Mrs. Carlin disappears from the store so I reveal myself from behind the scandalous articles of clothes, "No MILF. She's straight from hell."

Jaime smiles, "You can't blame her, I mean you are the corruption that corrupted the perfect Spencer Carlin."

I roll my eyes, "It was meant to be if she was hanging out with the cheer bitches. This is far better than sleeping around with every dude on the basketball, soccer, hokey, lacrosse and maybe even the chess team."

Jaime laughs, "You aren't bitter at all about that."

I shrug, "Cheerleaders suck."

Jaime tilts her head to the left a little bit, "I hope you are aware that Spencer is still a cheerleader, right?"

I scoff, "Yeah, but she doesn't count. Come on, Jam, keep up with me."

She shakes her head, "Whatever. Let's go check out." Then she walks to the register where Ashley sees a somewhat familiar face.

I think I know this girl but not really. Like, I feel like I should know her... but I don't. Brown hair, light brown eyes, short, probably at least five foot two but I don't know.

"Hello, ready to check out?" the girl asks. Well, I guess I don't know her, her name tag "Carmen" and her voice doesn't ring a bell. I didn't sleep with her so, yes!

Jaime turns her charm on this girl, in case she's gay to get some type of discount I'm sure, "Yes, I am." she tosses her stuff on the counter while flashing her false smile. I gotta admit... she's damn good at it.

The girl begins to scan the merchandise and she makes conversation, "So, I haven't seen you guys at the Pit in a while actually."

"Wait," I say thinking and remembering about where I had seen her. It was the Pit, "You've seen my play before?"

The girls looks at me and smiles, "Yeah, I have. You're really good. I've seen you a number of times. Why don't you do it for a living?"

I shake my head and smile, "Because."

Carmen smirks, "Yes?"

"I just couldn't. I don't think anyone would pay me much attention." I say to her honestly. No one would sit and watch me on stage for hours at a time if they had a choice. I mean, shoot, me or Megan Fox in Jennifer's Body for an hour and a half? You be the judge of that one. I mean, hell, I'd choose Megan over me...

"I'm sure that's where you're wrong. You demand attention... your stage presence is undeniable." She says overexcited, "Sorry, you're just really good and you have great vocals. And you're hot."

She called me hot. Whoa, Carmen, let's not get too ahead of ourselves. You are not my type at the moment. I'm more interested in a blonde hair, blue eyed cheer-cutie. I laugh, "Thanks, for the compliments."

She blushes then continues scanning everything, "No problem. Got to give credit where it's due."

Jaime looks at me and smiles then starts to whisper in my air, "Looks like you have a fan base. At least she's not worse than crazy ass Erin." She looks back to Carmen and smiles.

I roll my eyes, "Well, it was nice talking to you, Carmen."

"You, too." she says smiling. I can't help but feel that she's flirting with me. All in my head, hopefully. She interrupts my thoughts, "Hey, what school do you go to?" She folds Jaime clothes and puts them in a bag.

"King High." I say with a little uneasiness. What if she starts to stalk me?

She nods, "I've been going to your school all year without knowing it." she says.

She is totally stalking me. Jaime looks at me with this humongous know-it-all smile on her face. Then she mouths "Crazy girl." to me.

I smile even though I'm extremely uncomfortable, "Alright, I'll see you then." I wave as I walk out of the store.

That was the creepiest thing in the fucking world.

Just as I exhale, I get a phone call. I roll my eyes and answer it, "What, Erin? What?" bet you cant guess who?

More bullshit.

She stutters as she speaks, "L-listen I just wanted to talk."

I sigh, "About what? Getting back together with me? Telling me how much you love me""

She doesn't talk for a minute.

"Hello?" I say aggitated.

"I just wanted to talk, like, as your friend but I can tell you aren't in a good mood so never mind, alright? Never mind. I guess if we can't be together then I can't even be your fucking friend."

I scoff, "Don't play the nice girl shit with me, alright? You're the same girl that practically tries to kill my girlfriend everyday at practice." I smile.

"You know what? I cant ever change in your eyes can I? If I wanted to become this great person just to not have everyone hate me I guess I have to be doing it to get something," she sighs, "Maybe I just almost died and wanted the ones that I've always cared for to comfort me because thank god I am on this earth. But no. I wouldn't get that right?"

I can't comprehend this right now. It's weird.

"No? I'll talk to you whenever you feel like it." I can hear her voice breaking on the other end of the phone, "I'm not chasing you anymore to be with me. I'm not chasing you to be my friend either. That should be up to you. I'm tired of losing things. I'm tired of fucking up. I'm just tired. Bye." Erin hangs up in my face.

I can't even process what just happened. She hung up on me. ON ME. Not the other way around. I feel like shit right about now.

What the fuck? I need Spencer.

So I'm getting back into the swing of things.

I think this chapter is a bit odd.

Don't worry, I'm stilling thinking about where this is all going.

Hmm...

You tell me.