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Dodger turned the tv on in her room. She couldn't wait to see how Hudson would do at the talk show. She grabbed a big bowl of popcorn, and sat on her bed, watching the tv like it was the only thing she could look at. She wanted to call him to wish him good luck, but she knew he was probably busy anyway.

Just then, her phone rang. She looked at the screen, and sure enough, it was him. Dodger couldn't help but smile. She planned in her head exactly what she was going to say.
She picked up on the fourth ring, and started to say,
"Heyyyyy. Good luck Hudson, i know..."
"Dodger, we have to break up.." he said rather quickly.
"What...."
"I'm just not the into you anymore."
Dodger practically dropped the phone. Was he acting, or was he serious? Maybe she could ask him, but as soon as she could talk to him, he said,
"I have to go now.. Please don't call this number anymore." he said. And it was over. He hung up.

Dodger was awfully confused. What did he mean by, "I'm just not into you anymore"? No, he was still in love with her. He had to be. Maybe he was just angry, or pre-talk show anxiety or something. But as soon as she saw how he treated the girl sitting next to her, she knew it was over, and she could feel the heart inside her chest pounding louder then ever.

That night was awful. Dodger couldn't help but cry the night away, using up all the tissues in the house. To make matters worse, there was a thunderstorm, and the power was out.

The week was even worse. Nobody really knew about the relationship between Dodger and Hudson, but there were always those stupid reporters who just knew EVERYTHING about EVERYONE, and they were constantly coming up to Dodger whenever she was out and about. Supposedly, one nasty reporter made the article seem as though Dodger CHEATED on Hudson, and naturally, all the other reporters believed. Dodger knew it was just her luck. She wasn't surprised by all the death threats that came to her door, and all the fangirls that beat her up in school. It just seemed like everything was back to normal.


On saturday, Dodger found herself at the front desk of conquest comics. She was still upset, but not as much as before. Maybe Hudson deserved someone like Natalie. She would suit him better.
Just then, she could hear her co-worker, Matt, holding in a laugh. He was over by a laptop, looking at something, and then shifting his eyes towards Dodger.
"What's so funny?" she asked him.
"ohhhh....nothing...." he said, but his chubby face was still red with laughter.
"Let me see...." Dodger said, moving towards Matt, but he started to run away, and it ended up being a chase, and Dodger had to pin him down. It was easy, since he was out of shape.
It turns out he was looking at the meme known as "the bull girl". It was dodger, making horns next to her head.
"Not YOU TOO!!!" Dodger said, her head in her hands.
"heyyyyyyy...........chill, chill. It's fine. I wasn't laughing AT you, i was laughing........with you. If that made any sense...." he said.
"DON'T ASK WHAT I WAS DOING!" She said, running away to the counter.
"Ummm...i think i can guess"
"oh yeah?"
"were you.......scaring an old lady away?"
"ummm..no."
"then it has to be something with Hudson" he said. Dodger nodded.
"ding ding." she said.
"was it revenge of some sort?"
"ding ding ding." she said again. Matt knew her too well.
"and a reporter took an embarrasing snapshot of you?"
"ding ding ding ding"
"and now its a meme on the internet and now people know you as the bull girl and people even notice you on the streets?"
"ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT, ENOUGH, YOU WIN THE GRAND PRIZE." Dodger said, aggravated. Dodger was leaning against the wall, looking up towards the ceiling.
"Well, i know it's not like you, but i know a way you could get revenge. I mean, after all, you deserve it." Matt said, standing next to her.
Dodger thought for a while. Did Hudson really deserve revenge? Then again, did Dodger really deserve the new life Hudson handed her on a silver platter?
"....alright" Dodger said, skeptical. "What's your plan?" she asked him.
"Well, when i was in a relationship with good ol' Kelsey Rogers...you know, the girl who broke my neck because i wouldn't......ANYWAY, after she dumped me, i called these guys...WELL girls, known as heartbreak inc., and they taught ol' Kelsey Rogers a lesson she never forgot."
Matt then grabbed a coupon from the counter, and scribbled something.
"Here's the number" he said, handing her the sheet of paper.
"You should really think about it Dodger. You know, you deserve more than bull girl.." Matt got closer, "and all the nicknames.." and closer, "and everything else...."
Dodger pushed away from him. "Matt, ummmmmmmm...........i'm sorry but....im not gonna make out with you. just ummmm... a little warning there."

That night, dodger went home and set the number as one of her contacts. She held the phone, debating whether or not she should do it. Finally she did it, and she waited for someone to pick up.