No ownage of anything really. Thought I wear a perfume made of real bits of Panther, I must be in the small percentage when it doesn't work all the time.

The sunlight reflected off the can straight through the crowd and into Caleigh's eyes.

"Woah," she thought to herself, "that is the biggest Red Bull I have ever seen."

She looked at the holder of the big beauty but was not able to get a clear view of his face, as the setting sun was too blinding to see. All she could tell was that he was a young guy, probably a college kid, which would be no surprise in Boston. He was wearing a sweet jacket and a baseball cap, which Caleigh approved of, and from what she could tell, he had a nice haircut underneath the cap, and his jeans fit him very well. But he refused to face her and the sun.

"Hmm," Caleigh thought, "pretty cute," but she stopped there. After all, her dad was standing right next to her, and what was she going to do at a train station in front of at least fifty strangers?

Suddenly she was on the T, and she was focused on reading her book. It would be a good half hour to get to the government center station, and she still had a couple hundred pages left to read for Monday.

Caleigh glanced up at the end of the chapter, looking around at her surroundings and the other people on the train. She then noticed the guy sitting in the seat in front of her and could no longer focus on her reading. He was holding the empty but enormous Red Bull can and his hands were playing around with it. Caleigh still couldn't see his face, but she could feel the great vibe coming from him, informing her he was very extremely good looking.

Having two seats to himself, Red Bull Guy changed his position to lean against the window and stretch out. "Finally, his face." This was what she was waiting for. He turned his face towards her, and she saw...

Garbo?!

"Aah!" Caleigh awoke with a start on Lily's couch. She then continued to fall off the side as she tried to sit up. A loud crash of broken glass and her body slamming to the floor echoed throughout the apartment.

"What the hell is going on in there?!" Lily shouted from her bedroom.

"Ow..." Caleigh groaned and sat up, attempting to not put any weight on her aching hand. She pulled out a shard of an empty Rolling Rock bottle and looked at her bloody palm. "No way. Thanks a lot, Lily," but in the back of her mind, she wanted a little to blame Garbo as well.

Trying to avoid thinking of him, Caleigh walked into the bathroom. None of the lights were on in the apartment, but the sun was up and shining through the closed blinds. Caleigh saw a clock. 11:53. Oh well, it was about time to get up anyway.

Still tired and sore, Caleigh groggily cleaned up the blood and wrapped a bandage around her hand, similar to a boxer's taping. It was stinging pretty badly, but she was able to hold back tears as she smirked at how badass it looked. She popped in some Advil, put the first aid kit away, and went back to the couch to clean up the glass.

By the time Caleigh entered the kitchen, Maddie was already sipping whatever caffeinated drink she chose that day while holding a newspaper in front of her face.

"Good morning," Maddie said, without looking up.

"You're up early," Caleigh replied, as she tore her way through Lily's kitchen for a bowl, a spoon, and milk. Mmm yes, cereal fixings.

"Yeah, well, I was kind of woken up by a loud crash."

"My bad. Hey, are you okay? You know, with Freddie and stuff?" Caleigh finally made the decision of Honey Bunches of Oats and sat down across from Maddie.

"Am I okay? You're the one who fell off the couch! Are you okay?!" Maddie lifted the newspaper down just enough for Caleigh to see her eyes.

Caleigh paused as she looked at her hand, but responded, "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bad dream."

"Oh. Well, then, I guess you can talk about it, if you'd like."

"No, it's fine."

"No it's not," Maddie said forcefully, not giving Caleigh any choice, "What was it?"

"You remember when we went to Boston?"

Maddie was startled. "You had a nightmare about Boston?! You're not going back on Northeastern, are you?!"

"Woah, chill. That wasn't it. Do you remember that night when we took the train to dinner?"

"Umm, yeah... we did that more than once. What night specifically are you talking about?"

"We ate downtown."

"Woah! Are you thinking about Red Bull Guy?! Yeah, I remember that night. Good times," Maddie said, finally lifting the newspaper down to have a real conversation.

"Yeah, actually, he was in the dream, but... it wasn't his face," Caleigh watched her cereal become more and more soggy.

"That's too bad. He had great eyes."

"I know, but that's not what freaked me out."

"Oh. Oooooh," Maddie was real interested now, "that's what were talking about. Well, who was it? Who's face?"

Caleigh took a breath but was cut off by a singing Lily coming into the kitchen with a chipper entrance.

"Love don't come so easilyyy. This doesn't have to end in tragedyyy,"

"Woah, Liliana! What is up?!" Maddie said. Maddie and Caleigh were both surprised by the drastic mood change from the night before, not to mention Lily's lack of hangover, but Caleigh was also relieved she didn't have to deal with more crap about falling off the couch.

"I have you and you have me," Lily continued singing as she got out her own bowl and spoon and got up close and personal to Maddie and Caleigh as she continued, "We're one in a million, why can't you see?" Lily sat down and head banged as she began the chorus and poured her cereal, "I'm waiting, waiting for nothing. You're leaving, leaving me hanging. When did your heart go missing? Oh, when did your heart go missing?"

Out of breath, Lily stopped and dug into her cereal as her two friends stared at her out of confusion and fear. Finally, she looked up and met their eyes. "What?"