Serena saw Vanessa, Catty, and Tianna materialize in front of Maggie's buildinng. This was the last thing she needed. She climbed out the living room window and ran down the fire escape. The cold wind smacked her face. Where could she go? She could go home, and have Collin and Jimena interrogate her about what was wrong, or she could go get something to eat and come back, when the others were gone. She walked for a while in search of something to eat. Nothing sounded good. She found herself in front of Stanton's apartment building. He deserved a peice of her mind. Serena opened the door and walked inside the lobby. She walked quietly up the steps. She paused at his door, remebering the last few times she'd been here. The first time, some skeez slipped something into her drink at a rave. Stanton had saved her life. He brought her back here and when she woke up that morning, she lifted her head from the pillows. And told him she loved him. He swept her into a promising kiss that turned into so much more. That had been her first time, it had been amazing. She reveled in the memory. She really had loved him. She still did. But she didn't want to admit that, not even to herself. She wondered what would happen when she walked in there. Would she burst in, start yelling and then let her tears fall? Or would she knock first and tell him they needed to talk? Would he sweep her into his arms and apologize furiously? Or would he get angry, let his anger abet, and be overcome with passion and rip her clothes off? Either way, she couldn't lose. She woke from her revalrie and turned the doorknob.