Alex stood in front of her mirror and tried on her tenth outfit in less than an hour. Three were too childish, four were too casual, one was too frumpy, one was too slutty, but the tenth one was definitely just right. She looked at herself in her baby blue spandex dress and she couldn't get over the fact that her pantyline was now showing.

"Bree! Help!" Alex said frantically.

"What?" Bree asked

"My pantyline is showing!"

"Is that all?" Bree asked, relieved. "I thought something serious had happened. Just take off your underwear."

"You want me to not wear underwear?" Alex asked worriedly. "But this dress is short!"

Bree didn't even have to answer for Alex to know what was expected of her. She made Bree turn around and then she took her underwear off and placed it in her hamper.

"I feel so free," Alex said and started laughing. "Do you think Liv will be cool with this?"

"With you not wearing underwear?" Bree asked.

"No, with me going to a frat party," Alex responded.

"It's just a party," Bree insisted. "You'll be with me the whole time. It's not like you're going to hook up with another girl there and I have a boyfriend at Rutgers so it's not like I'm going to ditch you for a guy. We'll stick together and, besides, it's important that you have fun. You know Olivia is going to be having fun with her stepbrother and the rest of her roommates."

"Yeah, like Jenny," Alex said sadly.

"That's why you need to go out," Bree urged. "You need to get your mind off of that. Olivia is true to you and you're worrying for nothing."

"Maybe you're right," Alex sighed. She slipped on her matching blue pumps and exchanged her glasses for contacts. Alex looked at herself in the mirror one more time and couldn't be more pleased with what she saw. She saw a girl who looked nothing like the one everyone knew in high school. She was no longer 'Four Eyes' or any other name they called her. She was in a short dress, heels, bright blue eyeshadow, and dark lipstick. Her usual French braid was now a relic of the past and, instead, her hair was slightly teased. She was going to get hit on tonight. She just knew she was. None of it mattered to her, though. Alex liked the way she looked now, but what she really wanted was for Olivia to be able to admire her.

"Come on," Bree said and grabbed her by the hand. "The girls are already waiting for us in the quad. We're going to walk over there together."

Alex quickly kissed a picture of Olivia and as she was preparing to leave, their phone started ringing.

"Hello?" Alex asked when she answered the phone.

"Alexandra?" the girl on the other line asked. The moment she heard that voice, her heart started to beat twice as fast.

"Jennifer," Alex said coldly. "To what do I owe the pleasure of this phone call?"

"No reason, really," Jenny responded. "I just wanted to tell you I've been having fun with your girlfriend. We've lived together 24 hours now and she still hasn't taken her eyes off of me. We're always flirting with each other and she loves when I wear my lingerie in front of her. I was wearing it in her bed earlier, not that I was wearing it for long, of course. You know how Olivia is with lingerie. She practically rips it off. Oh, wait, you wouldn't know. You don't wear lingerie or anything remotely sexy for her. No wonder she went at me the way she did. I can still feel her inside me."

"I know you're lying," Alex said, her voice starting to quiver.

"If I'm lying then why are you so upset?" Jenny asked. "I'm on your side, sweetheart. It's Olivia who is fucking you over, not me. You need to keep her in check."

Alex wanted to tell her something, but she heard the sound of Jenny hanging up the phone.

"Alex, what's wrong?" Bree asked.

"Olivia is fucking Jenny," Alex said and started crying. "Not making out with her, fucking her. She's cheating on me."

"You're going to believe that bitch?" Bree asked. "That was Jenny, not Olivia. How do you know she's just not trying to break the two of you up? Call her apartment and asked for Olivia. I'm sure Olivia will straighten this whole thing out."

Alex quickly dialed Olivia's number and was disappointed when Becky answered.

"Can I speak to Olivia, please?"

"She's busy," Becky told her. "She's like in her room and the door is closed. I don't wanna go in there."

"Is Shante in there with her?" Alex asked, holding on to the slightest bit of hope.

"No, like Shante is with Scotty. I think they're like having sex in his room or something."

"Where is Jenny?" Alex asked.

"She's in Olivia's room again," Becky said. "Your girlfriend is such a slut, Four Eyes. But like so is Jenny. Jennifer Jacobson took the best months of my life and I'm finished with her just like you should be finished with Olivia. Those two deserve each other."

"Maybe," Alex said sadly. "I have to go."

"Want me to tell Olivia you called?" Becky asked.

"No, don't," Alex responded.

"I'm sorry, Four Eyes. I really am."

"Me, too," Alex said and hung up the phone.

Alex urged Bree to go to the quad with the girls. Bree wanted to stay and console Alex, but Alex insisted on being alone. She knew she was going to spend the night crying and she hated crying in front of other people, especially people who weren't Abbie and Olivia.

Once Bree left, Alex started wondering what Olivia and Jenny were doing. She imagined Olivia unhooking Jenny's bra and feeling her up. Olivia would tell her she's the most beautiful girl she had ever seen just as she had told Alex that very same thing. She imagined Olivia inside of Jenny and Jenny moaning loud enough for the whole apartment to hear. Serena had told her Jenny was bad in bed, but Alex didn't believe it. If Jenny was bad in bed, how did she get so many girls and so many guys? She had a feeling Jenny was going to be doing things to Olivia's body that Alex didn't think were physically possible.

Alex grabbed a picture of Olivia that she had taped to her wall and started to tear it in half. It felt therapeutic to Alex so she decided to tear it again and again and again. Before she knew it, there were tiny pieces of torn picture scattered on her bed. She then grabbed a mix tape that Olivia had made her and started stomping on it until it broke. She wanted to rid herself of everything that reminded her of Olivia. She had been through so much with Olivia and she couldn't believe this is how she repaid her for being a loyal girlfriend and best friend.

"I hate you, Olivia! I hate you!" Alex kept shouting. "You can have Jenny! I'm finished with you!"

"That was amazing," Serena said as her naked girlfriend started making her way back up to her pillow.

"Mind-blowing," Abbie told her.

"Earth-shattering," Serena added. "I'm still having a hard time catching my breath and my whole body is tingling."

"Why did we agree to that whole second virginity thing?" Abbie asked and then kissed Serena.

"I'm glad we did," Serena told her. "I feel like you tore me. I'm actually stinging in there."

"I'm sorry," Abbie said. "I didn't mean to."

"No, baby, it's a good thing," Serena insisted. "I feel like I really did lose my virginity to you."

"We've officially christened every surface in our apartment," Abbie pointed out. "I had you bent over the kitchen counter..."

"In the shower," Serena added. "Plus, we sixty-nined on the couch and I fingered you up against the wall."

"I love you," Abbie said and then kissed Serena one more time.

"I love you, too. I'm glad you brought me here."

"I'm glad you came with me. You're happy, right?"

"Very happy," Serena insisted. "What's not to be happy about? I have this little lovenest with you, Abbiekins. We get to make love to each other any time we want. I can fall asleep in your arms every night and wake up with your arms still around me. We practically get to spend every waking moment together. That's like a dream come true for me."

"You better enjoy spending every waking moment together while we can because you start school the day after tomorrow, Miss Southerlyn," Abbie said affectionately.

"I wish I was Mrs. Carmichael instead of Miss Southeryln," Serena said as she cuddled up to Abbie. Abbie gave her a kiss on the top of her head and held her girlfriend close.

"If it were legal, I'd marry you right now," Abbie told her. "Are you excited about school? You're going to be a big shot 12th grader."

"Not really," Serena said. "What if no one likes me at this school?"

"You're beautiful. Everyone is going to like you."

"I don't want people to like me because of the way I look," Serena insisted. "I already have a girlfriend, a girlfriend I love more than life itself."

"You have physical beauty and a personality to match," Abbie told her and Serena started laughing.

"I'm the kind of girl who only has outer beauty," Serena pointed out. "I'm not little miss nice girl and you know it."

"Neither am I," Abbie told her. "Why do you think we make a perfect couple? It took a while, but you and I tell each other like it is."

Abbie and Serena had turned off the light and prepared to fall asleep, but the sound of their phone ringing nixed that plan.

"Baby, don't," Serena groaned.

"What if it's important?" Abbie asked. "What if it's your parents?"

"Hello?"

"Abs, it's Alex."

"What's up?" Abbie asked, surprised that Alex would call at that time.

"Nothing. I just miss you."

"Bullshit, you're crying," Abbie pointed out. "I can tell when something is wrong with you, Alex. An 'I miss you' call starts out with you calling me some weird name and I'll call you one in return and it'll go on and on. This is an 'Alex Cabot has a crisis' call."

"Olivia is cheating on me...again," Alex informed her.

"What?"

"Jenny called me awhile ago," Alex said. "She told me everything."

"And you're believing her?" Abbie asked.

"Becky confirmed it."

"And Becky Albers is a better source?" Abbie asked, confused. "Alex, that's like dumb and dumber, Becky being the dumber of the two."

"I believe her," Alex said sadly. "I don't want to believe her, but I have a feeling it's true. It has to be."

"Have you talked to Livya?"

"No," Alex responded. "I tried calling, but Becky answered and said that she was in the room with Jenny and then Becky went on about how Jenny and Olivia are sluts and they deserve each other."

"Sleep on it, Alex," Abbie urged her. "Try calling Olivia in the morning and I'm sure she'll straighten this whole thing out. I doubt she's cheating on you. That's not like Livya."

"She did it before," Alex reminded her. "Remember?"

"Alex–"

"Do you think this is karma?"

"No!" Abbie insisted.

"I did a messed up thing to Casey and now I'm having this crappy relationship with Olivia because of it."

"Lex, you're being irrational right now."

"Am I?" Alex asked. "I can't be doing this, Abbie. I can't spend the next four years of my life wondering if my girlfriend is cheating on me. She's driving me crazy. Even if she's not cheating on me, I have to deal with Jenny calling me. How did she even get my number? I just can't do this. I've been a nervous wreck for the past few months because of Olivia and it's starting again. Being a couple doesn't mean anything. It doesn't mean she won't cheat on me. She's cheating on me. She's having sex with Jenny right now. I know it. Why do I even love her? Olivia has done nothing but put me through hell. I'm a good girlfriend, right? I know I'm a good girlfriend, a loving girlfriend, a supportive girlfriend. I'm just not some bombshell like Jenny is and that's what Olivia likes. She likes brunettes. Jenny is a brunette. Connie is a brunette. What if I dye my hair brown? What if I starve myself like Jenny does? Do you think she'd love me then?"

"Alex, stop!" Abbie insisted. "Olivia loves you."

"I have to go," Alex told her.

"Are you going to be okay?"

"Yeah," Alex said. "I'm going to try to sleep."

"I'm here if you need me. It doesn't matter what time."

"I know. Thanks," Alex said and hung up the phone.

Olivia put her Princeton girlfriend sweatshirt on and sat down on her bed with her knees raised up to her face. She turned her head to the pictures of Alex on her wall and started crying.

"I need you here," she said to the pictures. "I need you, Alex. Why haven't you called me? You know how much I love you and how much I miss you."

Olivia wanted to go home, but home was over an hour away and that's if someone drove her. Instead, she grabbed Mr. Cuddles and cried into his fur. She wondered what Alex was doing at that moment. She imagined her at Dana's apartment sipping coffee and discussing their pre-law student organization. Dana would probably sweet talk her and then lead her to her bedroom, where Alex would go against everything she had promised Olivia and give in to anything Dana wanted her to do.

"Don't do it," Olivia said, her words muffled. "Please, don't do it, babe. I love you so much."