"Love...Love... Is that what you call love? Making a truce with the very man who called the woman you claim to love a whore and a liar?"

She growled a him, backing away to keep from knocking the crap out of him. Right now the best thing he could do was leave her alone. Trust was a big deal with Alexandra, and he had just betrayed her. She knew well the sting of betrayal, and she felt it again when she saw the little scene that had just unfolded before her very eyes.

"You chose your path. Now I will choose mine." She smirked evilly at him. "It seems that fate has chosen a different sort of destiny for the two of us."

Alexandra wasn't the sort to stick around forever. Once you had betrayed her, it was hard to regain that trust. He had stuck a knife in her back no differently than the other's had. She realized in that moment that the only person she could truly trust in the end was herself. She turned on her heels, not wanting to look on him.

"Congratulations on your new path Andrew. May it lead you straight to your future and the destiny you crave so badly."

With those words spoken, Alexandra disappears off into the darkness of a hallway and towards the locker room of her best friend Christine Nash.