Twilight waited outside the school for Sunset. The bell had rung and Twilight was ready to leave for her place. She wanted to talk to her about the contract as soon as possible. She hadn't been able to speak to her all day. Whenever she even looked in her direction, something had to interrupt and get in the way. A fiery haired girl stepped outside and Twilight smiled happily. She grabbed her arm and pulled her along the sidewalk. Sunset looked at her in surprise before smiling.

"Oh hey, Twilight."

"Hi, Sunset. I have something to talk to you about," Twilight said.

But before she could continue, Flash came behind them and cut through their interlocked arms. He forcefully separated them and said, " Hey."

"What do you want," Sunset sighed.

The boy had squeezed his way in between them.

"I just want to say hi to you guys. I haven't spoken to Twilight all day."

He was lying, having talked to her earlier that morning while pretending to be Brian. Flash smiled to himself as he thought about where Brian was now. He had gotten the boy in trouble in gym. Flash had knocked over all basketballs, soccer balls, footballs and other sports equipment. It all had come tumbling down on Brian and the coach screamed at him. He ended up getting an afterschool detention mopping up the gym floor. At least he was out the way. But now...

Flash glanced to his left. Sunset walked beside him looking pretty annoyed and fully aware of his presence. Flash needed to get rid of Sunset. With her there, he couldn't take all the credit for helping Twilight. And it would be better if he got her alone...Cause then he could persuade her to dump Sunset and be with him. It shouldn't be hard. He was able to charm her before and with Sunset out of the way, he could do it again.

Twilight looked at Sunset from over Flash's shoulder.

"Hey, so, I want to talk to you about something important..."

She cleared her throat and Sunset looked at Flash.

"Get out of here. Scram, Flash," she told him.

"What for? I just want to talk to you guys," he said.

"Yeah, that's wonderful. But Twilight has something to tell me and I need you to get lost," she told him in a flat tone.

Flash sighed and turned to go when he 'tripped' over his shoelace and fell onto the ground. Automatically, Twilight bent down to see if he was ok. She helped him to his feet and he limped and groaned in pain.

"It looks as if you've sprained your ankle..." Twilight muttered. "Why don't we see if there's a place to rest."

Sunset stared at Flash. She knew that was fake, the way he tripped. It was one of his tricks. One of those tricks to get closer to a girl. Sunset felt her face heat up as her anger rose. This boy was trying to get at Twilight. And her companion was standing right there! Flash slung an arm loosely over Twilight's shoulder and hugged her closer to him.

The girl blushed slightly at the contact. It was odd to her. The only people she was used to being close with were her friends and Sunset. She hadn't liked Flash in along time and when she had, it was a silly crush. Remembering that crush was a bit embarrassing. Being next to the guy only made her see how stupid it would have been if they dated. Neither of them were really all that suitable for one another. If she had been with Flash, she knew their relationship wouldn't be as stable as the one she was having with Sunset.

There'd be no strong support from Flash, like what she got from Sunset. He would probably be tripping over imaginary things and staring at her with goo goo eyes more often than being supportive of her and acting as someone she could talk to when things weren't going well. Sunset was good at being just that. Twilight and Flash came across a bench that was not too far away from the street that Sunset lived on. She sat him down and he sighed.

So far, his plan was a work in progress. He couldn't tell if it was really working well or not at this point, but he had at least stopped Twilight from telling Sunset about the contract ripping thing. If only he could keep her stalling...and his presence enough was perfect. Twilight patted Flash on the shoulder and said she'd look at his ankle in a moment. She then turned to Sunset and nodded toward another bench that was some feet away.

"Lets talk, shall we?"

Sunset nodded curiously and followed the girl toward the other bench. Oh no! Twilight was moving away from him and was about to tell her! Flash really wanted al the glory and to look good in front of Twilight and impress her. But if Sunset was there, she would surely take his glory, since she was who Twilight was with. In a panic, Flash clutched his leg and groaned loudly to get her attention.

"Oh, my ankle! It's hurting!" he moaned.

Twilight glanced back at him, looking a little impatient but kept a smile on her face. Sunset glared at him and tugged on Twilight's arm to keep her there.

"You can just tell me now. His ankle is going to be looked at later, anyway," she said.

Twilight considered this and nodded. To stop her from doing anything else, Flash shouted out in mock pain. It was really quite a tiresome business Flash was doing. Screaming and shouting to stop Twilight from saying a word. He also looked rather ridiculous doing that. Finally Sunset stomped over to him and stomped on his foot.

"OW!" he hopped up and stumbled as he tried to get away from her.

"Sunset!" Twilight gasped.

"Relax. He was faking. See? I stomped the foot that supposedly wasn't sprained. Look how he walks fine and dandy on his 'wounded' ankle."

Sunset pointed at his feet and Twilight's eyes widened. Before she could say a word, Sunset pulled her aside and urged her to tell her what it was she wanted to say. Flash watched them feeling defeated. Great. Sunset had saw through his little game and now Twilight was telling her about the contract. So much for effort...

Flash sat there on the bench and huffed. What a stupid plan.