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Day 3 - Part 2

Pie walked to the quiet house. It was few hours past midnight. But getting a cab in a town celebrating New Year can be difficult.
She stopped for a moment and looked around. Garden was very beautiful as well as the house. Pie wondered if she'd ever live in a house like that. Really live, with husband and few kids and a job that would drive her crazy.
She tried two keys before finding the right one and silently stepped in. She didn't put any lights on. She was sure that others were still at the party. She needed just a moment for herself.
Pie went to the kitchen and opened fridge. It was full of food but she wasn't hungry. So she just grabbed a coke and went to the living room. She flung down on the couch and leaned back. She stared up on the roof and tried to recall every detail of the night. Luckily she hasn't been too high, just felt enough liberated. What have they done! Oh� She touched her lips gently with her fingers. They still felt swallowed because of his kisses.
But then she remembered what she was supposed to do. She lighted a small lamp by the sofa giving the room a dim, mysterious feeling. She reached to her purse, took something out of it, placed it in to an envelope she had brought from kitchen. Then she wrote the address on the envelope and was just about to close it when she heard a voice from the corner of the room.
-Who are you writing to?
Pie flinched. -No one.
-So you're just putting something there and then - what? Forget it? Pie shook her head. Peach came closer so that light reached her but only partly, making her look threatening.
-So who is it to?
-Peach, please�
-Who are you writing to?
Jealous was so obvious in Peach's voice.
-Don't do this.
-Give that to me!
With few fast moves she had seized letter from Pie.
-Let's see.
Peach researched the envelope as walking to the door and lightning the room completely.
-Looks very professional.
Pie leaned her head to her hands.
-Peach, don't.
-Addressed to�
Peach expected to read a person name. But when she realized what it said she turned to see Pie.
-Why are you sending letters to, she had to check it again. -To New Jersey Industrial Laboratories? You're not sick, are you?
Pie felt awful seeing concern running over Peach's face but she couldn't say anything, just tried to shake her head. Peach started to investigate letter again. It was still open. Peach's breath gasped.
-You're not Pretty?
-You tell me.
-Is that a line that you use? Peach asked looking so upset and contemptuous that Pie had to turn her head away.
-Yeah.
-So YOU ARE Pretty?
-Yes, I am Pretty.
-How could you do this to me?
Pie kept staring out of the window as if it would have made the whole situation go away.
-So what is this about?
Peach let envelope hang loosely between her fingers. Tears ran down her face even if she was mostly angry.
-It's evidence.
-Evidence of what? Oh my God, Pie� You didn't?
Pie pulled herself together and turned to face Peach.
-About two hours ago I had sex with Kevin Richardson and in that envelope is handkerchief his semen on it.
-Kevin?
Pie shrugged. To be honest she had been after AJ for beginning but sometimes things work out another way.
-I thought you said you love me.
Peach was desperate.
-I still love you, Pie said softly.
-But how could you�?
-It's not the same you know.
Peach walked around the room. She was full of questions but didn't know where to start. Then she stopped.
-So if you're Pretty, it means� What does it mean?
-That I'm one of the highest rated reward hunters there is.
-You're 23?
-Yeah, I'm older than I pretended to be. Maybe.
-You had the highest points until last summer.
Pie scoffed: -You seem to know the facts pretty well.
-How did you get so far?
-Do you really wanna know?
Peach nodded determinedly.
-OK. Reason why I left Britney Spears tour wasn�t because of my boyfriend's drug problem. I seduced young Britney and her mother was so to say not very happy about it.
-You - were - with - Britney? When she was, what, seventeen?
-Almost eighteen.
Peach turned to look out of the window. Without making a noise Pie stood up and walked to her. First she took envelope away from her and placed in on the table next to her. Then she put her hands on Peach's shoulders.
-I didn't mean to tell you this way.
-Did you mean to tell?
-I don't know.
Pie let her fingers gently caress back of Peach's neck.
-This went all wrong. When I first joined you� I was all cool and professional at that time. I didn't mean to fall in love with anyone. Not you, not� anyone.
-Why didn't you tell about you in the first place?
-Isn't it obvious?
You could hear frustration in Pie's voice. -You get to places where reward hunters never get. They're lower cast. You know what they're up to. It's easy to resist them. And if it seems that one of them gets too close with Boys, all you have to do is whisper one word to some guard's ear and that girl is no longer seen around.
Peach turned and took few steps back.
-What do you get out of it?
-Out of what? Pretending to be someone else? I could ask same from you.
-Out of hunting celebrities and then sleep with them? Just to get some fucking points!
-You earn respect.
-Yeah right.
-Listen Peach! When I started this I was seventeen years old. I really hated everyone and everything. Being around famous people was cool. Of course first two or three were just mid-level stars with nothing to offer. But soon you got to know really important person. I mean stars, producers, managers, higher and higher directors� When I started I had nothing.
-And now you do?
-Yes.
-Like what?
-I have a bank account in Switzerland. I have there enough money for ten years at least, if I live a decent life.
-Decency barely suits you, Peach spitted words out of her mouth.
-Maybe so. But what do you get out of this? When you don't want to tour with the Boys, one day there may not be them anymore, what do you do then? You don't have even a high school diploma. You don't have any money. You don't have any education, you don't have any experience from any work. Or do you think that Brian is going to sign some paper for you?
-This is what I want.
-This is what I want, Pie said and looked at Peach, trying to make her understand. -What did really change now? I mean you'd sleep with Kevin if you got the chance. Wouldn't you?
-It's not the point.
-Then what is?!
-That you lied.
-That I lied? Look around! What else do we do than lie? Think about Cara. She's been here three weeks and already she knows what you're not supposed to talk about. And you� I've been with you over two years now. And still I don't know anything about you, your childhood, your parents, I don't even know your fucking hometown.
-It's not relevant.
-But it should be!
Pie looked to the floor, trying to hold her temper. Peach walked pass her and almost out of the room. But at the door she stopped.
-So you say you love me. What about him?
-Who? Kevin?
-Yeah. Do you love him?
Silence fell heavy between them.
-I� I don't know, Pie managed finally to say. She heard how Peach left the room.

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