ETHAN

"Why can't I make decent friends for once in my life?" Freddie mutters as she slams the door of our apartment, "no offense." She waves us off as she slumps with a tired sigh beside Darren on the closest couch to the door.

She sounds tired but looks pissed. Not a surprise, she's always pissed after her Monday shift. No one knows why Flux is always around on Monday to watch his staff, he has a manager but he prefers to manage his cafe himself, and always finds fault in the silliest things.

Wally reaches for my drink on the center table but before he can have a taste of it, I snatch it from him and glare at him.

"Hands off my shit," I warn and he raises his hands in surrender, and sits back.

"Who are we mad at?" Landon asks Freddie and he takes a drag of his cigarette.

"Hilsa fricking Fries! She's a total nutjob, fucking crazy bitch," she spits out, pushing her hair off her face.

"Huh?" That surprises me, not just me from the collective huh sound I hear around the room.

This time yesterday she was raising her voice at me because of Hilsa. She almost pulled my hairs out and now she hates her. That doesn't make sense, what changed? What happened? What did Hilsa do to offend Freddie?

Hilsa. Hilsa. Hilsa. Hilsa.

Just when I thought I've finally gotten rid of her in my mind, Freddie had to mention her name. I spent the afternoon messing around with Dawn trying to not think about her but I couldn't stop, while I was inside Dawn I was thinking of someone else, I hate the way Hilsa is affecting me. I only just met her and haven't even fucked her yet.

"I thought things were going smoothly, what's happened?" Darren asks.

"You really have to ask, she probably punched her or pulled some shit," Landon answers.

He glances my way and winks at me.

"He is right man, that bitch needs to be thought a fucking lesson, one she will never forget. She's messed with the wrong crowd," one of Landon's friend Scott suggests.

A lesson he says, there are many ways to teach a woman like her a lesson but this is Hilsa we are talking about, she isn't a woman, she's barely even human. Someone who's heart and soul is made of black ice and stone. How can we teach someone like that a lesson that'll make an impact? And crack that stupid walls she has around her.

This gets me thinking of an idea I got last week.

"Guys you know . . . we could try and make this interesting," I turn to them.

Landon smiles knowingly, I've talked about it with him. "What do you have in mind?"

"Suggestions," I urge them to speak to keep conversation interesting, I know what I want to do to her.

My gaze stays on Darren, watching his reaction. He isn't like the rest of us, he doesn't really participate when he is around everyone, he is a quiet person who bottle himself up in his room and listens to music that can tear his eardrum off, don't get me wrong Darren is an amazing dude, no shit he is the best, better than all the remaining fuckers because he's real.

"She's hot," Scott says what we already know.

I look at Darren for reaction but he keep his face emotionless. "Hot? Nah, she is too skinny," I lie. I don't like the way Scott said it. He said she is hot, which means he's been checking her out. Why does that make me feel murderous?

Hilsa is perfect. Yes, she is slim but not as bad as I put it out to be to the guy. She's slim and curvy. 5'5 with killer sapphire blue eyes, plump heart shaped lips and the diamond face is a price.

"Yeah for someone so uptight, she's definitely hot and good enough to look at too," Landon adds, "she is like that because she hasn't been fucked properly, I don't think she has a boyfriend, I have never seen her with a boy before, the girl is a loner, maybe getting fucked will loosen her up."

This gets me thinking.

I shouldn't do this. I shouldn't say it but I have to proof to myself that she's nothing.

"I have an idea," I say looking at Darren, he definitely not going to like this. "She clearly isn't satisfied with her life which is why she is always alone," I explains. Their expression tells me to continue. "How about we try to be nice and be friends with her so at the end when she is grown attached she'll get dumped."

A part of me knows what I'm suggesting isn't right, it's pointless, cruel but another part knows that it will be fun. At least it will give me something to look forward to and a reason to get close to her and break that ice wall is built around herself.

"What? No way!" Landon disagrees.

Darren stands up, his gaze on me is unreadable. He adjust his pants, shoving his hands into his pocket and turn to us. "Good luck," he walks down the hall to his room.

"Landon come on. It won't be that hard, we get friendly with her, even invite her to parties," I explain. "She's naive, she wouldn't know what hit her when we are done with her, trust me it will be simple."

From what I've seen so far, Hilsa Fries is anything but naive. She's angry, too angry. I want to know what happened to her. I want to know why she's like that. I want to know if she's always been like that. I want to know everything about her and the only way to do that is get close to her. I can't just get close to her all of a sudden, I need some motivation.

"This is crazy, I can't stand her anymore," Freddie huffs.

I've only interacted with Hilsa twice, and I know she isn't exactly a nice person to be around because she is violent. I'd like to say Freddie is good judge for character but the only friends she has are assholes aka all of us in this room. Anyway what I'm trying to say is that Freddie liked Hilsa because she saw something in her that none of us refuse to see or she just wanted be friends with her. I'm not sure what happened between them but for her to switch sides and start calling her names just tells me that Freddie is no different from us.

"Are you sure this will work? I want it to hurt like a bitch when it all over." Landon thinks he has the right to retaliate after what Hilsa's done to me, and I'm a fool for helping him.

"It will work," I assure him.

"What exactly are we talking about?" Freddie asks curiously, seeming too interested in our conversation on how to get revenge on Hilsa.

Something has been on my mind since I brought it up and now I'll share it with the rest of them.

"We need a contract." I grab the book Wally and I were using to play tic-tac-toe before the others came in and flip to a new page. "Destroy Hilsa Fries a.k.a tigress slash miss arrogant." That is the heading of the contract.

Freddie snatches the paper away from me. "You penmanship is worse," she complains. When did she even get here?

"This contract is witness by four people," Freddie reads as she writes. "How to crush Hilsa's heart and clip her wings." Man, this girl is nasty, honestly I don't think she ever cared for Hilsa. "First, we make sure she falls in love with Ethan. I'm sure he's capable. Second, Ethan will get in her panties, obvi. Third, we make her see the sincerity in your feelings, for someone like that, getting her to fall for you will be hard but once she gets to know you and see that you're all bad, then you're sold. Fourth, you make her your girlfriend. That shouldn't be hard, girls devour that shit. Fifth, you make her feel special. Sixth, find out what makes her thick and lastly when you see she's so into you we'll reveal this contract to her. Getting her where it hurts the most."

She ends the contract with 'I agree to the term of agreement and conditions' adding our names and leaving a line for signature. Winifred Jang, Landon Cole, Wallace Hardy and my name.

I collect the stupid contract from her and read. "I think you might want to change some things on your contact Freds; make her fall in love with me is like a walk in the park, get in her pant, that way too easy, make her see that I'm sincere? Do you think she's stupid, she'll see right through my bullshit." She will. I think she's antisocial. "That is not necessary. We can screw around but I can't make her my girlfriend, no, you know I don't date," I remind her, she doesn't need reminder she knows me like everyone person in this room with me.

"Just for the game, you aren't allowed to get too attached," she adds the warns. Too attached? I don't get attached, I can't even count the amount of girl have been with and none of them has gotten me too attached, why the hell will get me attached to Hilsa?

"Okay as long is just for show," I say, she nods. "So basically for the time being, I'll be her puppet," I mutter.

Wally moves beside me, I flinch I swear I have forgotten that he is here with us, why the hell is he quiet? He has nothing against Hilsa but still he is Wally. He's part of us.

"Why the hell did you put my name?" He sounds casually not angry.

"It'll be fun," I nudge his should, he sit back and shrugs.