"I can't believe you!" Curiosity turning heads at the sudden yell as they watched Zoe Rivaes, queen-bee of the school, storming out the doors and towards the parking lot, her face exhibiting both anger and resentment. Grace was hot on her heels, slower, without a peep from her lips. When Zoe stopped, she stopped. And when she turned, Grace stood her ground as well.

"You're being ridiculous." Came the monotone reply. Zoe's face slumped, her mouth moving into a small line. She was not a happy camper, "I honestly don't understand why you're so mad."

"Well if you don't then there is obviously no problem here." Zoe spat sarcastically, turning her back and walking away. Grace sighed and ran in front of her to obstruct her path.

"Okay! I understand. Well, I don't, but I understand you are in fact mad so we'll start with that. Why are you mad?"

Zoe folded her arms, turning her face away with the same unhappy expression on her face, and grumbled, "I don't like her." The laughter caught her off guard and she looked at Grace with a glare that could kill, her anger growing by the second.

"Alright, sorry," chuckled Grace, "It's just you girls bust heads all the time and in a moment you'll be sitting across from each other at some table sipping at the same juicy juice. The pattern never ends."

That certainly wasn't the answer Zoe wanted, "You can't afford to do this." Zoe gritted out, "You know I can get any person I want?"

Grace scoffed in return and looked up as she saw the entire cheerleading team walk towards them. Her back up. Which meant it was time to leave.

"Understood. And when you're ready to apologize, my IM will always be on." Grace said, fixing her bag over her shoulder as she was making herself scarce.

"Me, apologize?!" Zoe yelled. The cheerleaders crowded behind her, but didn't say a word, only staring at the exchange. Grace was thankful that Zig was busy with detention or she'd surely have a lot of explaining to do, "I'm not apologizing!"

"Until then, drama."

It happened that morning, when she received a text from Maya who asked her whether she wanted to sleep over. Zig already invited Tiny, and all the booze plus junk food was hidden within the corridors of her room.

"Unless you got to ask the queen's permission."

The statement drew annoyed ticks, and she found herself agreeing right off the bat. When Zoe came to hang out around the rubber room, Zig had made the mistake of bringing it up in front of her. After they left, Zoe questioned Grace why she withheld that sort of information while sending her accusing glances, which Grace, surrounded, shrugged and responded that since they weren't going to hang out that day, she thought it wasn't even her business. Apparently that was the worst answer to respond with because almost immediately Zoe had stormed out, and Maya was looking at her like she had gone insane.

"Guessing I should go after her?"

"You're damn right."

Zoe was just making it out to be a big deal; saying things like she could get anyone else she wanted. Even after she cried and said she liked her. Even after she was following her all this time. She was still determined to show that she had the right.

Grace sighed to herself. Being in a relationship was just exhausting.

Zoe was livid. No, there was not only one word in the English dictionary that could express what she was feeling at the moment. She wanted to punch something or someone, whatever was closest, she wanted to make something cry, she wanted to scream in frustration.

She was also sad. Sad that Grace, her own girlfriend, just didn't understand her. Sad that she said, "It's none of your business" like it was nothing. And then acting like she didn't do anything wrong.

She was her girlfriend damnit, she had every right to know where and what she was doing. And suddenly she's asking for an apology, as if! She turned, clenching her fists, biting her lip, as her concerned friend's surrounded her wondering what was going on. One asked whether Grace was bullying her, another asked whether they should get a teacher involved.

"I don't know, she's kind of scary." Lola replied, holding herself. Shay immediately went to stand beside her.

Zoe shook her head out of it – no, as much as she was loathsome at the moment, she did not want Grace to get in trouble. She had learned time and time again that acting in a moment of anger would only lead to more problems down the line. And perhaps ruin the potentially best thing that could ever happen to her, the thing she wanted for so long.

So she took a breath and opened her eyes and looked at her friends. And with the most serious face she could mustered, asked, "Hey, quick question, would any of you girls spread your legs for me if I asked?"

There was a pause between the girls.

"… Umm, what?" Jack stared at her, having a hard time taking in what she was saying.

"Okay!" replied Lola.

Zoe's last comment was in reference to the chapter where Zoe and Maya were bickering and she said, "What? Did you have some poor sap do it for you? Or maybe those ditzies on the cheerleading team who would spread their legs for you if you asked, oh Queen Rivaes." Just for the people who forgot or perhaps didn't read it.

I just want to let you know that this story is almost done... though there will be 3-4 extra special chapters revolved around their families. I know I said that I wasn't going to do it, but after thinking about it for a while, I've decided to include what it actually means to be in homosexual relationship with your family involved. I hope you liked this chapter.

So what do you guys think? Do you think Zoe is justified in her behavior? What do you think the big deal is?