by Glory Lennon

Created on: September 01, 2009   Last Updated: October 12, 2009

How to eliminate your worst enemy.

He glowered at her from the opened door hating every bit of her from her big brown eyes, her long, dark, silky hair all the way down to her cute little.... Whoa! He shook his head of such thoughts. He hated her. He had to remember that. So what if she looked hot today? She always did, blast her! Regardless of that she was his worst enemy and he wanted her gone.

She had only been here... what? Two, three weeks tops and she won the last contest. The nerve of her! The little bimbo couldn't string a coherent sentence together, let alone write a short story worth reading, if her creative writing life depended on it. Or at least she hadn't been able to until very recently. What was up with that? Something fishy was going on here and Terry was going to find out what. Oh, she would pay for this. Glory would pay.

Terry narrowed his eyes as he watched her giggle at some stupid joke James was telling her, about trees or birds no doubt! Why the heck that guy wore that goofy hat indoors was beyond him. And did he really need that walking stick? The nearest hiking path was... all right it was just outside the door and this was his usual time to "take a hike" with some of the local bird watching enthusiasts but still! He was inside right now. You'd think he'd put it down for a bit. James reminded Terry of a younger version of that wizard from The Hobbit. Which also reminded him he ought to put that on his reading list.

While musing about this Tolkien reading selection Glory spotted him and flashed him a flirty smile and waved her fingers at him as she approached.

"Hello, you big, strong, handsome Marine man. How are you, Terry honey?" she said in an unusually sultry voice, fluttering her long eyelashes at him.

He loved-NO!-hated when she did that. She made his insides go slushy. He gulped and cleared his throat.

"Hey, Glory. Congrats on the win. You did good," he said unconsciously puffing out his chest and sucking that beer gut in just a tad.

She gave him a cute little pout. "I noticed you didn't vote for me. Guess you don't like me much, huh?" she said unable to keep from grinning.

"I'm all consumed in envy and I hate you. I've decided you're my worst enemy," he said with a slightly menacing smile on his face.

"Oh, Terry, did Jim already tell you then? He just sent me the email," she said excitedly.

"What?"

"The new challenge of course,"she replied. When he merely looked his confusion she playfully poked him in the chest. "Silly goose,

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