"So, what's up in LA?," Daisy asked. Rach turned to her best weapon. Babbling. While she babbled, she didn't even have to concentrate on actually talking.

She thought of possible ways she could get rid of her. Shooting her was the best posibiltity so far. A car crash eould be extremely easy. But unfortunately, Rachel didn't have a license. Maybe poison. Nah. There was no way she'd be able to get that.

"Rach? I'm gonna call Taylor, OK?," Daisy said, breaking into her thoughts.

"Sure," Rach answered. This little call was all the more reason to get rid of....tonight.

"Hey, Zac. Is Tay there?," Daiay asked, after Zac had answered the phone.

"Yep, hold on," Zac answered. He called for Tay, and walked away. A few minutes later, he picked up the lie.

"Hey, Daisy. What's up?," he asked.

"Nothing. I'm bored," ahe answered.

"With Rach there?," Tay aske,d confused.

"Yeah. All she does is babble on and on about LA. I think something's up," Daisy replied.

"You're just being paranoid," Tay said.

"You're right, "she said, sighing.

"Listen, our plans for tonight were canceled, so I'll try to stop around. but, knowing our parents, we'll probably have to do some cleaning," he said, groaning.

"Okay. Mom's got to work late at the hospital. Why she volunteered there, I don't know. And Rach's going to the mall. So, I'll be here alone. I won't expect you or anything, okay?," she replied.

"Yeah. But, I'll definitely try," he said. They talked for a little longer, then hung up. Daisy felt a lot better. He was right. She was just being paranoid. Nothing was wrong, right?

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Rachel had come to a decision. She'd shoot her. She'd sneak back in after leaving for the mall, and shoot her. She'd make it look like a burglary, of course. Yeah, that would work. Then Taylor would be hers. All hers.

All she had to do was get the gun. She knew Mrs. White kept a gun in case of emergency. Ans, she knew where it was. Tonight, it'd all be over.