A/N: Hello all, sorry this chapter is short and filler-y, I've just been so busy lately. College is hard =P Hopefully I'll get out of this slump soon. In the meantime, enjoy.

-RJ

When Veeta and Violet arrived at Violet's house (It had not occurred to Veeta that Violet would have her own house) the Amity tugged on her hand and grinned, "Won't you come in Veeta?"

"No, thanks, I have to get back before curfew."

"Oh, please, won't you? You have time. Shannon's really nice, she won't be upset if you're a little bit late." Violet gently tugged on Veeta's hand.

"I can't, I'm going to have to work really hard for people to take me seriously here, and you remember what that's like."

"No, I don't, not really. No one ever questioned that I belonged here. They were all to busy watching Blaze." Violet frowned. "Just like you; you like Blaze more than me, don't you?"

"Violet, don't be like that."

"But it's true," Violet pouted, "Everyone wants crazy Blaze or sassy Analise. Nobody ever looks at me when they're around."

"Violet, it's not that I like Blaze more." Veeta cupped Violet's chin in her hand. "You and Blaze are sisters, I don't want to get between you two, that's all. I didn't think you liked me when Blaze and I hooked up."

"I didn't, and I know it's bad of me to like my sister's girlfriend, but I can't help it."

Veeta couldn't help herself, she laughed.

"Blaze is not my girlfriend," she insisted, "we're just having fun together."

"Then, you can be with other people…" Violet started slowly.

"I suppose."

"So why not me? Blaze and I have been with each other's exes before."

It was becoming harder to resist this girl. Violet was beautiful, with eyes that matched her name and skin that glowed in the moonlight.

"You're sure Blaze wouldn't be upset?" Veeta treaded carefully. Violet looked like the kind of girl who wouldn't hurt a fly; but Veeta had learned over the years that those kind of girls were usually the most dangerous.

"Of course I'm sure, she's not the jealous type at all. I would never hurt my sisters, their my family." Something in Violet's smile told Veeta that she was being honest.

The two transfers gravitated towards one another, their bodies pulled by an invisible force. Veeta's mind moved at a mile a minute, trying to convince her to pull away.

"This is a bad idea." A tiny voice in the back of her mind whispered. "Remember what Belle said, what will she say if you do this now?"

Veeta pushed the thought from her mind and replaced it with her own chosen words, "Forget Belle, I don't care what she thinks."

Veeta knew she was lying to herself; Belle's opinion was the only one she cared about. As she kissed Violet and followed her through the house and fell onto her bed, all Veeta thought about was Belle.

When Veeta stumbled into her and Belle's shared room that night, minutes before curfew, Belle was reading on her bed.

"You smell like sex," Were the first words out of her mouth.

"And you smell like fire." She replied. "How was the party? I saw you talking to Steven when I left." She wiggled her eyebrows at Belle, hoping to draw the conversation away from herself.

"The bonfire was boring, but Steven is nice. And don't wiggle those eyebrows at me. Unlike one of us here, I don't feel the need to jump into bed with every person who looks my way."

"Well that was aggressive. Jealous much?"

"No, but I'm mad at you. Violet has never hurt anybody and now you are going to just break her heart."

"Excuse me? Were we at the same party, because I distinctly recall her coming up to me, pulling me away, and when we got to her place she begged me to come inside and she begged me to fuck her."

Veeta wasn't sure what made her angrier, Belle's self-righteous attitude or the way she acted like she was Veeta's parent. Maybe all of it, all she really knew was that she was pissed.

"Of course she did, you're you. You pull people in and make them want you."

"I didn't do a damn thing to Violet, in fact I didn't do anything to any of the girls I've been with. I don't know what has got you so pissed tonight but don't you dare take it out on me, you're not my girlfriend so you have no right to judge me on what I do."

"Oh, it all comes back to that doesn't it? You're still mad that I won't just drop to my knees before you like all the others."

"You started this, don't turn it around on me. I'm not doing this." Veeta stood and stormed out of the room. She walked as calmly as she could to Shannon's office. Shannon had said she'd be there for half an hour after curfew if they needed anything. Before knocking, Veeta took a few deep breaths and plastered a smile to her face.

"Veeta, hello. What can I do for you?" Shannon smiled.

"Hi Shannon, I had a question about our room assignments, if we are allowed to switch?"

"If you had too, I suppose, but why? When you went missing this evening everyone directed me to Belle. They said you were friends."

"You were looking for me? I'm so sorry, an older friend of mine didn't want to walk home alone, so I walked with her." It wasn't really a lie.

"Yes, Belle explained that. So why do you want to switch rooms. Have you two had an altercation?"

Veeta shifted a little nervously, she knew if she told the truth she would be in trouble. Fighting on the first night would look terrible for both of them. As mad as she was, she couldn't throw Belle under the bus like that. "Of course not," She smiled, "it's just that I don't know many of the other girls here. I just thought it might be nice to make a few more new friends."

"Oh Veeta, don't worry about that. You'll have plenty of chances to make new friends during our other activities."

"I know, I just thought it might be easier if I had another person to connect with. Belle doesn't have a lot of friends."

"Which is exactly why she needs you." Shannon pursed her lips a little. "Look Veeta, I don't know how much Belle has told you about her home situation, but she's going through a rough time right now."

"I know her mom's in jail." Veeta spit out. She corrected herself, "I'm sorry for interrupting."

"It's alright. So, since you know that, you should also know Belle has been looking after her sister Bloom by herself. Right now, Bloom is in the care of one of our daycare directors. I think it's really hard on Belle to be away from her. She needs a friend right now, and as you said, she doesn't have many."

"You're absolutely right." It all made sense now, Bloom would have been at the bonfire for a little while, all of Amity was there, it must have killed Belle to have to say goodbye to her and go home alone.

"Why don't you head off to bed, we have a busy day tomorrow." Shannon smiled and walked her to the door.

"Of course, thank you Shannon." Veeta wanted to gag, she couldn't imagine having to wear this fake smile and use this phony voice for the rest of her life.

When she got back to her room Belle was asleep, or pretending to be. Veeta made a mental note to apologize in the morning. Knowing Belle, she wasn't really mad at Veeta. This was just how Belle was, normally she would have gone to Xavier and let him relieve her stress. Without him here, she turned to fighting instead, with the only person she could. Veeta went to sleep that night wishing that she were Xavier.