TWELVE

Rachel was still seeping what she realized was called 'Sex On The Beach' when a knock on the door sounded once, and then it flew open.

Two blondes stumbled in, giggling loudly and smelling of 37% of alcohol.

Rachel stared at them. They stared at her, then at each other.

"Who are.."

"If it isn't you? Um..what's it called again.. eh, Stalker! After this week, I thought I'd loose my ability to be surprised." One of them stood shocked for a minute, but then fired back up.

"Well, time's up bitch. Your shift is over. Norbert invited us over, so buzz off!"

She babbled, swigging her drink and advancing towards the bed, falling on it with both hands flopped to the sides.

The other roamed to the nightstand and arranged herself in front of the mirror.

Rachel couldn't stand them. She grabbed her purse and jacket in a swift and advanced towards the door.

"Hey..a piece of advice. If you think because Allison's not here, you have a chance with Karter, you must be a bloody dreamer. Girls like you are