Miranda awaited patiently for Lizzie to stroll up. It was their lunch period, and Miranda reclaimed their old spot from last year. Almost every spare moment she had, she kept thinking about her friend. And the situation she was in. Damn, how could she be so blind?! Parker was just using Lizzie in her games so she could look bad too. There had to be other reasons behind Parker's schemes, but Miranda wasn't quite sure what they were...yet.
Just then Parker strolled up with a grin and sat across from Miranda.
Speak of the devil.
"Hi Miranda," she said cheerfully. Miranda knew that Parker was just trying to aggravate her. She knew that she didn't like her, but she acted oblivious as if everything was just fine.
Miranda offered a weak smile in return. They sat in silence for a few short moments. Parker quickly studied her friend's face and noticed she seemed to be thinking about something which appeared to be important.
"Parker--"
She put up her hands to stop her from continuing.
"I already know what you're going to say, Sanchez. So, I'm stopping you right there." Parker stopped herself and waited for what she expected to be an annoyed response from Miranda. But she gave no sign of speaking so continued.
"It's her choice. She chooses to compete with me. She chooses to break guys' heart. It's not like I'm forcing it upon her. What she's doing is on her own free will. If you have a problem with what we do, and I already know that you do, talk to her. Don't talk to me about it."
Miranda was taken aback. Not only because Parker already knew what she was going to say, but also her attitude. Miranda could be feisty if the occasion called for it (and this certainly was one of those times), but something held her back. She didn't say anything.
Parker continued fixing her sandwich while Miranda was just...thinking.
Miranda self-consciously smirked as she leaned forward and folded her forearms across the top of the lunch table.
"Why?"
"What?" Parker said, not really paying any attention.
"Why?" She asked once more.
She looked at Miranda strangely and a confused smiled played across Parker's lips. She put down her sandwich and chuckled.
"That question's pretty vague, don't you think?"
"It's a simple question, Parker. A one worded one, at that." Miranda leaned back nonchalantly and shrugged a bit.
"If you can't answer it just say so."
Parker didn't answer right away. But when she spoke, she spoke with a bit of laughter behind her voice. "I'm assuming by your question your referring to the games Lizzie and I play. It's just something fun to do between a couple friends."
Miranda raised her brows in question. "That's it?"
Parker looked at her in confusion. "You think there's more to it?"
Miranda leaned forward once again. Only this time closer. Only this time she gazed straight into her eyes. "You tell me."
The tone she spoke it made her statement sound like a threat. Parker was surprised by this and couldn't hold back the anger that jumped out of the next few words she spoke. "Are you suggesting I have ulterior motives?"
Just then Lizzie showed up with her usual big grin. "Hey guys! Is this first day great, or what?!"
