Prologue: Quantum Mechanics states that there are an infinite number of worlds. This is boring, and you have likely heard it before. Something more interesting that you might have not heard is that on one of those worlds, Max Caulfield never met Chloe Price before leaving Arcadia Bay. Let me tell you the story of what happened when she came back.

Chapter 11: Blondes

Saturday, September 21rst, 2013 (10:15 AM)

Chloe stepped into the shower room, looking around. Teasing Max had been fun, but she really did need a shower. Hanging up her towel, she paused for a moment to admire herself in the mirror, looking at the tattoo that wound it's way up her arm. Damn she looked good.

Stepping into the shower, she turned up the water until steam coiled up around her. Say what you would about Blackwell, at least this private snobby-ass high school had a good water heater. She ran her fingers through her hair, thinking about the previous day. Wow. She had taken Max out on a kick-ass date, and gotten to sleep in her bed. Score.

After a few more minutes of washing her hair (god why did the dye make it so difficult), Chloe heard the door open and someone walk in. Peeking through the door crack, she saw it was that bitch Victoria. According to Rachel, she was dating Kate Marsh, which Chloe found impossible to believe. From what she had seen of Kate Marsh while she was at Blackwell, the girl was a sweet, sheltered, caring person, the kindest individual Chloe had ever met. Kind of the opposite of Victoria in that respect, and in almost every other one as well. The only thing they had in common was their hair color.

She had to stifle a laugh at that, remembering that she had the same hair color as them as well. Well, the same natural hair color. Chloe couldn't see Victoria or Kate dyeing their hair blue. Another stifled laugh. Oh my fucking god Victoria was going to notice.

Pfft. Who cared? She was Chloe Price, she wasn't scared of a prissy ass bitch like Victoria Chase. Turning off the water, she stepped out of the shower. What followed was priceless. Well not really, she was there, but it didn't matter.

Victoria was applying mascara when she stepped out, and managed to narrowly avoid stabbing out her own eye, still screwing up her makeup in shocked reaction as she saw her number one nemesis come out of the showers in her dorm, buck naked.

Chloe smirked, seeing Victoria's reaction. So worth it. Stepping over to the rack where she had left her towel, she picked it up, tying it around her waist.

"What's the matter, Victoria? Cat got your tongue?" She taunted, making sure her towel was tied properly. It wouldn't do to flash some random girl in the hallway.

To Victoria's credit, she recovered rather quickly, firing off a response, her tongue as sharp as a razor.

"No, I was just shocked to see a girl who was kicked out of here for smoking weed back so soon, and in the showers? Or are you here to visit the lame waif down the hall?" Victoria smirked, tilting her head slightly.

Chloe felt her face grow red, but with anger, not embarrassment. What she could do to this prissy bitch… She felt her hand ball into a fist, and forced it flat again. It wouldn't do to get into trouble while visiting Max. She didn't want to get her girlfriend in trouble. Wait, girlfriend? Never mind. Instead, she made to leave, spitting out an insult as she left, her words dripping with hate and spite.

"Go fuck yourself, Victoria. At least I'm with someone who loves me. I doubt that Kate really loves you, and I don't think anyone ever will."

Chloe left the shower room, and she wasn't sure, but she thought that she might have seen tears form in Victoria's eyes as she did.

AN: Wow, that was intense. A whole chapter from Chloe's POV (though admittedly not a very long one.) What did you guys think? Let me know in a review! Give me sustenance! Cya later!