Amy walked through the deserted halls of Hester High with a dopey grin on her face. Had anyone saw Amy, they would've confused her for someone who's high. And in a way, the young Raudenfeld girl was high. High in the sky, up on Cloud Nine. Amy barely registered that she was at the classroom she was supposed to be in.

"Ah, Miss Raudenfeld. How nice of you to finally show up?" the teacher spoke. "You know, when someone gets detention for being tardy, you'd think they'd try their best to not be tardy to the detention either."

Amy didn't respond. Instead, she found herself a seat and buried her face into her phone. To anyone who was familiar with Amy, this would not be normal behavior. Getting to class late? Not Amy. Not even caring about getting detention for getting to class late? Not Amy. Smiling constantly and not saying a snarky or sarcastic thing all day? Definitely not Amy.

Of course, Mr. Thorn didn't care. He didn't know Amy very well so he didn't see her behavior as questionable. His only responsibility was to watch over the kid in detention for the next hour and to go home as soon as it was done. Besides, he didn't really want to know Amy. With all of that Karmy v.s. Kiam drama flowing through the halls of Hester High, he wanted to be as far away from it as possible. He was glad that he only had to deal with one half of Karmy. Dealing with all of Karmy would be pure tortu—

"Hi, Mr. Thorn."

The teacher in question let out a soft groan of frustration. He should've known that the other half would come prancing in sooner or later. "Hello, Ms. Ashcroft. What brings you to detention? You're not on my roster."

Karma smiled that charming smile that usually got her anything she wanted. "I know. I'm just here to keep Amy company." Her eyes swept around the nearly empty classroom. "Amy's the only person who got detention today?"

Mr. Thorn sighed in resignation. "Yeah, today's been a slow day." He muttered, "And it seems it's only going to get slower." He motioned for Karma to come into the classroom. "You can stay with Amy. Just don't be too loud."

Karma grinned and muttered out a quick thank you. Finding her way to her best friend's side, where she was supposed to be.

'So when's our next date?'

'U pick a time and place. All I want is another chance to kiss u'

'Yeah. Your a real good kisser'

'Well, I aim to please ;-)'

Amy took her eyes off of her phone to acknowledge the girl sitting next to her. She furrowed her eyebrows when she realized who it was. "Karma?"

Karma raised an eyebrow in response. "I've been calling your name for the last 5 minutes, but your phone has your undivided attention. What're you doing on that thing?"

Amy's attention snapped back to her phone as she felt it vibrate. "I'm texting."

'I want 2 make it u gettin u detention. My lips want 2 beg ur lips 4 forgiveness :-)'

"Is it your new girlfriend?"

The venom in Karma's voice was unmistakeable. Amy's attention snapped back to Karma. "What are you talking about? Why would you think that?"

Karma looked down in guilt. "Well, it's just something I heard at lunch. I don't want you moving on from me—"

"Wait wait wait, whoa. You don't want me to move on from you?" Amy's soft, dopey eyes had turned into a cold, hard glare. The lovestruck grin was gone from her face, good mood ruined. Mr. Thorn sighed from behind his desk. "You ripped my heart to pieces, tore it to fucking shreds and you have the nerve to tell me you don't want me to move on from you?"

Karma realized the error in her phrasing. "No, it's not like that. You didn't let me finish—"

"Let you finish telling me that you want all of my love for yourself, giving me nothing in return? Well, I have news for you, Ashcroft. I'm not in love with you anymore."

Karma faltered. "You don't? That–That's good." She couldn't help the way that her voice slightly broke.

Amy's shoulders slumped, all anger leaving her. "Look, I'm sorry for yelling at you. It's just that you make me so mad sometimes and I turn into the Hulk," a small smile graced her features, "And not a Sexual Hulk."

A slight giggle escaped from Karma's mouth. "And I'm sorry for saying what I said. I just don't want to lose my best friend."

Amy leaned over and hugged the redhead. "You're not. We're soulmates, remember?" Amy's face turned a light shade of red. "But, there is someone..."

Karma's demeanor brightened. "Ooooh, who is it? What's his name? Or, her name? I want all of the details!"

The two girls spent the rest of the detention period talking about Apple Girl and possible romance. Mr. Thorn spent the rest of the detention period wondering how the two girls could want to kill each other one moment and then be the best of friends the next moment.

'Maybe on our next date, u could meet my friends. They rly want 2 meet u.'

...

Lauren sat at home in her bed. Amy had gotten detention, Farrah was out doing some investigative journaling, and Bruce was cooped up in his study. That left Lauren all by her lonesome. All alone with her thoughts about a certain boy.

Not Tommy. Oh god, she wouldn't be thinking about that prick if he were the last boy on earth to think about. No, she was thinking of someone who was an actual decent human being. A certain boy by the name of Theodore Anthony Davidson.

Now, Lauren knows she should be focused on more important things, like the snooping around she has to do with her minions or her rivalry against Harvey, but she can't help it. It's been a while since she was genuinely interested in a boy. Not for his status or popularity, just for him.

Lauren sighed and stood up from her bed. She had important work to do and it wasn't going to get done by sitting around thinking about Theo.