The weekend passed normally for Fallon. She hadn't heard back from Theo about his date with Hana. That pissed her off. It meant that she would need to wait until she knew if she could be a matchmaker. It was vital that Fallon knew, so she could successfully get rid of Ashley. It would be a success for her.

Monday, she could see Hana and Theo walking into school together holding hands. They went to Hana's locker, then said their goodbyes until lunch. Theo hesitated, wanting to kiss her. Then he left for his own class. Fallon caught up to him to ask about the date, even though she had an idea.
"So Theo, how'd the date go Friday?" She asked with a cocky grin on her face. A look of panic spread across his face for a moment.
"Oh, hey Fallon. Sorry I didn't text you." Theo stuttered, looking down at her. She said nothing, waiting for her question to be answered. She needed to hear it from him that the date went well. "It went really well. We spent the whole weekend together." He continued, thinking about Hana. Fallon smiled pleasantly. It had worked.
"Glad to hear. Talk to you at lunch." Fallon arrived at her class, and went inside.

That night, Fallon watched her latest rival from her window. Her name was Katie, and she lived across the road from Fallon. It had been a week since she'd killed Beverley, and she was out for blood. She could see Katie go to her car, and get in. She stepped out moments later and slammed the door of the car.
"Dad. The car needs fuel. I'll get some tomorrow after work." Katie's voice could be heard by Fallon. This gave her an idea on how to get her next rival. She messaged Isabel, asking about where Katie worked. Isabel replied moments later. Katie worked at the gas station down the road from Fallon. She then made a request.

The next day, Fallon checked her locker for her request. Inside the locker was a box of matches. Isabel had done what she was meant to no questions asked, just like always. She felt a small tap on her shoulder. She turned around, slamming her locker shut in the process. The person who'd tapped her on the shoulder was a girl. She looked about 19, and a mess.
"Have you got a lighter?" She asked Fallon. Fallon didn't have a locker, but she had an alternative. Isabel had left a full box of matches, so she could spare one for the girl.
"No, but I do have some matches." She opened her locker, revealing the matches. Fallon took them out of her locker and went out the back with the girl so she could light her cigarette. Fallon didn't mind helping someone who wouldn't be a rival. She looked too old to be interested in Noah, anyway. She would build a good reputation helping people.

After school, Fallon went to the shop near her house. She brought a new hoodie as well as some plain white plastic masks so her face wouldn't be recognised incase of any witnesses. Fallon couldn't risk it. Fallon went home to change, then to the gas station for 6pm when Katie finished work.