Derrick jumped down almost on top of Shane.

“You scared me!” Macy screamed. Shane laughed at her while Derrick stood between them.

“No fights.” Derrick ordered.

“No problem,” Shane said, “just here to talk, so Macy?”

“We finished our talking last time, now leave.” Macy whispered.

“You haven’t changed.” Shane stated and she smirked at him from behind Derrick. Suddenly, she stepped around him.

“Macy…” Derrick began.

“It’s fine, it’s fine.” She muttered, “God, I can’t be unprotected for a second.”

“Its not even like that and you know it.” Derrick said, glaring at Macy’s backside. She was acting odd, probably from Shane.

“Whatever.” Macy said absently and then leaned to Shane. “I suggest you leave now, unless you want him to fight you like Macon. How hurt is Macon, how hurt is Derrick? Think about it.”

Shane smiled smugly, the smile she hated, and whispered, “You think you’re so smart, but did you know he’s lying to you? Do you honestly think he would fight Macon?”
Wait, what?