Westchester, NY
Subway Station B
6:14 PM
Saturday, September 20th

Nikki Dalton bounced on the toes of her black Miu Miu flats as she waited in the crowded subway station for Cam. She checked her phone. It was already 6:14. He was supposed to be here 30 minutes ago. She sighed. Wasn't there some kind of "If they don't come in half an hour, they're not coming at all" rule? Probably.

Nikki tugged on one of her light brown braids as she turned around to leave. A pair of eyes met hers. Green and blue. That meant...

"Cam!" she shrieked as she hugged her boyfriend. "I didn't think you'd show up!"

"I'm here, though," Cam murmured. "Isn't that enough?"

Nikki blinked before pulling away. "What about Claire?" she stated. "You can't be hugging me if she's still in the picture."

Cam contorted his face. "She's not. We broke up ages ago." His voice reeked of indifference, making Nikki smile. He was telling the truth.

"So, do you wanna go to Starbucks, Cam?" Nikki asked, holding his hand.

Cam faced her and smiled. "Sure."

Luckily, Starbucks was right down the block. They ran up the stairs and walked calmly to Starbucks. As they entered, Cam and Nikki froze.

Claire and Josh were there.

Nikki wanted to be anywhere but there, where she'd probably have to sit near Claire. Claire, who was Cam's ex. Claire, who was with some other guy. Let's leave, Nikki thought, trying to communicate with Cam through brain waves. Let's leave and get Chinese instead.

He didn't get her signals.

"Hey, Josh," Cam greeted his dark-haired friend by doing that half-hug thing that all guys do. "Hey, Claire." Claire simply nodded in response.

Nikki could waft a smell from Claire. Vanilla. She smelled like cheap Vanilla.

"I'm Claire," she stated somewhat blandly.

"I know. Nice to meet you...again" Nikki fake-smiled, gesturing to their meet at Saks.

"Likewise," Claire faced foward and took a bite out of her butter bread. Which pretty much meant that their 3-second conversation was over. Nikki faced foward as well, her boyfriend talking to her enemy's boyfriend.

"Cam, I'm going to the bathroom," Nikki said, feeling a little queasy. As she got up her purse accidently knocked down Claire's French Vanilla Roast, spilling it all over Claire.

Nikki's dark eyes widened to the size of a baseball, her eyes bugging out. "I'M SO SORRY! It was a accident!"

Apparently, Claire didn't believe her.

"You did that on purpose!" Claire hissed, grabbing a bunch of brown napkins.

"NO, I'M SERIOUS! THAT WAS AN ACCIDENT!" Nikki screeched, feeling everyone's eyes on her. Not the best way to get in the spotlight. Or start a conversation.

"Claire, are you okay?" Cam asked the enemy. He shot a glance at Nikki, who was turning redder by the second.

"I'm fine," Claire snapped through clenched teeth, desperately trying to get the brown stain out of the Alice & Olivia top she'd borrowed from Massie.

"Here, let me help," Josh offered, running to the bathroom and grabbing a handful of wet paper towels.

Cam glared at Nikki. "Why would you do that?"

Nikki stared at the ground. So much for a quiet night on the town. "I didn't do that on purpose!" she shot back. "I accidentally hit it when I stood up!"

Cam looked at her, looking for sincerity. Looks like he didn't believe her. "Nikki, could you...tell the truth for once?"

"What?"

"At camp, my friend Jake always told me that you were flirting with someone. And on...this site...it said you made out with like, 7 different guys."

Nikki's eyes hardened. Gossip Girl? "You shouldn't believe everything you hear, Cam. I thought you trusted me," she choked out, on the verge of heavy tears.

"Well, maybe we're not right for eachother, then."

That's when Nikki's heart exploded. "Are you...breaking up with me?"

Cam stared at his feet. "I think so," he muttered. "Sorry."

"It's okay," she squeaked in response, even though it wasn't. "It's fine, really." She could feel everyone gazing sympathetically at her. Why did he have to break up with her here? In public?

Claire looked like she wanted to laugh--or comfort her. Wasn't she supposed to be the kind one?

Stupid New York city, Nikki thought. Stupid Claire with her stupid blonde hair.

Then, with no common sense of what Massie Block could do to her, Nikki grabbed Josh's Chocolate Freeze and dumped it on Claire.

She calmly turned around and walked to the door, before she left she turned to Claire.

She hollered, "Now that was purpose."

New York, NY
JFK Airport
7:30 PM
Saturday, September 20th



Dylan Marvil stepped out of the airplane, into the tunnel, then into the JFK Airport. Terminal B.

She turned around and started walking toward the conveyor belt for her Louis Vuittons, and almost collided into someone. "Sorry," Dylan said, looking up.

It was a guy with jet-black hair, kind of choppy and long. He had bright blue eyes and porcelain skin. Normally, Dylan didn't check out emo guys, but this one was different. This one seemed...different. She noticed a lip ring.

It was kind of sexy.

"I'm Dylan," Dylan blushed, holding out her hand. The guy shook it. He had a firm handshake.

"I'm Ty," he said, studying her green eyes. "So what brings you to the airport?"

"I was on some cruise in Alaska," Dylan admitted, yanking at a very loose curl. Thanks to Yvonne, her mother's new hair stylist, her red hair was now straightened to perfection. "You?"

"Moutain biking. California." Ty grinned. His teeth were white and straight.

100 percent HART, Dylan giddily thought.

"What school you going to?" Dylan blurted.

Ty stuffed a hand in his front pocket of his slightly-tight skinny jeans. "Boctavian Country Day," he flipped his choppy bangs out of his face. "All boys."

Dylan's heart fluttered. "I'm going...I mean, I took a vacation but now I'm back. I go to Lilly's St. Academy for Girls. It's a few blocks from BCD."

Kristen is officially out.

"Cool," he smirked. He roughly, but at the same time, gently grabbed her arm and grabbed a red sharpie out of his back pocket. And wrote down his number.

"Maybe we can get together sometime," Ty said, his icy blue eyes staring into her forest green eyes. "Peace."

And with that he walked away.

Dylan Marvil is back.

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