A/N: Just as a heads up, I might be ending the book soon! >.<!! This will not be the final chapter, but it may be coming somewhere in between this chapter (Chapter 11) and chapter 21! ~Car 

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G A R R O T H ' S     P O V

A    C O U P L E      D A Y S       L A T E R

   Laurance and I were sitting on the couch (Watching some cheesy movie for some reason) when suddenly my phone buzzed.

   I looked down at it, seeing the face of Ivy appearing on my screen. This caused an audible sigh to leave my mouth, "What's wrong?" I heard Laurance ask. I turned my head, my eyes meeting with his pale blue one's, "It's just Ivy. . ." I informed.

   As I said her name, an unusual bitter taste grew in my mouth. Laurance's expression changed, an artificial smile forming on his face. His smile was obviously fake, it not affecting the skin near his eyes or anything.

    "Is there something wrong?" I asked him. Laurance shook his head quickly, him denying it, "No. . ." The brunette started, "Everything's fine. Don't worry." He assured.

   I let it roll off my shoulders and nodded--

   Buzz!

   Buzz!

   Hit Me, Baby, One More Time~

   A blush of embarrassment formed on my face as my ringtone went off, me quickly scrambling to get my phone. I swear for a moment that that small device was like a hot potato, it being thrown from one hand to the other.

   Soon, holding my phone didn't seem to be as much of a struggle. A breath left between my slightly parted lips before looking down at the blue glowing screen in my hands.

   Ivy: Baby

   Ivy: Gaeroth

   She never learned how to spell (or say) my name correctly. Frankly, it's highly. . . Highly irritating.

   Ivy: I miss you :,( can we get back together?

   My fingers started typing at a speed that would put an Olympic runner to be shunned. I soon hit send, my heart beating faster than before.

   Garroth: No, Ivy. I've already found someone else.

   Ivy: wHAT???E?#^@!)#@!&#%@&%%

   Garroth: Yea. I have. Is there a problem with that?

   Ivy: WHY

   Ivy: WHAT DID YOU NOT SEE IN ME

   Ivy: WHO R U WITH I WANT TO KNOW

   Ivy: AND YES OF TO THE COURSE IT IS A PROBLEM OF COURSE I HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THAT

   Ivy: I DEMAND TO KNOW WHO RIGHT  N O  W   !!!!*!^(!^!

   Garroth: That's none of your business.

   Garroth: Now, if you excuse me I have someone to make out with.

   Ivy: NO I DO NOT EXCUSE YOU GET BACK HERE!!!!!!

   "What's that grin for?" Someone asked, causing my head to prop up. My facial expression dropped, "Was I grinning?" I questioned, not answering him.

   Laurance nodded in response, "Just some stuff with Ivy." I answered. The brunette's lips purse, "Is it anything important?" He asked, seeming awfully curious when it came to the topic of Ivy.

   "No," I started, "It's just Ivy being Ivy. Obsessive and bratty." Laurance's curiosity died down for a couple seconds, soon returning, "Why was she texting you?"

   "Because. She wanted-- Wants me back. Is that a problem?" I replied. This caused Laurance to gulp and stiffen, "No." He answered, the word 'No' seeming to be thrown around constantly.

   "There's not a problem at all." The stiff brunette finished, not asking anymore questions. A look of. . . Well, a mix of emotions was plastered on his face, it ranging from disgust to jealousy. Odd.

   It rolls off my shoulders, Ivy still blowing up my phone endlessly. After I turned my phone off, I looked at Laurance, "Shall we continue?" I said.

   Laurance nodded immediately and scrambled over to the remote, "Definitely." He muttered quietly.