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an
interesting relationship. They fought constantly. Or rather, Rachel yelled until
Ash was on the brink of tears. Deep down inside, I was convinced they loved
each other. I was just waiting for the day it would show.
    "Focus," I
said to Rachel. "Let's go over this again."
    She immediately perked
up, "It's simple; we each try to make him fall in love with us. Then, we
dump him!"
    Damn, even I had to
admit this was screwed up. Rachel’s insensitivity somehow made me more aware of
it. She seemed to sense my hesitation.
    “Can you think of one
guy in your life you don’t think would deserve something like this? A good guy
is just a myth. You know that better than anyone. Guys do this kind of stuff
all the time, and they always get away with it, like something about their
anatomy entitles them to being assholes. I just want the same opportunity. And
we’re never gonna get it, so we have to take it. ”
    ‘Well… she does have a point ,’ I thought to myself.  
    “Okay,” I nodded.   "We need rules."
    Rachel nodded in
agreement, "He’s the only one falling in love."
    I couldn’t resist the
urge to roll my eyes. He certainly wasn’t my type, on top of the fact that this
whole thing was a symbol of my severing ties with the male population. If there
was a pill I could take to become a lesbian, I would have overdosed on it
already.
    "And you cannot , under any circumstances tell him
the plan," she added.  
    "Ash, do you have
anything to add?" I asked as I turned to her.
    She sat with her arms
folded and her head down, her face hidden behind her chestnut brown hair. She
shook her head. I gave Rachel a look to keep her from offending Ash further.
There was a moment of silence.
    "Oohh, I have
one," I exclaimed. I knew Rachel wouldn't be too happy about this one,
" No sex." I saw Ash
reemerge from behind her hair; she sent me a look that seemed to voice her
shock that this even had to be said.
    "What?"
Rachel exclaimed, "How am I supposed to make a guy fall in love with me if
I can't have sex with him?"
    She shot me a glare
when Ash giggled.
    "Let's take a
vote," Ash said, her hand already high in the air. I raised my hand too,
smiling at her.
    "You've gotta be
kidding!" Rachel exclaimed.
    I rolled my eyes at
her, “I have standards you know.”
    They both stared back
at me, and I was sure their minds were flashing back to my recount of the incident with he-who-shall-not-be-named.
    Ash squealed as I
chucked a pillow at her head.
    “You’re supposed to be
on my side! And as for you Rachel, there's no way I'm gonna risk getting some
disease from that idiot. And maybe that’s not a concern for you since you
already have every STD imaginable,” I laughed at the lack of a reaction my
insult inspired from her, “But if you had sex with him, it wouldn't be fair to
Ashton and me."
    She glared at me. I
had complete faith that she could make him fall in love anyway, not that I
would tell her that now. Every guy who came into contact with her left a trail
of saliva for the next one to add to. She was always so sure of herself; every
room she walked into was filled with an almost tangible air of confidence and
vanilla body spray. She was tall, with almond shaped eyes, full lips and
perfectly arched eyebrows. She looked more like the girls on the cover of
fashion magazines than a real person.
    Rachel could get any
guy she dreamed of by batting an eye and extending her sultry smile.
Unfortunately, she found early on charm wasn’t necessary when you were offering
sex. She seemed to get a thrill from the attention, and though Rachel was no
victim it seemed she’d forgotten that there was a lot more she had to offer.
Still, with her competitive nature, I knew she wouldn't go down without a
fight, even if the whole point of this was to cheer me up.
    "Remind me why
I'm doing this again?" Ash whispered to me.
    "Because you're
trying to help Eli, and even though you're a pain in the ass you want to help
Eli," Rachel replied for