Cindy laughed so hard. She couldn't really believe what she was hearing.

"So here I am, all perfectly dressed in this." Rebecca laughed.

"Are you serious?" Cindy asked. "And what did he do?"

Rebecca nodded and began to speak.

If the girls weren't so into their conversation, they would know about the mysterious man looking in the window.

"—And his face was just something to laugh at." Rebecca giggled. "And when I told him I was actually "Victoria", it looked like he almost fainted!"

Cindy laughed. "Now that's funny."

Rebecca took a deep breath. "At least that'll teach him to not mess with me."

Chris stopped at the doorway, and then slowly made his way over to the girls, clearing his throat.

"So, Cindy, who's you're wonderful friend?" Chris asked as he stood by Rebecca. "Why don't you introduce me to her?"

"Because you already know her!" Cindy said punching Chris.

"What do you mean I know her?"

"It's me!" Rebecca said doing the same.

Chris was so shocked he almost fell backwards, but held onto the counter. "Oh my god. You look so different from a distance."

"I know, I'm dressed like this due to a prank I played on Billy." Rebecca smiled. "He'll never mess with me again."

"A prank on him?" Chris laughed. "Alright, now that I'd agree with. After all, he deserves it for thinking he can sleep with any girl he wants for fun."

"Glad you think so too." Rebecca sighed and stood up from her seat on the stool. "Well, I'm going to go change into something more appropriate."

"Please do that." Chris mumbled.

Carey sighed as she stared at herself in the mirror.

A knock on the door then woke her back into reality.

She sighed and stood up. "Come in."

John walked inside. "Bruno told me you wanted to see me?"

"Yes, take a seat." Carey signaled to the bed and locked the door. She hurried to sit in front of him. "John, I know Ron's only been settling back here, but I barely seen him around. I'm starting to get very suspicious of him."

"Like if that was a shock." John sighed. "Rick called the other day saying the man picking up the money for the company would be here any day now, and just when Ron arrives, the money is gone just like that."

"Interesting," Carey observed. "But I'm having my eye set on that secretary you guys have. I'd find him talking to her on the phone constantly. Do you think he went with her?"

"No, Excella went by herself to that business trip. Besides, I'd doubt she'd go for an idiot like him. I'd say to be more suspicious on that maid Ashley, but that's still just a rumor that I know, nothing official." John assured her. "And didn't you claim you didn't care if he had a lover?"

"I don't, but it's just what they could be capable of together that worries me. I mean they could use us and in the end they'd be leaving us with no money left." Carey said concerned. "Then Katherine would think something of us and kick us out. John, we'd have no money to go back home!"

"Ssshh, will you calm down?" John shushed. "Katherine is a noble woman and she wouldn't do such a thing. Still puts me to shame all you're worrying about is remaining rich."

"But it's the best thing we could possibly have, John." Carey pointed out. "And it puts me to shame that you actually fell for a poor dirty servant long ago. Mother would be so ashamed to know you abandoned Clara if she were still alive. And that reminds me John, just whatever happened to Clara?"

John remained silent. "It's none of your business, Carey."

"None of my business?" Carey pressed on. "She was going to be your new wife after you could divorce that maid and that thing. To be honest, I'm glad your son, Robert, didn't have to be born into a world with a disgrace for a mother."

"WILL YOU STOP!" John yelled, and then walked for the door to unlock it. "Look Carey, sorry I yelled, but sometimes . . . . . . I can tell you're still that bratty immature little girl." John said and left.

Carey glared at the door, and rushed for the bottom drawer, taking out a bottle of alcohol and a shot of glass, like she'd always do when she was sick of everything.

It was the next day, and Leon sat on his room's couch, trying to understand what he was being told.

"So let me get this straight." Leon said analyzing what he heard. "So Rebecca disappeared into the bathroom . . . ." Leon then made a poof signal. " . . . . and she transformed into Victoria?"

"No, Leon I'm not telling you she transformed into Victoria." Billy corrected. "I said Rebecca is Victoria."

Now Leon began to laugh.

"What the hell are you laughing at?" Billy said not too pleased.

"At you, of course." Leon answered. "I'm just surprised it took you this long to figure that out."

"Wait." Billy looked at Leon suspiciously. "You already knew?"

Leon started laughing again.

Billy looked away angry. "Of course you knew."

"Yeah, but I was just kidding on the bet, so you don't really have to do an effort on continuing this."

"No," Billy said. "I'm not letting her win this round so easily. What I'll do is get my revenge, and I'll assure you I'll get it."

"So I see you're not a good loser."

"No, Leon. I'm not good enough to be a loser." Billy said pacing the room. "I'm not going to let her just stay satisfied with what she did to me. She doesn't know who she's messing with."

"Oh, it's like everyone in this house is such a bad person." Rebecca complained to Mary as she ate her breakfast. "In the exception of you that is."

"Less bad." Mary laughed.

Rebecca looked at her eggs and bacon.

Earlier, she remembered on her walk back form delivering Katherine's breakfast, there was a mysterious door in a corner she must've missed the couple of days she'd been here. "Hey, Mary, you know all about this house and around, right?"

Mary nodded. "I should for the amount of time I've been working here."

"Well, do you think you could tell me about a hidden door into a corner of a hall? And why is it always locked, too?"

Mary stopped what she was doing and looked over at Rebecca. "Oh, child, it's better you don't ask about that door, ever."

Rebecca kept quiet, still not satisfied with what she'd been told, but did as Mary said.

"Mary! Mary!" Gary said as he rushed into the kitchen. "Have you seen Chris anywhere?"

"Oh, I sent him out on some groceries a while ago since Ashley refused. He should be back now any minute though." Mary explained. "Do you need him for something?"

"Actually, yes" Gary answered. "But if that's the case, then I'll go wait for him outside."

Rebecca watched him leave the kitchen.

"Is he always this energetic in the morning?"

Mary nodded. "But you'll get used to it."

Richard admired the picture of that pretty girl he'd been following around.

He lifted the picture in which he'd gotten a good shot of her face up to the unfinished painting that hung on the wall.

Satisfied, Richard kissed the picture.

A few knocks on the door startled him a little.

He gathered the pictures and put them in his desk.

"Come in."

Bruno walked in with a tray.

"Good to see you're here, thought I'd take time off of my job to bring you some tea." Bruno said as he set the tray down on his desk. "Would you like me to bring it to you, or would you rather stand up and get up yourself?"

"Pass it to me." Richard said. "It'd do me better to keep my cover."

"Very well, then." Bruno said and passed him his cup of tea.

Richard thoughtfully took the tea and stirred it.

"Hey, Bruno." Richard said as he set his tea on the desk. "What would you say if I decided to start painting again?"

"Why I'd say first thing tomorrow we should get you new art supplies to make that possible." Bruno listed. "After all you broke most of all of your supplies long ago."

"Yeah," Richard agreed. "I'm always destroying everything."

Rebecca carefully walked through the garden with some gardening scissors in her hands.

Once she reached a pink rose, she cut it and began to look for another one to cut.

Billy sneaked up behind her and grabbed her by the arm. "So this is where you were."

"Let go of me!" Rebecca yelled as she struggled in his grip.

"Oh, you wish." Billy said. "You're not escaping me."

"Let go of me!" Rebecca repeated and stepped hard on his foot, causing Billy to grunt, but no let go of her. "Just what else do you want from me? You already had your play time with me, now leave me alone!"

"You know, you are the worst person I've ever met." Billy glared. "Never, you hear me, NEVER will I ever forgive you for what you've done to me."

"And just what did I ever do to you?" Rebecca asked.

"You played with my feelings."

Rebecca burst out laughing. "Oh, please, Billy, you don't have any feelings. It's just really ridiculous of your part to be stirring the soup here."

Billy looked confused and loosened his grip on her. "What?"

"Do you actually think I'm an idiot? It's like you say one verse you know over and over again just because you don't know of another one." Rebecca then tried to walk past him, but was only stopped and returned back to where she stood.

"Hold on, you're not going anywhere."

Rebecca aggressively pushed his hands away. "Touch me one more time and you'll see what happens."

Billy returned the anger. "Alright, I'll do it without touching you, then."

"Do what? Huh?"

Billy didn't reply. Instead he leaned in and met her lips, causing Rebecca to look surprised at the sudden move he'd done.

Leon walked around the mansion.

Once he gotten to the living room, he had then came across Bruno.

"Hey, Bruno, have you seen Billy anywhere?"

"I saw him go outside a couple of minutes ago; would you like me to notify him that you're looking for him?" Bruno offered.

"Yeah, that'd be great." Leon said.

"Excuse me." Bruno said and head out.

Leon turned to see Carey casually dressed. "Mom? Where are you going?"

"Out for some fresh air." Carey answered. "I won't be long, dear."

"Alright." Leon said. "Take care while you're out."

"I will." Carey said as she made her way for the exit.

Bruno suddenly reappeared behind Leon and tapped him in the shoulder. "Billy said he'd meet with you shortly. Apparently he has something to care of out in the garden."

"In the garden?" Leon asked, and then chuckled to himself at that thought. "I never thought things like that would interest him."

Bruno laughed. "I'll return to my job now."

Leon nodded and sat down on the couch, turning on the TV in front of him.

Scotty then sat down next to him.

"What's up, Scotty?" Leon asked.

"Nothing really." Scotty replied. "Diane and Lilly are watching TV upstairs and I decided to come down and watch something more, you know . . . . . manly."

Leon laughed. "I see you still wanna be macho tough like your brother, huh?"

"Sort of," Scotty said. "Though I wouldn't be much of an asshole to a pretty girl."

"So you've caught on, I see."

"Yeah," Scotty leaned into the arm of the couch. "I saw him storming down the hall following Rebecca. Apparently they're having an argument."

"Funny, I got told he was in the garden short ago. I guess I know what he was doing there now." Leon sighed. "I would really like to know how he just can't drop a few things."

Scotty shrugged. "I'd like to know what turned him into a guy like that. Then again, he's always been that way to them. Except Priscilla."

Leon nodded. "May be. Priscilla may have been special to the point they would have gotten married, but she still wasn't enough for that to light in his eyes even after she left."

"Then I guess either way, Billy's been the same."

Rebecca rushed into the dorm and quickly shut the door behind her, but failed to do so since Billy had already stopped he door with his foot.

"Get out of my room!" Rebecca yelled.

"I'm not finished with you yet."

"Of course you're done now leave!"

Billy smirked. "Just why are you so mad?"

Rebecca stepped back, letting Billy in. "Why?" She angrily slammed the pink rose she'd been holding to the floor and walked to her bed. "And you're still asking that?"

"Yeah, why?" Billy said following her. "I said I wouldn't touch you and I didn't."

"But you kissed me!" Rebecca glared.

"You love me kissing you, don't you?" It was more of a fact than a question. Billy smirked as he closed in on her.

Rebecca blushed and speechlessly took a few steps back, coming to contact with the top bed behind her.

Billy smirked at the sight. "I barely even hugged you and you still didn't pull away from me or slapped me for that matter."

"Well, uh, I was caught by surprise!" Rebecca managed to blurt out. "I can't think straight when that happens. Every time that happens and it's something I hate, I can't think straight, and that's what happens to me when you do that. Your kisses disgust me!"

"My kisses don't disgust you."

"Yes they do!" Rebecca protested.

"No they don't."

"Yes they do!"

"Yes they do." Billy smartly said.

"No they don't!" Rebecca yelled, and then blushed again, realizing what she just said.

"See? Point proven." Billy said and smiled in satisfaction.

"But that was a trap."

"Trap or not, dollface," Billy leaned much closer. "Bottom line is you love it when I kiss you."

"Well, you're wrong." Rebecca angrily replied.

"Want me to show you?"

Rebecca then turned Billy around for the opened the door. "Oh, get out now!"

"You melt." Billy mumbled once he was by the door, and then out. "And you love it!"

"I don't melt!"

"Yes you do!" Billy yelled one more time.

"No I don't!" Rebecca closed the door and then irritatingly walked to the red rose he'd given her and smelled the wonderful smell.

She sighed and sat down on the small chair in front of the drawer.

"Of course I love them." She admitted, and looked back the rose. Rebecca sighed again and closed her eyes, leaning her face on her palm. "Oh, what's wrong with me?"

I'm busy going onto highschool with two years of college included, so excuse me taking long. Reviews, plz?