Let's see what happens. Thanks to 123NumberGirl456 (I think she's that type...it's why she hasn't said no yet) and the guest reviewer (I expected that kind of reaction).

Just as we got out of the car, the door of the bungalow opened and a really cute buff guy with blonde hair came out. He caught sight of us, and waved, yelling "Yo, Courtney!"

Courtney waved back. "Hey, Geoff. How long have you been back with Bridgette?"

"Since the end of June! Hey, it's a record so far – give it one more month, and we'll be engaged!" Geoff called back. "Catch you guys later!" He jumped into a convertible parked outside the house and sped off.

"Did I just go invisible?" I asked.

Courtney laughed. "That's Geoff, Bridgette's boyfriend – they've been sort of on and off the rails since high school. They're usually on, but every so often, Geoff gets a bit...well, he works in the Canadian TV industry, and every so often, he gets what Bridgette calls 'Captain Hollywood syndrome' and at those times, they're not together. But he's right, almost seven months makes it sound like he's finally got it under control. Anyway, don't worry, you're not invisible – Geoff's just tactless and unobservant. He probably didn't even realize you were with me. He's an okay guy most of the time."

Finally, we got to the house. Courtney knocked, and the door was opened by a girl who I instantly liked the look of. She had a friendly smile, with pale blonde hair tied back into a ponytail, and green eyes.

"Hey, Courtney." the girl said. She looked at me. "Brooklyn, was it?"

I nodded shyly. "And you're Bridgette?" The girl nodded and we went in.

I was surprised, to say the least. I just couldn't see how Bridgette and Courtney could be as good friends as they evidently were. Courtney was a bit uptight and bossy, getting upset easily when things didn't go her way. Bridgette was easygoing and friendly. She'd roll her eyes at Courtney overreacting, but would still be supportive. I felt completely at ease with her, right from the get go.

We started off just making small talk, getting to know each other. Although I relaxed quickly, I was reluctant to broach the subject, the reason I'd come at all. Luckily, Bridgette said it first.

"So...from what I heard, you were helping get Alejandro's girlfriend back with him." she said. She scowled as she said the name, clearly still hurt. "I still don't get how he could have a girlfriend at all. I mean...I know I wasn't the last, and now I'm pretty sure I wasn't the first, either."

"Believe me, I know." I said darkly. "I didn't have quite the same experience as you, I'm sure, but I'm still trying to get past it." I wasn't about to tell Bridgette what really happened, since I'd just met her, but what I said was true enough. However, my recovery was becoming more rapid – I was hoping to retest my limits the next time I saw Scott – but it didn't mean I'd forgiven Alejandro. Yet. I had to wonder, in time, would I come to see him in a good light, the way Courtney had?

Bridgette nodded. "It not only hurt me, but it nearly broke my own relationship with my boyfriend." She looked sad now. "I'd only just gotten back with Geoff after he went a little bit...well..."

"I told her what you said." Courtney said quickly. "We saw Geoff on his way out. So he was in a Captain Hollywood phase at the time?"

"No...but he was just going back to being my Geoff." Bridgette said. "He was still living somewhere else. Then I met Alejandro on the beach one day, and I hung out with him a few more times because he was nice and fun to talk to, and he seemed to like me. I thought we were just friends, but about a week after we'd met, he started trying to get closer to me, and I couldn't help it – I let him. He knew I had Geoff, but I'd also confided about why we'd broken up earlier, and he knew exactly how to cast enough doubt for me to stop thinking about Geoff. And within three weeks, I'd slept with him. A few days after that, he visited me one more time to say he was sorry, but he didn't think we should keep hanging out and regretted not taking things more slowly. That's the last time I ever saw him." She looked guilty. "Unfortunately, that was the day after Geoff had moved back in with me, and he had just discovered, to an extent, what had been going on. He moved straight back out again, and refused to even talk to me for a week. It was another month before he moved back in properly. I only found out over the summer that this wasn't the first time it had happened."

"I didn't know it had happened to her at first, when I stayed over," Courtney interjected, "But when I heard about it, I instantly remembered Alejandro talking about her, and so I told her about me. And multiple other girls."

"And you're sure that his current girlfriend isn't going to be one of those girls?" Bridgette asked.

"Positive." I said firmly. I could see why Bridgette had been so hurt. It had been doubly insulting – dated and dumped, then almost dumped by her real boyfriend, too.

"Last time I spoke to him I actually addressed that." I said. "I said that basically, he could either have her, or continue the way he was. He said her, and I believe him."

"I can tell when he's lying." Courtney claimed. "It's true."

"And I can tell that he makes her happy." I continued. "I've never seen anything else that makes her smile that much. I just felt that I needed someone to prove that out of all the girls he's been with, she's different." I paused. "Would you say something to him now, if you had the chance?"

Bridgette paused, staring into her lap. Finally, she made eye contact with me again and said "You came here to ask me to help get them back together, right?" I nodded. "Then the first thing I'll have to do is speak to him."

"I'll get him over here. Like...is next weekend a good time?" Courtney offered.
"Not over here!" Bridgette said quickly. "If Geoff is here at that time, he'll either get the wrong idea, or more likely just not let him in. That won't get us anywhere."

I looked at Courtney helplessly. She hadn't told Bridgette about the hideout, right? Could we do that? Could we trust her not to say anything?

After a long pause, Courtney spoke. "I figure that he probably shouldn't know about you coming in advance. That's why I figured it would be better to bring him here than for you to show up there. I guess the only option is to meet somewhere in the middle. But I figured that we need somewhere...you know, quiet. Private."

"I'd offer my house," I said, "But my parents are already overprotective. No way would I be able to swing that." I gave a sigh. "Courtney, why don't you just say it?"

Courtney glanced around, then sighed and said "I think that's the only option." She kept crime out of it and said nothing about the hideout being an abandoned factory, but she made it clear that she was living in a building with four other people.

When we left that day, we had a plan. We'd get Bridgette to talk to Alejandro the next Saturday. In the meantime, we'd both get to work on Heather.

"Nothing too obvious." Courtney said firmly. "I'll talk to her too, but if you come over at all next week, drop a few subtle hints. The first step we need to get to is to have her admit she misses him. Then we can go from there."

But Heather is pretty stubborn, right? Can that work? Please review!