Grasping at straws, she said, "You can have Katrina and Angela as unconditional pets."

"What?" they both questioned in unison.

"Just do as you're told," Olivia glared at them.

"I've had enough," Angela said, standing up. "I am not your fucking plaything," she snapped, before starting to leave.

"Get back here," Olivia demanded.

Angela stopped, turned around and said to me, "I have evidence of Olivia cheating on last semester's biology final. I can give it to you if you need any more blackmail evidence."

"You fucking bitch," Olivia yelled, moving towards her.

"Stop!" I ordered.

Olivia froze.

"Look, I am not here to deal with your petty cheerleader squabbling,...