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Rikki's POV

I walked into Juicenet to wait for Emma and Cleo. "Hey, Rikki," Ash said. "What can I get for you, other than my number?"

"A mango smoothie, hold the digits," I said. He smirked at me as he started to prepare my smoothie.

"So where's Prince Charming?" he said, a trace of loathing in his voice.

"Business lunch with his dad. He's supposed to keep the guy's daughter company," I said, eyeing my smoothie as he set it down in front of me.

"And that doesn't worry you?" Ash asked me curiously.

"Nope," I said. "I can trust Zane. He's loyal."

"What if she's oh-so beautiful?"

I laughed. "I have nothing to worry about. Me and Zane have a strong relationship."

"Mm-hm. Yeah, when that 'strong' relationship comes crashing down, due to Zane going for that guy's daughter, call me," he said as he winked and set a piece of paper with his number on it down next to me. I looked at him in disgust, walked away, and sat down at a table.

I had nothing to worry about….right? Of course I didn't, Zane liked me. Me. He wouldn't leave me for the mysterious daughter, would he? I bit my bottom lip nervously. I glanced up and saw Ash smirking at me. I sighed in exasperation. Of course, this was another one of his plans to break me and Zane up. I smiled at him, annoyed.

"I know what you're playing at!" I said to him.

He shrugged. "I'm just speaking the truth."

I rolled my eyes, ignoring him. Emma and Cleo walked in and sat down. I saw Emma shoot Ash a longing look.

"The guy's a jerk Em," I said. "Just forget about him."

She looked at me resentfully. "Easy for you to say, with him hitting on you everyday."

"Exactly. He hits on me everyday, and he knows I have a boyfriend! Do you really want a guy like that?" I said incredulously.

"He's just persistent. It shows he really likes you," she said, shooting me another look of anger.

"Well I'd gladly let you have him," I said. Cleo looked back forth from me and Emma.

"Hey, how about we get off this subject?" she said as Emma opened her mouth to retort. And this was how it always ended. Cleo breaking it up. "So have you guys heard about the new family who moved here?"

"No. Who are they?" Emma asked, trying her best to calm down.

"The Russo's. Apparently they own that one restaurant, The Ray?" Cleo said.

"Oh, I love that place!" I said. "It's sooo good! What part of town do they live in?"

"I think they moved into that neighborhood right near Zane," she said.

"Ah, yes, another richie neighborhood," I said, sighing. Sometimes I couldn't help but wish I lived in there.

"Of course. They're rich," Emma said. "They only own a super successful restaurant."

I mimicked Emma behind her back as she stood up to go get a smoothie. Cleo laughed.

"You guys really butt heads," she said. I sighed and nodded. I really sometimes couldn't see how Emma and I were best friends.

Zane's POV

I sat there, laughing at something Alex had said. "You know what, Alex," I said. "you're not half bad."

She smiled and laughed, running a hand through her hair. "Thanks, Zane. Neither are you." We just sat and smiled at each other for moment. She was really cool. This time I was actually glad I was here.

"So, tell me about living here. How is it? What's the school like?" she asked me, her eyes locked on mine.

"Oh, you know, like every other school. A hell pit," I said as we both laughed.

"I'm really glad I came today," she said lightly, linking her fingers with mine. An uncomfortable shiver went down my spine at her touch. I thought of Rikki…what would she think if she saw this? But, somehow, I couldn't push myself to move my hand. Instead I held Alex's more tightly.

"Me too," I said, half smiling. My thoughts went back to Rikki. I released Alex's hand quickly, muttering an excuse that I had to go do something. I walked inside and upstairs to my room.

I pulled my tie off, and undid the first few buttons of my shirt. It was really starting to get hot in here. What a filthy little backstabber I was, holding Alex's hand. How could I do that Rikki? I shook out the hand I had held Alex's with, like that would help. Rikki didn't need to know about this, right?