Chapter 36

"So basically, this old friend, Larissa is insane, and is plotting something with Amber?" Rosayla raised an eyebrow as if deciding to trust me or not.

"Yeah." I replied, trying to sound as convincing as I could while drying myself off with the towel Rosa had handed me.

"This sounds too cliche." Rosayla sighed shaking her head a little.

"I know. And I have a bad feeling about this whole Larissa thing. She's got something planned, and I would be lying if I said she's better at manipulating then Deborah. Because she's not just good at manipulating. She's a geinus, and she is merciless. No one's her friend, and no one is even her ally." I spat.

"Woah! Calm down. I get it." Rosayla smiled (like the goddess of beauty she is).

"Amber's insane, but Larissa is far more troubling!" I heaved a heavy sigh.

"Larissa... Care to explain how you know she's an evil devil?" Rosayla watched me expressionlessly.

"She's like Deborah. She manipulates so well. Her father is rich, and he makes sure to make the connections to insure that she and her brothers never get in trouble with the law. She had broken up, and re-matched so many couples just for fun, with one talk to each person. Remember Arsen? She once tried to steal him away from me just because she needed a power show." I listed these things, trying to think of a specific experience that would show how she was. But it was hard.

"Did she steal away Arsen?" Rosayla leaned forward.

"No. Arsen knew what she was doing and dissed her. She got burned so bad! I would've felt bad for her if she hadn't hit on Arsen!" I giggled, remembering Larissa's gasp when that happened.

"Excuse me?" She demanded, pushing a finger into his chest.

"Sorry!" Arsen laughed, letting the girl jab a finger into his chest. Larissa face flushed to an even deeper shade of pink.

"That was rude!" She pushed him, but clearly underestimated him. Arsen didn't move an inch.

"So are you." Arsen replied evenly. Larissa snapped and her face turned an even deeper shade.

"Ok, that was one step too far." Larissa looked up at him.

"Yes, but you're about ten steps ahead of me. So, I would say that's about fair, you would agree, yes no?" Arsen smiled the way he would for the cameras, or public media coverage person. Charming, they would call it.

"Are you going to step in before Larissa starts punching him?" Jasmine whispered, her silent giggles reaching my ears.

"Nah. Arsen can take care of himself, and I really want to see Larissa at a breaking point." I smiled.

"Wow, I can really see those devil horns popping out from your head! Weren't you guys super close just a year ago?!" Jasmine's laugh came a little louder now.

"Yeah, but she ended up making me get how many detentions? I believe you know the answer." I raised an eyebrow, watching Larissa's face grow even redder every time Arsen opened his mouth.

"Five..." Jasmine sighed.

"There's your answer. Presto! Magic!" I nudged her with my shoulder. "Cheer up! This is a once in a lifetime chance to see Larissa loose her composure."

"We really need to buy you a golden halo and some wings." Jasmine's voice smothered with sarcasm.

"Yes, I have a perfect white dress to go with it." I responded, earning Jasmine's signature snort.

"SHUT UP!" Larissa screamed at Arsen. I winced, and rubbed my ears. Arsen noticed, and laughed.

"Hush girl. You're bothering the surrounding people. You even drew a crowd!' He frowned like owner to a puppy. Displeased, but unable to scold it properly.

Larissa glanced around, apparently only just realizing that there were people. In the world. That were not her. And the frustrating boy in front of her.

Larissa, face still flushed, spotted me, and marched over, her feet hitting the ground with a solid thump.

"Telsa! Control your boyfriend! He's rude as heck!" She huffed.

"No way! Did Larissa just slightly swear! Everyone! Rare sight! Larissa's slightly swearing!" I gasped, waving over random people. Larissa got really pissed. Her eyebrows clash, forming a solid knot, and I knew I would pay, but gosh! It was worth it.

"TELSA! I'm telling you to control your boyfriend, and get the HELL out of here!" She huffed, smoke practically steaming out of her ears.

"I'm sorry. I don't control my boyfriend. He's a human, and I treat him like one. Like you should. No, stratch that." I laughed, waving my hand, before letting it fall, face growing still and serious.

"I treat everyone like a human, and that means I don't control them. I treat them with respect if they treat me with respect. I see them as people, and not pawns to be moved across a chess board." I let my words ring out, just because it felt good. To be in charge. To take that power and go 'you suck, this is why, sorry!' and leave that power.

"Now, if you'll excuse me." I brushed past Larissa who was still. From the corner of my eye, I saw her mouth drop and her eyebrows shoot up.

"Arsen! Let's go!" I latched onto his arm, tugging him away from the scene. Larissa, remained unmoving, back faced to us.

"That's what boyfriend stealers deserve!" Rosayla nodded, face approving and holding me with a new respect. I mentally gave myself a high five.

"That was the day Larissa lost her composure, and it was the only time it ever happened. Best day ever." I shook my head, hoping I wasn't coming off as too malicious.

"So what's she trying to steal this time." Rosayla asking, starting to fold a pile of clothes.

"Not sure, but she seems to want my medical records. That's scary." I shivered.

"Well then. Time to take her down like we did with Deborah!" Rosayla annouced, but I just laughed.

"Oh, that's gonna be hard considering the fact that she's not transferring to our school, and that she lives in another state. But I keep in contact with my old friends. Time to ring 'em up!" I pulled out my phone.

"Hold that thought. You're still dripping wet. Might I add the part where you don't even have a grand plan?" Rosayla, took the towel from me, a dangerous glint in her eyes.

"Rosayla... Don't." Rosayla took another step closer and I leaped up.

"No?" She said it more like a question, but coming from her at this moment, it was a statement.

"No." I said firmly. Rosayla shrugged.

"Yes. It's not like you have a change of clothes here anyways." I opened my mouth to protest, but I couldn't think of anything.

"I win!" She gave a little cheer.

"Screw you."

"Don't be so grumpy."

"I'll stop being grumpy when Armin stops playing games."

"That's never going to happen."

"My point exactly."

"Except when the teacher takes the games away from him."

"Oh hush!"

Author's Note

And yet another chapter up! Yay! I had serious writer's block, but I think I'm good now! I went out into the huge mysterious and magical world of ours and got inspired! Anyways! Sorry if Rosayla seemed a little off. I kinda, lost the way she acts. If you could comment on what you think she would say instead, that would be a great help! (I've completely forgotten how she acts, it's so frustrating!)