Shane: Come in.

Carmen walked in wearing a pair of short shorts and a tight black vest.

Carmen: I’m going out, go with me.

Shane happily got up. She grabbed a pair of sunglasses to cover the bruises.

Shane: Where are we going?

Carmen: It’s just stuffy in here.

Shane: Wanna go on the bike?

Carmen replied back nonchalantly. Her heart wanted to, but she couldn’t.

Carmen: No.

Carmen drove and Shane just sat there. She didn’t like this silent treatment she was getting.

Shane: If you didn’t want me here why did you take me out?

Carmen: You’re my bodyguard. And I said I would keep an eye on you 24/7.

Shane: Isn’t that my job.

Shane mummbled and moped. This was going to be a boring trip. Carmen stopped in front of the Planet. She walked in and Shane followed behind.

Waitress: How many?

Carmen: One.

Shane was stumped. One? The waitress asked her as well. They got placed facing each other but at different tables. Shane took out her blackjack2 and started texing Carmen.

Shane: Why are you being like this?

Carmen: Like what?

Shane: You’re the one who took me out.

Carmen: I don’t want to see you.

Shane put the cellphone back in her pocket. She ordered a shot of coffee and left. She didn’t want to be there if Carmen didn’t want her to be.

Carmen: Where are you going?

Shane: Around.

Shane walked away with her hands stuck in her pockets. The cold air stun at her face. It was a cold day especially for LA. A shiny yellow prosche stopped in front of her.

Cherrie: I haven’t seen you for a while.

Shane smiled.

Shane: Yes, Miss Jaffie. It has been a while.

Cherrie noticed the bruises on Shane’s face.

Cherrie: Who did that to you?

Shane: No one. I better get going.

Cherrie got out of the car and stopped Shane. She took Shane’s sunglasses off.

Cherrie: Shane.

Shane looked down at the ground. Cherrie Jaffie cupped Shane’s face and tippy toed up to reach her. She placed a soft kiss on her lips. Carmen had come out of the shop to look for Shane. She felt a pang of jealousy seeing Shane accept a kiss from Cherrie. She stood there with her fists clenched. Shane backed away.

Shane: I’m sorry.

Cherrie Jaffie smiled.

Cherrie: It’s okay. Come find me, I’m always free for you.

Shane gave her a slight bow and returned the way she came. Carmen saw her coming and went to her car and got in.

Carmen’s thought: Keep cool, keep cool.

Shane saw Carmen in the car and got in. She didn’t say anything or mention what had happened. Carmen drove them home at an alarming speed. She slammed the door to her room leaving Shane standing there alone. Jenny stuck her head out of her room.

Jenny: So, what do we have here?

Shane: Get out of my business.

Jenny: Awe, is poor baby Shane angry?

Shane threw her an icy look. She left Jenny there smirking. Shane sat in the kitchen chewing on an apple. She wanted some fresh air, so she went out for a walk. This sucked getting all this silent treatment and now the door slamed in her face. The wind blew through her hair. She saw her bike and went over and touched the shinny exterior. Carmen was on the balcony lying there on her back. Shane laid down on the soft grass. None of them noticed sly Jenny.

Jenny: See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. Oh that I were a glove upon that hand that I might touch that cheek.

It was her turn to create mischief. Her turn to have Carmen. She disappeared from the window and went to Camren’s roof. Carmen didn’t notice Jenny who had snuck up behind her. She was too busy watching Shane. Jenny hugged Carmen from the back. Carmen jumped and let out a yelp of suprise. Shane opened one eye and looked toward the direction of the sound.