In Rita’s. Tiffany is watching the advertisement for the Gossip Girls play out. It shows Marie acting cheerful, interviewing customers. While Sophie is shown holding the Gossip products, Products according to them make you wanna ‘chat-chat’ for 7 hours. Tiffany is in a new outfit, wearing a suite, pink glasses, and her hair has a black-blue mixture. She sees on the screen, Bill and Elijah are sitting in the distance, their faces look like ‘’why did us boys sign up for this?’’ Tiffany feels bad that they are dragged into this mess. She looks up firm and determined.

‘’I’m coming for you….’’ She whispers darkly. She remembers a memory, a terrible memory, Tiffany was walking in the hallway, holding her books. She looks young, nerdy and determined. She then bumps into Sophie who’s in a cheerleading outfit.

Tiffany is panicked, apologizing frantically, ‘’Oh, gosh. I’m so sorry! I will never do that again, I swear!’’ Tiffany is scared. Although…she was bullied a lot at school and she was a fan of Sophie, she thought she would bump her arm and say ‘’good job, kiddo.’’ Well, she was wrong.

Sophie smirks, looking at Tiffany. ‘’Oh…you are the shy, kooky girl who likes watching JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure reruns, huh?’’ Tiffany is shocked. How did she know that? She thinks.

‘’Yeah, shocked you know. I’m a big fan of you, Sophia! I love you so much!’’ Tiffany shouts, enthusiastic.

‘’Can I get your autograph?’’ She asks, pulling out her phone. Sophie’s face darkens, looking at Tiffany.

‘’Indeed…’’ She says slowly as she charges a punch. Tiffany is confused, ‘’What?’’ Sophie’s punch charges with light blue energy. She then punches Tiffany.

BAM!

Tiffany drops on the ground with a large scar. She is panting heavily, scared. Sophie then walks closer and grabs Tiffany, yanking her back on the lockers, hitting the metal surface. Tiffany is chocked with tears on her eyes, her glasses broken.

‘’You better not bump me, you little…’’ Sophie then smacks Tiffany one last time. She cries heavily, looking shocked and panicked. She is panting uncontrollably. Sophie then grabs Tiff’s phone and takes a snapshot of Tiffany.

‘’Now that’s…an autograph.’’ She says evilly. She then slams the phone on the ground, breaking it. Making Tiffany cry.

Her backstory ends. A very dark one indeed. Tiffany clutches her sword in anger at the memory…

‘’You big bully.’’ She says angry. Suddenly the doors open and Rosie and Matthew walk in, drunk.

‘’Hey…Tiff.’’ Matthew slurs. Rosie then adds, ‘’You…look like…that person I saw on Social Media who forgot to eat for 6 months.’’ Matthew then walks closer, ‘’Where’s that…smug Tony Hawkin’ sugar daddy?’’

Tiffany is confused, ‘’You mean Shaun?’’ Matthew then snaps his fingers, ‘’Bingo! Your friend’s career is over because…Shaun is escaping the rent police.’’  Tiffany giggles, ‘’He hasn’t paid his rent, yet?’’

Rosie slurs, ‘’Yeah. And uh, have you seen John, Paul, and Rita. They haven’t been around is it like 6 or 7 months?’’

Tiffany sighs, ‘’No, they are here. Looking for Steve. You are just drunk. And please don’t say that reference.’’

Rosie asks, ‘’Which one? Lady…Lady…Huh?’’

John shouts from afar, ‘’Where is Steve? That kid has been gone for like hours! Bradley, what do you know?’’

Bradley is just there, sitting on the couch. Holding the newspaper.

‘’I give up honestly. Steve hanged up. I’m tired of babysitting him.’’ Bradley says, tired. Rita Is shocked, she goes to Bradley, ‘’What? Why? He’s your brother. Aren’t you supposed to take CARE for him?’’

Bradley sighs, ‘’He takes advantage of the care. If I keep on giving him advice all the time, he takes advantage of it, starts thinking in every situation that I will give him advice whenever he’s in trouble. He has to grow up.’’

John pants angrily, ‘’Bradley! Are you out of your mind? You have literally just given up on that kid?!’’ Rita adds, ‘’Bradley, how could you?!’’

Shaun then bursts through the window with his skateboard, shouting smugly, ‘’Emotional Intelligence! You don’t know it because you don’t have it!’’

He then rides the skateboard on the ground as the Player Police and Rent Police burst through the window flying with futuristic guns.

Rita shouts from afar, ‘’Great. Now I have to pay 6 thousand in window damages. And also, that was Rosie’s salary!’’

Rosie is lying on the couch drunk, Matthew holding her. She gets up, confused. ‘’What?’

John shakes his head and goes in Bradley’s face and shouts, ‘’Bradley! Forget about sanity. Steve might be lost, dead, fighting another enemy. Or gawking at some random person who can respawn, or even following Marla again!’’

Bradley puts the newspaper down and looks at John, ‘’Let him do that, John.’’ John shouts, angry, ‘’Excuse me, what?!’’

‘’He’s 19. Let him be curious, let him regret what he does. You need to stop infantilizing Steve, John.’’ Bradley says, calmly.

John shouts, ‘’How do you know that?!’’ Bradley responds slowly, ‘’Because I’m a therapist.’’

John scratches his hair and shouts, ‘’Oh, fine!’’ He crosses his arms, his jaw clenched.

Tiffany taps Rita, ‘’Hey, Rita. Can you help me fight the gossip girls with me?’’ Rita scoffs, ‘’Why?’’

Tiffany touches hair, shyly, ‘’Two heads are better than one. And also, they bullied me. I figured out we will be stronger together.’’

Rita smirks, ‘’Alright then.’’