I don’t think anyone in the world could have predicted what happened next. It was like everyone who was watching, was watching us, watch him. Confusing I know. Caleb was speechless. And the crowd slowly backed away. That is right when everyone noticed the fire in Sydney’s eyes.

“You were supposed to like ME!” she screamed practially in my face, to Caleb. “You were not supposed to like that ratty old doll! ME!” Then she stormed off, without one more word.

The war was over. Or was it?