A/N: Here is chap 48!

I don't own anything except the plot!

Special thanks to MiniAjax for translating the English to German!

Edit! [This chap is now beta-ed! Special thanks to Second daughter of Eve for beta-ing this chapter ;D]

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Chapter 48: Frenemy

I rubbed my temples, trying to process every explanations Yvonne told. I leaned back against the leather seat with my eyes close. Just before Yvonne started to explain everything to me, she drags me to Thundercracker's new alt-mode and shoved me in the passenger's seat while she slips in the driver's seat. So for the pass thirty minutes, she has explained from the beginning to now.

"Let me get this straight… You've been hiding as Yvonne's Lamborghini for the past year and you didn't tell me?" I asked Thundercracker.

"I can't give away my location." Thundercracker stated bluntly, the radio lighting up every time he spoke. "Besides… I can keep you and Yvonne safe from the Decepticons." He continued.

"He's a neutral now," Yvonne butted in, adjusting the mirrors as she puts on lip gloss. How can she be so calm in this kind of situation? I freaked out when I found out Thundercracker is her car and I never noticed the symbol! I'm losing my eyesight. "Don't worry, my family knows about his existence and of course, Brook also knows. They all promised to never tell a single soul about TC. You know what they say; trust is the first thing in a relationship." She smacked her lips together.

Thundercracker let out a heavy vent. "Please stop doing that in front of the mirror…" He said from the radio. "It's annoying enough that you told me to be pink." He shuddered.

"It's hot pink." Yvonne corrected. "You can tell the difference between hot pink and regular pink, TC." She crossed her arms and leaned back on the seat.

"Yeah, only you can, fleshy." Thundercracker scoffed. "Now that Jen knows about me, can I at least change the color of this Lamborghini? I don't want to be pink all the time, fleshy." He continued.

"Call me fleshy again and I'll make sure you'll scan another pink Lamborghini with glitters." Yvonne threatened to the radio, pointing her manicured finger to it.

I stared at the radio for a moment before turning to Yvonne, "You know… he is right, Yvonne… An ex-Decepticon with the alt-mode of a pink Lamborghini Aventador, doesn't really suit him." I shrugged my shoulder.

It is kind of weird seeing a pink ex-Decepticon. No kidding.

Yvonne pouted, "Fine… you can pick a color… but I refused black, yellow, red, and blue." She decided firmly. "It ruins my girly aura." She admitted.

Too bad… those are Sideswipe, Sunstreaker, Bumblebee, and Jolt's favorite colors.

I hid my snicker with a cough. I received a weird look from Yvonne, but she shrugged it off when Thundercracker changed colors from pink to silver. The steering wheel of the now silver Lamborghini rotated to flex the wheels. I chuckle a little as the radio started to play songs and I glanced over to Yvonne who was still pouting about the color picking problems. My cell phone vibrated from my pocket. I shifted to reach inside my pocket and grabbed my cell phone. I flipped the cell phone open and found a few messages and a few miss calls, from the Autobots. Oh man…

"Who are those?" Yvonne asked, leaning over to look at the screen.

"My friends… my extremely big friends," I stated nervously.

"Really? Are Steve and Stanley one of your big friends?" Yvonne asked with a smirk.

My eyes widened. Steve and Stanley are undercover names for Sideswipe and Sunstreaker. How did she find out? I glanced over to the radio, giving it a look. I raised my eyebrow and crossed my arms.

"You were snooping on our conversation?" I asked.

Thundercracker hummed. "Maybe... It's for your own good, Jen." He simply answered. I blinked a few times before letting a deep sigh. "You might want to call them back before they sent out an army to get you." He teased.

I nodded my head and answered Optimus' call. "Hello? Optimus, it's okay… I'm fine. What? No… Well, no, but… I'm—," I paused for a moment as Yvonne groaned loudly, the groan of boredom. "Yvonne… Please, be quiet for a minute? You can play some music on, but not loud— I said not loudly." I said as I lowered the volume.

"Who are you with, youngling?" Optimus asked.

I glanced over to Yvonne, who was lip singing the lyrics of the song, bobbing her head around as she used her lipstick as a microphone. I smiled nervously before returning back to the call. "My best friend from Germany… I bumped into her earlier at the market. So that explains why there's loud music you're hearing in the background. Sorry about that… loud music keeps her preoccupied." I sighed.

Optimus chuckled. "I see… You should return back to your housing unit. Major Lennox and Mrs. Lennox are worried about you." He said seriously.

"Uh… yeah… That might be a slight problem…" I said nervously, scratching the back of my neck. "Yvonne has… a pretty big friend along with her." I stated, glancing over to the radio and to Yvonne.

"Who is this big friend of her? Is this big friend of her a friend or an enemy? " Optimus asked.

"Neither? He's kind of a neutral now." I answered, unsure. "You won't believe who the neutral is… I think you might be a little surprised." I smiled at nothing.

"Very well… we shall meet the neutral at the abandoned warehouse, located two miles from your housing unit. Be there in three earth hours. Optimus out." Optimus hung up and I closed my cell phone.

"Well? What now?" Yvonne asked.

I took a deep breath. "We wait… for three hours." I answered bluntly.

"Oh… That's boring… You might want to get your grocery to your house first." Yvonne pointed to the milk and eggs I bought for Mom. I face palmed, I totally forgot about this. Mom's going to kill me. "It's decided then! Let's get you back home and then we can meet the big guys!" she cheered happily and gripped on the steering wheel.

"Wait…" I stopped Yvonne from stepping on the gas pedal. I turned to the radio. "Thundercracker… You promise you won't attack my family or my friends?" I asked.

"You have my word." Thundercracker promised.

"Okay then! Off we go!" Yvonne cheered happily.

"I'll drive." Thundercracker said before we speed off towards my house, leaving my bicycle alone at the market.

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"So this is your house," Yvonne said, as she got out of Thundercracker's alt-mode. Thundercracker's holoform appeared out of nowhere and observed my house with his crimson eyes. His eyes seems to twitch when he sense something in my house. I wonder what he sense, maybe it was Ravage's signature. I walked up to the porch and motioned my hand for her and Thundercracker's holoform to follow me inside. "You house seems cozy and warm… I like it." Yvonne complimented.

"Thank you." I replied as I opened the door. I wasn't even inside when Annabelle jumped to hug me. I almost dropped the grocery and bump into Yvonne, but I steadied myself before that ever happens. "Hi Annabelle… What's wrong? Did something happen?" I worriedly asked.

"Anna worry big sis!" Annabelle said. "Mommy, Mr. Sammy, Mikky, and Savage also worry too." She continued.

"Awww! Who's this? Is she your little sister? Awww she's just adorable!" Yvonne squealed, smiling at Annabelle. "Hi cutie… My name's Yvonne. What's your name?" She asked.

"Anna!" Annabelle squealed happily as Yvonne rubbed her nose against Annabelle's.

I sighed and moved a little so Thundercracker could get inside the house. "Her name's Annabelle." I corrected.

"Oh Jen! You're here! I was so worried that something might happen to—," Mom came out from the kitchen and stopped on her tracks, staring at Yvonne and Thundercracker. I placed Annabelle back down and stood back up, taking a deep breath before explaining. Ravage's ear perked up as he saw Thundercracker staring at him. Samuel and Mikaela also stood up from the couch, staring at Yvonne and Thundercracker with looks. "Jen? Who are these people? Are they your friends?" Mom asked curiously.

I scratched the back of my head. "Yeah. They are." I nodded my head slowly, eyeing Ravage, "Yvonne Aachen, my best friend from Germany. We go to the same college." I directed my hand to my platinum blonde friend. I saw Mikaela's look darkened as she crossed her arms. Okay, weird… I coughed and directed my hand again. "And this is—,"

"Thunder…cracker." Ravage growled out.

"Yes, this is Thundercracker. Ex-Decepticon. Now neutral. Don't worry. We made a deal that he won't do anything funny. He has been with Yvonne for the past year now." I quickly said, pushing Thundercracker back a little as I saw the black panther growled at him. "Ravage… Stand down. He won't do anything funny."

Ravage growled, but he followed my command.

"What's he doing here?" Samuel asked, wearily.

"Apparently, he's Yvonne's Lamborghini." I answered and glanced back to Thundercracker who shrugged. Mikaela appeared beside me and gave a look to Yvonne, or more likely, they both had a serious glare match. "Uh… Yvonne. This is Mikaela, my very first best friend." I introduced nervously, backing away from the two.

"Hi Mikaela," Yvonne smiled, offering her hand for a hand shake. Mikaela reached out her hand to shake Yvonne's hand, but she pulled her hand back. "Oops! Too slow. Sorry sweetheart." Yvonne smiled.

Mikaela gave a smile too, but a fake sweet smile. "Welcome to Tranquility, Yvonne. I hope you have a pleasant stay." She emphasized the word 'pleasant'.

Yvonne's look also darkened. I back away more, to stand next to Samuel, who also had the same look like me. The confused, yet concern look. Mikaela has been acting kind of odd when Yvonne step foot in my house. Her blue eyes seem to darken a little, just a little.

"What do you think is going on?" I leaned to whisper to Samuel.

Samuel gave a shrug, "Beats me… Maybe, they both hate each other. Just a suggestion." he suggested. "By the way, have you contacted Optimus about Thundercracker's arrival?" He asked as we both turn to Thundercracker and Ravage.

"Yeah, he said he'll meet Thundercracker at the abandoned warehouse two miles from here in three hours." I answered. A minute has passed and my two best friends are still giving each other glares. I lifted Annabelle up and turn to the others. "So… anyone up for lunch? You too Thundercracker, you can study our 'human fuels'." I smiled nervously, trying to ease the tension.

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Samuel and I had our peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for lunch while Mikaela and Yvonne, both had the same meal as Mom, salad. They both had something more in common after all. We waited for Mikaela and Yvonne outside where Thundercracker's holoform disappeared and his alt-mode revved his engine loudly.

"Where are those two?" Thundercracker asked, irritated.

"I dunno… Powdering their noses at the bathroom maybe? Girls like to do that. No offense Jen… I'm not saying you're not a girl, but you're um… I should stop talking now." Samuel coughed as he leaned against him with his arms crossed while I sat on the steps of to the porch.

"None taken, Samuel." I replied, flipping open and closing my cell phone. "Do you think they decided to have a friendship moment?" I asked, looking up.

"Maybe… They seem to have a great start." Samuel agreed, although I did hear a bit of sarcasm in his tone. The door squeaked open and we both turn to see Yvonne and Mikaela, arguing who should get out of the door first. The two glared at each other before squeezing into one door frame and refused to share. I gave a loud sigh before pulling them out, giving a look as they both averted from each other. "Uh… Okay then… We should be going now… So, hop in girls." Samuel opened the door.

I shook my head and step inside of Thundercracker's alt-mode. I took a seat at the back while Samuel took the driver's seat.

Mikaela was about to take the back seat with me, but she stopped. "Excuse me, but I'll take the backseat. You'll take the front with your boyfriend." Yvonne jabbed her thumb to the empty front passenger's seat.

"Sorry, princess, the back seat is taken." Mikaela smiled.

"Dummes amerikanisches Mädchen. (Stupid dumbass, American Girl.)" Yvonne cursed in German. I gave a low whistle. Ouch, that was harsh.

Mikaela turned to me, "What did she say?" She asked with a frown.

"Uh… I'm not allowed to say that…" I chuckled nervously.

Yvonne smirked, "Oh, du verstehst also kein Deutsch? Gut. I möchte dir nur sagen, dass du mir wirklich auf die Nerven gehst, du amerikanische Pute. Also tu mir den Gefallen und benimm dich, halt die Fresse und beweg dich. (Oh, so you can't understand German? Good. I just want to say, you're really getting on my nerves, American Girl. Just be a little goodie goody two shoes, shut the hell up, and move.)" she snapped her fingers.

"Autsch… (Ouch…)" I said in German as well.

"What did she say?" Samuel asked, adjusting the mirrors.

"Uh… I believe I'm not allowed to break hearts…" I rubbed the back of my neck nervously. "How about we just go to the warehouse?" I suggested, urging Yvonne to stop insulting Mikaela.

"Ja, ich gehe sobald dieser Idiot sich von meinem Sitz bewegt. (Yeah, I'll go after this idiot moves from my seat.)" Yvonne smirked as Mikaela steps out from the backseat to start bickering with Yvonne. A clash of two languages mixed together, giving Samuel, Thundercracker, and I a headache.

I let out a deep sigh before taking the front seat. "You don't mind, do you?" I asked Samuel.

"No, no, not at all." Samuel smiled weakly, rubbing his temples. "C'mon Ladies! Get in TC! Wow… Okay, that sounded kind of wrong. Sorry, TC." Samuel apologized.

"It's fine… anything to keep those two quiet." Thundercracker sighed before Mikaela and Yvonne were seated at the backseat. I'm sure that the two are glaring at me. "Where's this warehouse anyway, Sam?" He asked.

"Just go straight from here. It's two miles away. Probably take us fifteen minutes to get there." Samuel pointed out.

"I say five." Thundercracker revved his engine loudly.

"Oh no, no, no, no! We're not going off-road!" Samuel makes an X with his arms.

I nodded my head in agreement.

"Buckled up humans, this is going to be a bumpy ride." Thundercracker warns. I bet he's smirking right now. The seatbelts went across our chest, securing us to the leather seats, before burning rubber to the dusty asphalt road.

-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-

"Optimus," Samuel said as he stood next to Thundercracker, who backed away from us. He stayed behind us four as Optimus, Prowl, Ratchet, Ironhide, Barricade, Soundwave, and Bumblebee transformed into their bi-pedal mode. I'm amazed on how huge this warehouse is, there's still a lot of space for seven Autobots to move inside this warehouse. It's even bigger than Diego Garcia's main hangar.

"Sam," Optimus mimicked as he crouched down to our level. Dad and Robert joined us and stood next to us, eyeing the silver Lamborghini carefully. They both were armed with weapons and if you count Ironhide, he's defiantly armed with many cannons. I glanced up to Optimus, who was staring at Thundercracker. "Show yourself. I promise you, we will not harm you, but be warned, we will attack if your reaction registered as a threat in our optics." He warned.

Thundercracker replied by transforming into his bi-pedal mode, joining in the Autobots. We took a few steps back from Thundercracker to give him more space to transform.

"Decepticon, now Neutral. My designation is Thundercracker. Ex-trine member." Thundercracker exclaimed calmly.

Ironhide's cannons hummed a soft tune as it warms up to a light blue color, "Decepticon Punk, what the pit are you a Neutral now?" he asked gruffly.

Thundercracker vented heavily before explaining his story, "I betrayed my brothers when I didn't offline Janette Jones. When they found out, my brothers betrayed me and broke our bond. They attacked me and abandoned me near the country of Russia. That's when Yvonne found me," He stopped and directed his servo to Yvonne, who smirked. "She, her creators, along with her future mate, found me lying on the white liquid. They took me back to Germany and that's when I kept a close optic on Yvonne and Jen." He finished.

Wow, when Yvonne explained everything, it took her thirty minutes, but when Thundercracker explained, it only took him about two minutes and forty seconds.

"Much shorter than Yvonne's explanations," I whispered to Thundercracker, who chuckled in return. I glanced back to Optimus, who seemed to be talking to the other Autobots, discussing about Thundercracker in their private comm. link.

Optimus turned to Thundercracker, "Thundercracker, my comrades and I have decided your fate." I held my breath as said ex-Decepticon stared at Optimus with a straight look. "From now on, you are a Probationary Autobot." He finished.

I smiled.

"Thank you, Optimus Prime, sir." Thundercracker saluted.

"At ease Thundercracker," Optimus chuckled. He stared down at Yvonne, who was glaring at Mikaela, again. "Miss Yvonne, I am afraid you will be escorted to our secret base until further notice. You have learned our secret and we cannot let you gave out information to any other humans that have not learned our existence." He continued with a small frown.

"Psssh! No worries. I kept TC here as a secret for about a year now and Jen didn't find out." Yvonne patted Thundercracker's pede.

"I knew you were trouble when you walked in!" Bumblebee sang.

Yvonne glared at the yellow scout, but didn't retort.

"But we still need to discuss about your guardian. The 'Cons might go after you." Dad said.

"I'll be her Guardian." Thundercracker offered. "I've been her Guardian for the pass human year. It would be easy for her if I'm her Guardian." He kneeled down.

"Then it's settled," Robert grinned.

"Welcome to NEST, buddy."

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"You know… Ratchet will kill us if he finds out we're eating here." I said, looking around the place wearily.

Samuel slurped his soda and dipped his fries to the sauce. "You're being too worried. Ratchet's back at base, doing daily checkups for the soldiers and Autobots. He'll never have time to check us when he got his hands full from the last time the Chevy twins fight." He said calmly.

"But can we at least eat inside? I'm having some sort of chill…" I rubbed my shoulder as I glanced around. There wasn't anybody watching me, well there are some people watching my friends, mostly girls, because there are five men sitting in the same table as us. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker were the ones attracting attention. They were giving whistles to every girl that pass by us. I began to get annoyed by all of the squealing and whistling. "Can you two please stop whistling every time a girl passes by us?" I asked, my eyebrow twitching.

Sunstreaker turned his hear to me, "Why? Are you jealous?" He smirked.

"Cheer up. You're the only femme for us." Sideswipe draped his arm across my shoulders.

I rolled my eyes, "I'm not jealous. I just want to have some peace and quiet to read my book. So you two better stop whistling." I pushed his arm away as it was quite heavy. Not because he's overweight, but he was full of muscles! I turned over to see Yvonne was typing on her phone, probably sending text messages to Brook. Mikaela sat right next to Yvonne, but was facing away, typing on her phone too. "Would you two stop that? You both are quite heavy." I sighed as the twins placed their elbows on my poor shoulders.

"Awww… She's annoyed because we paid more attention to other femmes!" Sideswipe pouted, teasing me.

I rolled my eyes as Thundercracker looked away. I decided to ignore Sideswipe and Sunstreaker. I want to finish this book before my summer is over. Yvonne gave a smirk before her eyes were locked once again to her cell phone. Samuel and Mikaela were being… themselves while Bumblebee was giving someone a dark glare. I shivered when one of the twins blew in my ear. I turned to my right and glared at Sunstreaker, who was smirking. I gave a loud sigh.

"Didn't you just hear what I said? I want to read." I stated bluntly.

"We want to read too." Sideswipe and Sunstreaker said in unison.

"Do you guys even understand German?" I asked.

"We haven't downloaded it yet." Sunstreaker admitted.

"Ist das nicht süß? Du bist wirklich ein Glückspilz! (Isn't that cute? You are one lucky girl!)" Yvonne squealed as she clapped her hands together. "In der Position mit zwei gut aussehenden Männern, das ist bezaubernd. (Being in a position like that with two handsome men. It's too adorable!)" She spoke in German.

"Das ist nicht bezaubernd... (It's not adorable…)" I replied. "Sie möge beide Bumblebee, nicht mich Yvonne. I wette sie versuchen Bumblebee eifersüchtig zu machen, indem sie mich einspannen. Schau dir Bumblebee doch mal an...er gibt mir ständig böse Blicke… (They both like Bumblebee, not me, Yvonne. I bet they are trying to make Bumblebee jealous by doing this to me. Look at Bumblebee… He's giving me dark looks…)" I motioned my head to Bumblebee.

"Ok, als Erstes: Das ist widerlich. (Okay… First off, it's disgusting.)" Thundercracker joined in the German language club. "Zweitens: Alle drei von ihnen sind Dummköpfe, also ignoriere sie. (Second, the three of them are glitch heads so ignore them.)" He continued.

Yvonne nudges Thundercracker on his upper arm. "Sei kein Spielverderber! Können deine roten Kontaktlinsen sehen, dass diese drei-du weißt schon. (Don't be a spoil sport! Can your red contact lens see that those three are—you know—,)" She winked a few times before smiling. Thundercracker replied by rolling his eyes away from Yvonne.

"So what were you guys talking about?" Samuel asked, sipping his soda.

"Nothing important," The three of us answered in unison and in English.

"You need to teach me how to speak German, Jen… I really need it." Mikaela said, flashing a glare to Yvonne before smiling at me.

Okay, what's wrong with those two?

I gave a nervous smile, "I'll love to teach you, Mikaela."

"We want to be taught to!" Sideswipe whined.

"You both can just download an application on the internet." I answered bluntly.

"Ouch! You got rejected!" Bumblebee laughed.

Mikaela rolled her eyes before laughing. "Hey, Jen. Do you want to go to the mall with me? There's this new shoe store that's just been open and they're having a fifty percent off sale. You coming?" She asked, getting up from her seat.

"Uh… Sure, c'mon Yvonne," I said, also getting up, swinging my backpack over my shoulder. And there's that look between Yvonne and Mikaela again. "At least it's better than here… You guys can spend time together and you won't be bothered by me. Have some nice guy time, Samuel, Thundercracker." I continued with a small smile.

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker pouted. "Okay…" They both gave a loud sigh. "See you later, sweetspark." They both kissed on each side of my cheek.

I sighed before wiping those kisses off with my sleeve.

"See you later Sam, we'll be done by five." Mikaela kissed Samuel's cheek before patting his shoulder and dragged me into the mall's entrance.

Good thing Burger King is beside the mall.

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Jen gave a loud yawn as she waited for Mikaela and Yvonne to look for some shoes, try on some shoes, and buy them. The blonde had been waiting for an hour in the same shoe store, the one Mikaela was just talking about. It was boring since none of the shoes interest her. She only needed a pair of comfortable shoes to run with when a Decepticon comes by and decided to give a little chase. She can't run, let alone walk in high heels, even if her life depended on it. Another yawn escapes her lips as she gave looks of boredom.

"What do you think, Jen? Pumps or flats?" Mikaela asked, sitting next to Jen.

"Uh… I don't even know what those are…" Jen sighed.

"Don't mind her stupid question, Jen." Yvonne sat at the empty seat next to Jen, offering two shoes. "What do you think? Pink? Or hot pink?" she asked.

"Yvonne…" Jen sighed out. "I don't even know what the differences between pink and hot pink… Only you can tell the difference between the two colors." She chuckled.

"Yeah, Yvonne… There's no difference." Mikaela smiled.

Yvonne smiled back. "Well then… I'll just buy both of them. They would both look so good on you, Jen." She offered.

"No thanks… Pink's not my look. I'm more of a… plain person." Jen laughed nervously.

"Nonsense! Let's go to the clothes store next!" Yvonne exclaimed, earning a groan from Jen.

An hour later, the three were sitting on a bench near the fountain. The three were wiped out, mostly Jen. She had to suffer the torture called shopping and the worst part is that Mikaela and Yvonne forced her to try on an uncountable dresses, tops, shorts, and even accessories. It was fun and all, but it was also exhausting. In the end, Jen only bought a new jacket while Yvonne and Mikaela bought a lot. That's gonna be hard to carry all the way back home.

"Can I just stay here for awhile? You can continue to shop if you girls want. I give up. I never knew looking pretty would be this hard." Jen desperately sighed, waving her hands as she slumps down to the bench.

Yvonne stood up from the bench, hands on her hips. "We are going to make you look hot, even if I have to buy the whole mall!" She cheered, waving her credit card in the air as she flips her hair.

"Yeah… Way the go snobby…" Mikaela muttered, placing her chin on her palm.

"Who you calling snobby, American Girl? You're the one who bought that one summer collection." Yvonne argued, crossing her arms over her chest.

Mikaela scoffed as she stood up. "Well… you're the one who bought the whole entire summer collection." She retorted.

"At least I bought the cute ones! While you…ugh… bought the rags…" Yvonne smirked.

"Rags? Well then, you bought the cheap ones." Mikaela glared.

Jen face palmed. This is going to be a big cat-fight…

"Girls!" Jen shouted, going between Yvonne and Mikaela. "Look… why don't I just go to the smoothie parlor and buy us some strawberry smoothies, okay?" She patted both their shoulders before jogging to the parlor.

Mikaela huffed before glaring at Yvonne. "You're lucky Jen got in between us… or else I'll use these babies." She showed her fingernails.

Yvonne smiled before showing her fingernails too. "Well, I'm lucky that Jen steps inside otherwise… It'll be a shame if I have to use these on… you." She said with disgust.

Mikaela was about to retort back, but someone butted in their fight.

"Look what I found here! It's a double model wannabe." A red headed girl said with a smirk as she held a few shopping bags on her left hand and her right hand holding a Starbuck's coffee cup. Her dark shades covered her eyes as she and her friends stared at Mikaela and Yvonne with smugness.

"What do you want Frankie? I thought you were going out of the country." Mikaela placed her hand on her hip.

"I did." Frankie smiled, taking her expensive sunglasses off. "—to Germany… I had my nose done there. What do you think? It looks better huh?" She showed off her plastic surgery nose, looking up to the sky.

Yvonne smiled sweetly, almost too sweetly. "Well… I don't even know you, but your nose looks really fake sweetheart. Who did your nose? A newbie? I can clearly see your nose hair." she pointed out.

Frankie covered her nose. "Ah! My surgeon is the best! Isn't that right girls?" she asked.

Mandy and Kate nodded in agreement.

"What's wrong with your noses?" Mikaela asked to the two goons.

"We just got the same treatment as Frankie." Kate answered.

"To make things short, you two look weird." Mikaela stated. Frankie gave a loud snort. Mikaela fake gaped and cupped her ears. "What is that I hear? Is that the effect of the cheap nose surgery?" she mocked.

Frankie glared. "Oh yeah… where's the other wannabe? Jen? I thought she died in a plane accident!" she and her two lackeys laughed.

Mikaela's and Yvonne's looks darkened immediately.

Yvonne slammed her heel to the marbled floor. "Listen here you little bitch. You may be pretty, you may be rich, but there's one thing you don't have and that is a heart." She jabbed her manicured fingernail at Frankie's chest.

"And you know what? That dress you're wearing is cute." Mikaela smiled and grabbed the drink Frankie was drinking. "You know what will make it better? This," she splashed the drink on Frankie's short white dress. A dark brown coffee stain was seen on her white dress. The red head gasped loudly as her friends screamed. "Yeah… it looks so much better now." Mikaela gave the empty cup back and patted Frankie's shoulder.

"You-you… You're going to pay for this! And I mean it literally! This silk dress cost me four grand!" Frankie screamed.

"Yeah, just send it to the dry cleaners. They'll make it less horrible." Yvonne smirked. Frankie storms off with Mandy and Kate without looking back at Yvonne and Mikaela. Yvonne watched in amusement as the trio fakers were going to the department store, probably to buy some more clothes. "You know what, American Girl? You're okay…" She admitted, turning to Mikaela.

"You too, Yvonne… you're pretty okay too." Mikaela smirked, her arms crossed.

"But you're still my rival." Yvonne said.

"I can't agree more," Mikaela agreed.

Yvonne extended her arms for a girlfriend hug. Mikaela smiled before hugging the taller girl.

Jen smiled as she carries three strawberry smoothies. "I knew you two would get along. Here, let's celebrate with smoothies!" She grinned, handing Mikaela and Yvonne a smoothie.

Mikaela and Yvonne exchange glances before smirking to each other.

The frenemy relationship has begun.

A/N: Well, I have nothing to say ^^ So… as usual

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