As Terry had hoped, the next few days had been quite peaceful. In fact, the next few weeks were very calm. Her budding friendship with Minako grew wonderfully and the classmates had readily accepted her in to their little community. Every now and again she was asked to recount on a tale of something, but otherwise the hype of her arrival had finally simmered down. Everything had gone back to normal. That is, everything except for Atem and Anzu.

The infamous couple had split up. Atem called it quits the day of the race when Anzu had stepped out of bounds. It was not the first time, and it certainly was not the last either. However, he had slowly been seeing more and more of how much he had given a blind eye to and the final line had been crossed when she attacked another's family. It was not just any old remark too, she had insulted Terry's father. She knew full well that he was not one to tolerate such low blows, being that his own father was no longer around. It was a blow that was too close to home. It was the icing on the cake he had not realize was made.

At first, Anzu thought nothing of it. She figured it was a momentary issue that she would, as always, handle later. She easily convinced him to side with her or forgive her many a times with the help of her womanly assets. She banked on them to come to her aid once again. It was fool proof and worked every time. She merely needed to lie and wait. The little meet-up at lunch verified that.

After a few days had passed, she began her attempts to lure him back. She would latch on to his arms and push her chest out more. When in passing she would graze her body against his 'accidentally' and bat her lashes in his direction. Occasionally she would drop something nearby his desks and bent over, slowly and deliberately, so that he would either get a good look down her shirt or up her skirt and of her long legs. Though as much as he tried to look uninterested or oblivious, she saw the minimal reactions. The way his pupils would dilate or he would suddenly inhale sharply or lick at his lips as his throat suddenly ran dry. She was winning.

There was on flaw in this plan however, and that one thing was not taking in to account the new factor: Terry. Every morning she would try and seduce and see her progress, but come after lunch he would be renewed with a vigor of confidence that set her back further every time. Whatever happened at these lunches thwarted her all of her attempts and it irked her.

Who the fuck does she think she is?! Coming in and acting all fucking innocent! Bitch has another thing coming! I will get him back, mark my words skank. I will have him, and once I do I will make you wish you never stepped foot in this school! Anzu grit her teeth as she glared, boring holes in to the back of Terry's head in gym class. A full week had passed since the lunch and she was nowhere near her goal of having her boyfriend. A week of constant flirting, extra special make-up, his favorite perfume, and not a lick of progress to show for it. All thanks to the new girl. It had to be solely her fault after all. Why else was she failing?

There was only one thing left to do. She would need to get help from Kyouhei. The two of them were concerned by the sudden change in their friend. He was slowly going back to being Atem and not the bad boy Yami they had made. She needed to step her game up as well as call in for back up. The thoughts tumbled through her mind as she shifted her gaze to her most recent ex-boyfriend.

Anzu was no ugly duckling, in fact she was one of the prettiest girls in their grade. She had the perfect model figure with a larger than average bust, big doe eyes, and chestnut brown hair. Boys scrambled to greet her, running at the slightest errand for her. Even when she was with Atem, the boys wanted her attention.

That's it, her eyes shot wide open. I know how to elevate the game and win! A smirk slowly curled on her lips and a small maniacal laugh threatened to erupt from her. The two girls that normally hung out with Anzu were slightly concerned for their friend. Breaking up was never something done to her, she was the one who broke up with people. Before either could ask, Anzu turned to each of them. "Ladies, things are going to change around here. I know how to get him back." She boasted with pride and the two showered her with praise as if she had found the cure for cancer.

This was not a one woman task however, she needed an accomplice of the male persuasion and she knew just the guy for the task. Her gaze turned to her raven haired friend Kyouhei, his back to her at the moment as he spoke with Atem. It was uncertain what was being said, the distance out of earshot for her. The moving of their heads and lips were what gave way to the fact there was a conversation. As soon as this infernal waste of time for a class was over she would be able to map out the plan and soon after set the wheels in motion.

Once free from that hell, she ran to the lockers and grabbed her cellular phone and tapped away with fervor:

Need ur help 2 win Yami back. Promise usual payment. Meet me sheds after school

She hit send and waited impatiently, though it was short lived.

C u there

Now all she had to do was wait and set the trap. She held her head high with a gleam in her eyes as her heels clacked against the tiles of the school. There was no way this plan would fail.