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"No, he doesn't have a fiancée. He has a girlfriend."
"Oh shit. He kissed you last night, and he has a girlfriend."
"Well, it's his ex-girlfriend, but I guess they're still friends with benefits, and they're going to get back together maybe, or... I don't know, but she was this blond bitch, and when I tell you that if daggers could have flown out of her eyes, they would have. She looked at me like she wanted to kill me."
"Girl, she was jealous of you because you're young, and hot, and gorgeous."
"I don't think so." I sighed. "Anyway, I'm pissed. I cannot stand Oliver. I'm not giving him another chance. I'm not kissing him. I'm not letting him deflower me. To think I was going to let him take my virginity."
"Um, excuse me, ma'am," one of the men who was sitting a couple of couches away from me gave me an awkward smile.
"Yes," I said, glaring at him.
"Could you keep your voice down just a little bit, please?"
"Excuse me?"
"Well, my colleague and I are trying to have a conversation, and..."
"And what?"
"Hey, Rosalie, is everything okay? What's going on?"
"It's fine," I said as I jumped up. "Two very rude gentlemen, actually, wannabe gentlemen, just trying to tell me that I was being loud."
"You are being kind of loud," Alice said. "I had to put the phone away for my ear, and I could still hear you."
"That's because I'm enraged, Alice. I'm absolutely pissed off!"
"And you have every right to be. I would be pissed off too," she said. "So what are you going to do?"
"I'm going to find me a man, and I'm going to bring him back to the apartment tonight, and I'm going to flirt with him."
"Oh God, Rosalie. Please don't tell me you're going to have sex with him."
"No, I'm not going to have sex with him. I'm just going to make out. Maybe. If he's hot and smells good, and..."
"Oh, Rosalie"—Alice giggled—"I wish I was there with you."
"You know what, Alice?"
"Yeah?"
"Come."
"What do you mean?"
"Come to New York."
"I can't come to New York. I have nowhere to stay in..."
"You can stay with me at Foster and Oliver's apartment."
"What? Did you ask them? Is that okay?"
"I don't care if it's okay. Oliver owes me, and so does Foster."
"Oh no. What did your brother do?"
