I noticed Ace in the distance just then. Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt too much to mend fences with him.

"Ace," I said, putting my usual smirk on my face as I stood in front of him. He frowned at me before attempting to walk away. I put my arm out to stop him.

"Going somewhere," I asked in a lilting voice and he turned to me with an incredulous expression.

"Are you being serious right now? You literally snapped at me last night," he said, and the hurt in his voice was evident.

"Well I'm truly sorry for hurting your feelings," I said, trying to keep the sarcastic tone out of my voice and failing. I realized with shock that I hadn't apologized to anyone in a long time. God I sucked at this.

"You don't mean that," he said, still hurt and I winced.

"Darling I don't mean half the things I say, including what I said yesterday so why don't we just drop the issue and move on," I said with a roll of my eyes and he seemed to almost flinch back, like I'd punched him or something. Ugh, what had I done now?

"God you're just a flirt, aren't you? You don't actually care at all, do you," he asked, his voice rising and shaking slightly. His words hurt and for a second, it must have flashed across my face cause he stepped forward but I waved him off before looking back up at him with my usual smile in place.

"Well you're certainly spot on with your observations. You're right, I'm heartless and a flirt and have zero tolerance for emotions. Its honestly so liberating to not feel. You should try it sometime," I said with a cold smirk in place before walking away from him. It hurt a bit, walking away but what hurt even more was that he was actually right. To quote Harry Potter, I had the "emotional range of a teaspoon." Like I'd ever fit with someone like Ace Parker.

"I'm not going through with the plan," I announced as soon as I got home and plopped myself down on the couch. Xavier was home for once and Carla had driven me home today. The two of them looked at me like I'd lost my mind. To be fair though, I wasn't the kind of person to back out of things halfway.

"Why not," asked Carla.

"Cause pretty boy pissed me off," I said, laying down on the couch and closing my eyes. Immediately, a pair of hurt blue eyes came into view and my eyes snapped open.

"I thought your were doing this to put that girl in place," said Carla, the knowing smile evident in her voice, and I threw my pillow at her.

"You know the truth," I said, with a roll of my eyes. She nodded solemnly and shut her mouth.

"You know when I met Kaelie in the closet," started Xavier but I cut him off.

"I have no inclination to hear about your sex life so please shut up," I said monotonously as I closed my eyes once again. No pretty blue eyes, not this time.

"No that's not what I was going to say. I was going to say that as I was leaving, I heard her whispering to a friend of hers that she only did me to show you up for stopping the fight between me and Xavier," he said and I sat up in shock.

"And you're telling me this now."

"I didn't think it mattered," he said sheepishly and I glowered at the ground. That stupid little b****. She was getting it now.

"You know what, we're carrying out the plan," I said with an evil grin and he grinned back. At that moment, I'd never felt more strongly that this guy was actually my twin brother.