fight back;

What do you think?

I think I'd like to see you try to actually offend me.

Apparently I don’t. What’s going on?

I -- It's nothing. Don't worry about it.

That’s paraphrasing, Erica. I said you had an attitude. Why is that anyways?

Why is that that I have an attitude? I think you should know best of all, Derek.

Caroline simple shrugged her shoulders as she waved off the thank you “It’s honestly.. No problem. Us blondes have to stick together.” Caroline recognized the small smile, and the thank you really wasnt necessary. “You’re, Erica, right?” she asked as she tilted her head slightly Looking at the girl from toes to head, before nodding a bit, “I liked the old you but I gotta say, I like the new you a little bit more… Cute boots.”

I liked the old you. Her eyebrows slightly raised as she heard the words come out of other blonde's mouth -- it was the one thing she had never expected to hear. "Thanks," the smile she gave now was wider, more genuine. "You must be Caroline, correct?" of course she was correct, who wouldn't know the name of the girl standing in front of her? The old her has always admired her from afar, but never actually dreamed of talking to her.

As enjoyable as you seem to think it will be at the time, I assure you the detention you’d probably receive would be less than enjoyable. 

I'll talk myself out of it. I always do.

My bite is more lethal and useful than my bark.

Wow, you just sent chills all over my body. Oh, wait -- it was just the weather.

A visitor who’d much rather not watch two girls claw at each other in the hallways. 

Come on, cat fight in the hallway? Everyone would enjoy it.

Not really, but you see for me to come up with something better you’d have to be someone way more important or someone I actually know.

Oh no, miss Lydia Martin doesn't think I'm important? My world is crushed.

Caroline overheard the bickering before letting out a small groan, walking over to the both of them, recognizing Erica’s face before turning to the person that insulted her a bright smile on her face “Leave, and I just might let your social reputation continue on and not make you a total pariah,” she said softly, watching the person walk away before turning to Erica, smile still on her face “Some people in this town can be…. Rude.”

"I could've handle it, you know." Erica said as she let a hand run through her hair while facing the other blonde. The gesture she did was nice, and the old her would have probably fallen to her knees thanking her. But the times were different now, she was different. "But thanks." her voice was flat, but she couldn't help to slip a small smile to the girl in front of her.

Enough, both of you. Break it up. 

--And who are you?

Are you sure you want to challenge me?

Win and you might actually get my name.

Why would I?

It’s alright, darling. I can wait until you say your name.

Yeah, good luck with that.

That wasn’t an answer to my question, sweetheart.

But it was the truth.

Better view back here.

Asshole.