Author's Note: 11 reviews in 2 days! That's the most success I've gotten with any stories so far. You guys are the best! Reviewer shoutouts to come at the bottom.

Btw, all you Marta fans out there may not like this story much. Now, I understand, and Marta may be a great character, but I needed someone to play a stalker-ish person and Marta just fit. I apologize if this angers you!

Chapter 3:

Katie stomped up the steps to Freddy's house and knocked on the door. Or rather, she pounded on the door.

"Open the GODDAMN door, Freddy!" she shrilled, still viciously knock- killing (one word!) the door.

The door swung open quickly, and Katie gave a pitchy scream and fell inside the house.

"OOF! Fuck, are you trying to maim me?"

Katie sent him her best glare, trying to recover from her fall where she had toppled on top of him. They both lay stretched out in the wide hallway.

"Katie."

"Yeah?"

"Your leg is on my *spleen*."

Katie frowned. "Your WHAT?"

Freddy rolled his eyes."My spleen. You know, one of my internal organs in my stomach region that I just happen to NEED?"

Katie huffed. "Whatever."

Disentangling herself from the bane of her existence, Katie dusted her hands off on her jeans and offered Freddy a hand. "Need help up?"

Freddy looked at her askance, and gripped her hand to hoist himself up. "Madwoman," he muttered. "Fucking fluctuating personalities. Jesus."

Katie was going to spare him bodily harm and just *pretend* she didn't hear that.

"So, um, where's Marta?"

"Not here yet, thank god. You know, I still don't understand why this had to be at my house."

"Because my brother's having a huge party, and I don't even want to know what Marta's house is like."

"Okay..."

"So did you get any ideas about the oral presentation?" Katie asked, focusing on yanking open her bookbag and extracting a huge pile of notes. Freddy drew a blank upon the realization that he had not, in fact, touched the project since it had been assigned 2 weeks ago.

"Um....ye-no-yes." He donned a bright grin to emphasize his words. Katie glanced at him suspiciously, but let it go.

The doorbell chimed, alerting them to the arrival of Marta. Freddy groaned. "Hide me."

Katie shook her head furiously. "No, hide me."

Before they could progress into a full-fledged argument, the unmistakable sound of the door opening and closing was heard, and Marta called several times, before finding them in the living room.

"Hi. What were you guys doing?" she asked innocently, but her beady eyes glittering with interest.

"Making out," Freddy offered quickly, imagining the pain Katie would cause him much later for that statement.

Marta flushed an angry red, and Katie felt almost bad for her.

Until quite a bit later, when upon the discovery of a blunder in the notes Katie had so meticulously typed Marta quipped for the 134234th time: "Well, ignorance seems to come easily to you, doesn't it, Katie?"

Katie turned bright red and launched herself at Marta, yet again.

Freddy happened to be sitting in between them.

They all fell down.

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