So, Erica, right. We arrived at the park and I, as my father taught me, opened the door for Callie, taking a light peck to my cheek for my impromptu chivalry. As we began to walk over to the usual crowd of people, our hands lightly brushing with every small step, I noticed that the tension emanating from the group was hostile and uninviting. I didn’t like it. That was when I noticed the strange blonde standing among our group, she turned to face Callie and I, blue eyes sharp and shooting daggers straight at me.

I heard Callie’s sharp intake of breath and her whole body tense beside mine, at the sight of this new girl, that coupled with the significantly angry facial expression and blazing red cheeks Addison seemed to be supporting, told me this girl had to be Erica. Before I could say much, Callie spoke up.

”Erica? Wha-what are you doing here?” she asked quizzically.

”Calliope”. Erica replied with malice dripping from every syllable of such an exquisitely beautiful name.

I noticed Callie’s cheeks flush bright red, obvious despite the darker shade of her olive skin tone. I forgot about Erica as I turned to face the blushing Latina, ”Calliope?”

”Yeah. Uhm – it’s kinda my full name but no one calls me that. Its weird.” she whispered.

”Well I think its beautiful, Calliope, so you’ll just have to get used to being as stunning as your name.” I didn’t even comprehend that I was shamelessly flirting with Callie in front of her, now very pissed off girlfriend until she was screaming at me.

”Seriously?! Why don’t you two just strip and do it right in front of my face. I knew you were screwing her, all you do is talk about her when we’re together.” Erica’s face was an unnatural shade of crimson and she was dangerously close to my face now. I could see – in unfortunate clarity – the black headed spots which had made a home for themselves across the bridge of the blonde’s nose. I began to pick out the many faults in this girl, that her forehead was too big, her eyes were too far apart and her teeth were dangerously close to overlapping they were so crooked. Not pretty in any capacity, and all I could think was why a girl like this managed to end up on the arm of Calliope Torres. Of course I was probably biased, seeing as I disliked this girl on principle for merely having a part of Calliope that I longed for but would probably never have.