I used to vaporize the Bloors.

-Fartemis

~FO~

On Saturday, Tiffany was mostly healed from her lost love. She had accepted the fact that he didn't like her back. Lauren could have Lysander. They could get married for all Tiffany cared. She had moved on.

So, maybe that wasn't exactly true.

His name was still written all over her notebooks, and every time she saw him her heart fluttered in her chest. When Lysander talked to her in his lovely, smooth voice like water over rocks, she still felt like passing out in joy. But she knew what she hoped for was never meant to be. And so she dismissed the Lysander thoughts and went on with life.

Tancred noticed this and decided to make some difference on his own. He suggested going to the skating rink, where he knew Lysander wouldn't be because, to make a long story short, it was hard skating when you were 5'10 and clumsy.

When the twins arrived at the skating rink, there were many people there. There were families with small children, old grandmas watching their grandchildren skate, but there were mostly teenagers. A lot of them were from Pendleton, but some of them were from Bone's. Tancred and Tiffany made their way over to the rental booth where they rented some skates, put them on, and skated out to the rink.

"Try and catch me!" Tancred shouted, and he took off in front of Tiffany.

"You bet I will," Tiffany said and she skated after her brother.

Tiffany felt on top of the world. Bright colors and lights became flashes and she whizzed around the rink after Tancred. She soon forgot all about her worries and the only thing that mattered was catching up with her brother. But then, a teenage couple skated out and began to slowly make their way around the rink. It seemed like the girl was supporting the boy because he was so clumsy. Sounds like somebody else I know, Tiffany thought. As she got closer to them, she noticed the boy had dreads. What—BAM!

She slammed into him and blacked out.

~FO~

"Oh crap. Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap!"

"Now look what you've done!"

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to!"

"Yeah, nice going, you're so smooth."

The voices of her angry brother and a bashful Lysander echoed through her brain and she struggled to register where she was and what had happened. Tiffany had so many questions swirling around her head and many of them were unanswered.

"Tiff, you're alive!" Tancred cried when he saw her open her eyes.

"Yeah, I'm alright," she replied. "What happened?"

"This guy we know slammed into you," he answered, staring daggers at Lysander. "You flew ten feet and landed on the ground."

"I already said I was sorry!"

"Sorry doesn't cut it! That's my sister!"

"This is the worst day of my life."

"Yeah, well, I'm not too thrilled either."

"Stop it, both of you!" Tiffany yelled. Wind swirled around the rink, adding to Tancred's angry gale. She stood up, balancing on her skates. "Fighting won't solve a thing."

"Finally, a bit of intelligence," Lysander muttered.

"Shut up, you!" Tancred shouted. "Let's go Tiff. I'm tired of this guy."

He stormed (literally) off the rink to take his skates off, Tiffany following suit. Then, the twins left the building all together.

Once they were gone, Lysander said "good riddance" and dragged Lauren out of the back door.

~FO~

To make up for the whole situation at the rink, Lysander decided to walk Lauren home. The whole time was spent in silence, with Lysander silently fuming and Lauren wondering what was wrong.

Finally, the couple stopped outside of Lauren's apartment building. "I'm really sorry about what happened today," Lysander said while turning to her.

"It's alright, I don't mind," Lauren replied. "I still got to spend time with you."

Lysander smiled. Dear, sweet Lauren. "I'm glad." He leaned down and kissed Lauren on the mouth. It was a nice kiss, but it lacked the passion and zeal of the previous kiss. It was dull and boring.

On the way home, Lysander was beginning to wonder if Lauren was regretting ever dating him, and he hoped their relationship wouldn't be cut short.

~FO~

On Sunday morning, Tiffany woke up to Every Time We Touch blaring out of her phone. Who is calling me at 8 in the morning? This is a Sunday!

Tiffany picked up her phone and answered. "Hullo?" she said groggily, not yet fully awake.

"Hey, Tiffany!" a chipper voice blasted through the speaker. "This is Lauren."

Tiffany groaned inwardly. Not her. "Hi, Lauren," Tiffany said, faking enthusiasm. "Why are you calling me?"

"I wanted to meet some of 'Sander's friends. I heard you were quite the entertainer."

What? Entertainer? What idiot told her that lie? Didn't she know Tanc was the entertaining twin?

"I decided I wanted to meet you at the Pet's Café," Lauren continued. "Be there at two!"

Before Tiffany could reply, she hung up.

"That was nice," Tiffany muttered.

~FO~

Tiffany glanced around the café once more just as Lauren breezed in the door. Lauren looked around once then spotted Tiffany, and she made her way over and sat down in front of her.

"It's very cold outside, isn't it?" Lauren observed, smiling that picture-perfect smile at Tiffany.

"No shit, Sherlock," Tiffany mumbled under her breath.

Lauren stopped smiling. "Excuse me?" she asked, her voice cracking.

"Nothing," Tiffany squeaked, imitating Lauren by smiling widely.

Frowning, Lauren said, "Look, I hate to break it to you, but I'm Lysander's girlfriend. Not you. I know you used to be his friend, but he doesn't have time for blonde tomboy freaks like you." Flipping her brown hair over her shoulder, she added, "I'm so glad I'm not endowed. I would be so embarrassed."

Lauren stood and out her fake smile back on. "I'm glad we had this little…chat. You'll be staying away from 'Sander from now on, if that's alright with you." And with that, she turned and walked out of the door.

Tiffany grimaced. "That…bitch," she muttered through gritted teeth.