"Woah!! Hostile much?" Armani responds on the other end of the line.

"How did you get my number?"

"I stole it off of Issac one day when he was drunk off his ass"

"Does anyone else have this number, specifically your girlfriend?"

"No!"

"OK. Why are you calling me?"

"I can't call a friend. You know Bay, you are probably the most violent person I have ever met."

"Thank you for the compliment. Why did you call?"

"Are you okay?"

"I am fine. Why are you asking?"

"Because of everything that is going on. You know, Issac going on a date with Mackenzie Taylor."

"Mackenzie Taylor? Why is that name familiar?" I ask racking my brain to put a face to the name.

"Because she is in your AP Bio class. I thought you knew who she was."

I close my eyes and think about the people who are in my AP Bio class.

"Is she the girl with the long brown hair, fair skin, and slight British accent?"

"Yes that's her!"

"Oh." 

Mackenzie Taylor joined our school in sophomore year. She was a transfer student from the UK and she is insanely smart. Apparently, her father worked for Oxford University as a professor. She is also very beautiful and it intimidated a lot of girls in my year and upper years, especially the old "it" girl crew. She transferred here with her brother who is also a senior. He is on the lacrosse team as well. I think his name is Maxwell Taylor.

"You good?"

"Great. I am happy for Issac. He is my best friend Armani and nothing more."

"You keep saying that, but I don't believe you."

"Be happy for your best friend Armani. He is getting out there."

"I am, but just between us two, I have been rooting for you and Issac from day 1."

"There is nothing to root for besides friendship. Listen, I have to go. We can talk tomorrow."

"Yeah okay."

"Bye" I say and hang up the phone.

....

"You have competition tomorrow?"

"Yeah, it's somewhere upstate so I won't be home tonight and I will be back home tomorrow morning. You will see me at lunch. The debate team got excused from school tomorrow, but I won't leave my sister. Mom took Leo to Camp Molecule. Don't know what it is, but it is upstate so she won't be home." Zoe says with a smile on her face. We just reached inside the school and are walking down the hallway. 

"See ya" Zoe says before heading to her locker. I walk over to my locker where Issac is standing with his books in his hands and a little smile on his face. 

"Hey" he says to me when I reach beside him

"Hi" I open my locker and place in my bag and I take out my books. "How was your date yesterday?" I ask with my eyes trained inside my locker.

"It was great, actually. She is really great."

"Mackenzie Taylor, right?" I ask and finally look at him.

"Yeah that's her. How did you know?"

"Everyone is talking about the golden boy and the beautiful British transfer, how could I not know?" I close my locker shut and then look at Issac.

"Yeah, you're right. Is everything okay with you?"

" Yeah, why wouldn't it be? Are you free tonight?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Because I have a surprise for you"

"Really?"

"Yup. The tables are reversed tonight. You will be at my house 7 pm sharp and you will bring clothes to stay overnight....oh and chocolate." 

"Yes ma'am"

"Do I look like a 50 year old woman to you? Don't call me ma'am."

"OK." he responds. Quick footsteps approach us and I look to my left to see Mackenzie Taylor. She has her brown hair straightened and it flows down her back. She has on a long sleeved top with black, light orange, and white stripes going horizontally across the top and black jeans. She also has on black converses. In her hand, is a black sweater that says MVP on the back of it.

Why does that look like the sweater I got for Issac on our 2nd friendaversary?

"Hey Issac. Here is your sweater. Thanks for lending it to me last night." she says with a smile on her face.

"Uh no problem." Issac takes the sweater from her and sends her a polite smile. 

"Thanks for everything last night as well." She says and then walks away. I look at the sweater in Issac's hands and I try to figure out if this is the same sweater I gave Issac.

"Hey? Is that the sweater I got you last month?" I ask and point to the sweater.

Issac looks down at the sweater. "I think it is. I just lent it to her yesterday because she was cold and it was drizzling a little bit yesterday."

"Oh." I respond with my eyebrows raised. "I have to go to class early. I have to talk to my teacher. I will see you later Issac." I walk away from Issac feeling hurt inside. Why would he give her the sweater I got him? That was something special I gave him. Something that is significant in our friendship. It could be any sweater, but he chose that one.

I walk inside the math classroom and sit in my normal seat and watch as students walk in and fill the seats. Victoria, Sienna, and Talia walk into the room. Victoria has decided to not transfer out my math class and I have no idea. She knows I am not afraid of her and her stupid antics. I think she is doing it to "torment" me. They sit in their normal seats and they start silently chatting, which is very odd for them because when they talk, it is usually so people could hear. I start doodling random crap on my hand until a hand slaps me on my arm.

I look to my left to see Victoria staring at me with her usual icy cold look.

"Do you want me chop off your hand and attach it your face using staples and Elmhurst glue? I don't think so. So don't touch me again." I fume and look away from her.

First off, who does she think she is to slap me?

Second off, what witchcraft did she use to get over to me so fast without me hearing the sound of her 5 inch heels on the marble floor?

She is just sitting there comfortably in her seat just staring at me.

"What the hell do you want Victoria?"

"I thought you'd never ask." she says with an evil smirk on her face. I don't know who is more devilish. Victoria or my brother.

"We have a common enemy Bay."

"And who might that be?" 

"2 words. Mackenzie Taylor." she says in a fiendish voice sending chills down my spine.

"Mackenzie is no enemy. What are you talking about?"

"I knew you were slow. Mackenzie likes Issac and they already went on a date, so it is only a matter of time before they start dating. Anyone with eyes, functioning or not, would know that you like Issac and for some reason he is smitten with you, but Issac will always love me. He may not know it now, but it's there and I won't let some girl who only knows 1% about this place come and take Issac from me."

I stare at Victoria with utter confusion and disgust.

"You are crazy. Simple"

"Listen, we have to get rid of her. I don't like you. I actually hate you for getting in between Issac and I, but Mackenzie is a big problem for both of us. You want Issac as BFF. I want him as my bf. So the anomaly in this situation needs to be removed."

She knows what an anomaly is. *claps slowly*

Maybe she is right. If Mackenzie is out the picture, me and Issac will be fine.

"So what do you say? Are you going to help me get rid of Mackenzie Taylor or not?"