Disclaimer: Me, own Power Rangers? Do I look I've got "Employee of Disney" stamped on my ass? I only own the character of Ivy.

Summary: AU-no rangers, no Lothor, everyone's just average teenage folks. Blake recently broke up with his girlfriend Ivy and is moping around. His friends, Shane, Cam, and Dustin, and his brother, Hunter, start setting him up on some blind dates to get his mind off things, but he's surprised where it is he ends up finding love.

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Blake sighed as he used the restaurant phone to call his brother, begging him to come to the restaurant with his credit card. Hunter, a little puzzled, agreed and within fifteen minutes was at the restaurant. Blake looked up as soon as Hunter walked up and sighed with relief.

"Hunter." He said, calling him over. Hunter turned and looked over to see Blake sitting alone at a table with his credit card and a silver bracelet splayed out in front of him. He sat down across from Blake at the empty chair and looked at him. Blake did not look happy.

"What happened?" He asked. Blake looked at him.

"Depends on which 'what' you're referring to." Blake said. "Do you mean the 'what' that my girlfriend just dumped me, or the 'what' that my credit card was declined when I tried to pay for dinner?" Blake asked. Hunter gave his little brother a sympathetic look. The waiter then came by and Hunter gave him his card, saying he'd pay for the meals. The waiter gave him a look, probably assuming this card would be no good either. Hunter glared at the man with dark eyes.

"Are you going to run the card, or not?" He barked lowly. The waiter turned around and left. A few minutes later he returned with Hunter's card and the receipt. He provided the young man a pen and he signed the receipt. Hunter then got up and pulled a depressed Blake to his feet. Blake numbly clutched the bracelet and useless credit card in his hand. Hunter put an arm around Blake's shoulders and led his younger brother out the door. The waiter looked at them.

"What, no tip?" He asked. Hunter paused and walked back to the snooty man.

"Yeah, here's a tip, keep turning your nose up at people and you just might get punched one of these days." Hunter said. He turned around and went back to Blake.

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When Blake and Hunter got home, Blake shuffled off to his room, slamming the door. Their parents, who were sitting in the living room, looked up.

"What happened?" Mr. Bradley asked. Hunter sighed and sat down next to them. He told them about Ivy and the card.

"I guess he maxed it out when he bought Ivy's present." Hunter rationalized, referring to the card. Mrs. Bradley sighed.

"Oh, my poor baby let me go see if he's all right." She said. She went to get up.

"Mom," Hunter said quickly. "I don't think he wanted you or dad to know, I mean, he could've asked one of you guys to bail him out of the card issue, but he called me instead." Mr. Bradley nodded.

"Hunter's got a point, dear." He said to his wife. "Blake probably doesn't want us making a fuss."

"I guess so." She said. "You know, I never really liked that Ivy girl anyway, always struck me as a snob."

"Join the club." Hunter sighed.

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The sunlight poking through Blake's navy colored curtains the next morning provided a harsh awakening. Blake sighed as he tried to turn away from it, only to realize he wasn't alone. He blinked as sleep left his eyes. There was Tori, calmly sitting with her back against the headboard wearing jeans, a blue tank top under an opened blue checkered shirt.

"Tori." He grumbled out in greeting. He sighed and shut his eyes. It wasn't a total shock to see Tori there. He had known her for the majority of his life, and they would sometimes crawl into each other's windows and hang out. Although she did it more then he did as they grew older. He always chuckled to himself saying they had the whole Dawson/Joey thing going on. Tori had slept in his bed a few times at night. Blake never really minded. He'd feel the bed shift as she got in and pulled back the covers, making room for his bedmate then as soon as she would get under the covers, he'd pull them back over the both of them and fall back asleep. Sometimes she'd come over in the mornings and he'd see her when he woke up, much like today.

"Hey." She said. "You okay?" She asked.

"Why wouldn't I be?" He asked breezily. Tori sighed.

"Hunter called me." She said. Blake would've rolled his eyes if they hadn't already been closed. Of course Hunter, using any excuse to get Tori over here. He thought to himself. He had had the sneaky suspicion that Hunter had a thing for Tori since him hanging out with Blake and his friends on a regular basis seemed to coincide with Tori sort of "growing into her looks" and no longer being the awkward kid that used to annoy him. Blake didn't have any hard evidence, but he was pretty sure that was it. "You okay?" Tori asked, her voice tearing Blake from his thoughts. Blake gave a noncommittal grunt and didn't really say "yes I'm fine" or "no I'm not." It was just a grunt. Tori sighed. She knew Blake enough to know that he didn't want to talk about it. Her head turned to the nightstand and she caught sight of the silver bracelet. She lifted it up and placed it in her hand. "Geez." She said. "Now, if a guy ever gave me something like this, I'd marry him." She said. Blake looked up at her.

"You wouldn't have any use for it. You hate jewelry, remember?" He asked. He pushed himself up into a sitting position and rested his back against the headboard next to Tori.

"True." She said. "Still, it looks freakin' expensive."

"It was 'freakin' expensive." Blake said gloomily. "But no, it wasn't gold; therefore it was inferior to Ivy's taste." He sighed. Tori placed the bracelet back on the night stand and turned to face Blake.

"Well, Ivy's a total snobby bitch. We all knew it." Tori said. Blake looked at her.

"She wasn't a sno……" He trailed off as Tori gave him a look. "Ok, maybe she was." He said. "Why didn't anyone feel the need to inform me of her snobby-ness?"

"Dude, we figured you saw it clear as day." Tori said. "I mean remember how she was at the pizza parlor after Shane's skateboarding competition?" Tori asked. She scrunched up her nose and made a high pitched annoying sounding voice. "Oh….Pizza it's so greasy. Blake, baby, I want a salad; let's go to some other place even though you've already paid for the pizza." Tori said, imitating Ivy. She accentuated her point by leaning her face close to Blake's and batting her eye lashes. "Please?" She said. Tori broke the act and lean back. "And even if you didn't see it," she began, back in her normal voice. "We kind of saw that you were too wrapped up around her little finger. If we did say anything you'd get all defensive. So we just hoped you'd see her for the brat she was and end it."

"But she ended it." Blake pointed out. "So wait, you all thought my girlfriend was awful?" He thought.

"Pretty much." Tori said. She thought for a second. "Lemme see, Cam, Dustin, Shane, Hunter and myself. Yup, all of us."

"Wow, thanks." Blake said. Tori sighed.

"Whatever, man. Forget about it. She's out of the picture. I think it's time to celebrate." She said, putting on a big smile, the one that she always used when any of her friends were in the dumps. It was a kind, sweet infectious smile. Blake always thought it was kind of funny seeing as although Tori was nice and kind, 'sweet' was not a word he'd use to describe her. But he couldn't help it, pretty soon the edges of his mouth turned up into a smile. Tori's smile widened, happy to see she had succeeded in her mission. "Oh, before I forget, you're mom made you this huge pancake breakfast."

"What? She hasn't done that since I was a kid."

"I guess Hunter told her and your dad what happened and she wanted to cheer her little boy up." Tori said, she reached over and pinched his cheek. Blake laughed and shook her off.

"Are my folks here?"

"Nah, your mom dragged your dad and brother off to some flea market outside of town, which is why Hunter called me." Tori shrugged. "Guess he didn't want you to be all alone."

"I see." Blake said. "So, want some pancakes?" He offered. Tori nodded.

"Sounds good." She said. She hopped off the bed. Blake got out of bed. He was just wearing a white t-shirt and navy boxers. He would've been embarrassed and tried to pull on jeans or something, but he never felt the need to be embarrassed when it came to Tori. She really was one of the guys. The two of them made it down to the kitchen where Blake found a platter piled with pancakes.

"Jeez, mom really went overboard." Blake said. He got two plates, two knives and two forks from the cabinet and drawer and handed them to Tori. She set them on the table as Blake retrieved two cups. He filled both with orange juice and set them on the table. The two friends sat as they enjoyed the pancakes. After they ate, the two friends returned to Blake's room. Blake took a box and began tossing Ivy's belongings in it with Tori's help. Tori picked up a picture frame that lay on his desk. In it was a picture of him and Ivy at a school dance. She took the picture out of the frame. Blake looked at her. "What are you doing?" He went to take the picture from her; Tori pulled her hand back, keeping it from her grasp.

"We need to do a full out Ivy removal here." Tori said. "That includes pictures."

"What's wrong with pictures?" He asked. "I mean, that was our first real date." Tori rolled her eyes. She held the picture up to his face.

"Can you honestly tell me you want this here? I mean, all it's going to do is remind you of how she dumped you, which will ultimately make you miserable to the point that you'll get pathetic. So pathetic that you'll become obsessed with winning Ivy back, even go as far as lust after girls who look or act like her only to realize you want the real deal so you'll find Ivy and get down on your hands and knees like a disgusting sad little puppy dog and beg her to take you back, making a huge fool of yourself." Blake stared at her.

"Thanks for the sympathy." He muttered.

"Just telling it how it is." Tori shrugged. Blake reached out and snatched the picture from her.

"Anyway, that's not why I wanted to keep it." He said, obviously lying which resulted in a scoff from Tori. "What? I happen to think I look rather good in this picture." He said. Tori rolled her eyes and took the picture back. She held it in both of her hands, displaying it to Blake right before ripping it right down the middle. Blake's eyes widened. "Tori! What are you doing? That's a memory!"

"And now it's trash." Tori said. She placed the half of the picture that had him in it in Blake's hand and threw the half that had Ivy in the box. "There, you get to forever gaze at the night where you were having a good hair moment, happy?" She asked. Blake sighed.

"Not even close." He said, slumping down at the edge of his bed. Tori went over and sat beside him.

"Please tell me you're not going to cry over her." Tori said. Blake rolled his eyes.

"You know what; you are not the right person to have at this time. Why didn't Hunter call Cam? He's more of a sympathetic guy."

"Hey, you want me to leave, I'll leave." Tori said. Blake didn't say a word. Tori ran her tongue over her gums, annoyed by Blake. "Fine." She said, standing up. Blake sighed and grabbed her wrist in his hands.

"No, stay. I'm sorry." He said, pulling her back down next to him. "Maybe it's best that you're here, jolt me out of my misery." Tori laughed.

"Good to know I have some uses." She said.