So monday at school Trista and Willow walked to math together (it's what they did every day). Trista saw Angel and quickly pointed him out to Willow.
"There he is," Trista sighed. "I love his hair."
"I thought you hated preps?" Willow said.
"Not this one," Trista said. "Besides I heard rumors floating around that he's a lycan."
"You really do like him, don't you?" Willow said, although she already knew the answer (we all did).
"Yep," Trista said, "and unless Brad Pitt shows up, Angel will take me to prom."
"Well good luck with the Brad Pitt thing," Willow said. Then they spotted none other then the queen of the preps herself, Hillary, surrounded by her friends.
"What's the deal with you two, are you sisters or something?" Willow asked.
"Hell no," Trista said. "Thank god we're cousins, they give me the creeps 'cause they watch The O.C," (which is actually a pretty good show).
After math Willow was walking to gym when she saw a sign that read: 'cheerleading try-outs, Trista and friends don't even think about coming'.
'I wonder if Tara will be there?' Willow though. 'I bet if I try out and make it she'll like me even more, but what'll Trista think? Don't wanna piss off my only friends...'