I guess I'm really over it now

I'm done with your angry shouts

Try and touch me now

I'm alone, and it never felt better, more than you know how…..LIAR

Massie wasn't crying. No, she was laughing as she ripped up all the pictures of her and Derrick, and especially her and Alicia. Letting go of Alicia was easier than letting go of Derrick, because she knew Alicia didn't like her, was jealous of her, and was a backstabber. But, she and really trusted Derrick. He was her rock, her solid ground, her foundation, and without him…she had almost fallen apart if it wasn't for Cam Fisher and Claire Lyons and Dylan Marvil, her best friends in the whole world. So, she was better. Massie tossed her long dark brown curls, and looked at a picture of her and Alicia wrapped around each other. Now, she could see that evil glint on Alicia's eyes at her Halloween party in the seventh grade. The need to take over and stop being second, where that backstabbing bitch belonged.

Massie rested her head on her pillow, refusing to dwell in the past. Alicia was D2M, and so was Derrick…slightly. Was she really over him? Or did she still wish he would call and make up with her? Or, would she turn him down like she should? Massie dreaded going back to school on Monday after her awful party.

~Flashback~

Massie and Josh were weaving threw the crowd, looking for Derrick and Alicia. Massie looked like an snow angel in her white Chanel halter and her fur ankle boots. She looked gorgeous. Her hair was glossy and perfectly curled around her pale face. Josh had roses in his hand.

"For Alicia," He said when she asked him.

"Massie!"

Massie turned to see her mother, dressed in red, carrying a wine glass in her hand, and laughing at nothing. Massie rolled her amber eyes, and turned towards her tipsy mother.

"Yes, mom?"

"Will you go and get two wine bottles from the basement?" She asked. "We're almost out." Massie was about to protest, but the innocent look on Josh's face stopped her, as she relented.

"Fine," She growled, heading towards the main house with Josh trying to catch up at her heels. Josh seemed quiet as they headed down to the basement, so Massie stopped, and looked deep into his dark brown eyes.

"What's wrong?" She questioned. "You've been really quiet lately."

"I love Alicia, but our relationship is slipping. She's been acting all hurt over some things that I've said, so I'm making it right today. Bye buying her chocolate and flowers." Massie smiled, and couldn't wait to see Derrick. But, when they reached the basement, and turned on the lights, they got the shock of their lives.

Derrick and Alicia were half dressed, and Derrick had her pressed against the wall, kissing her violently, and Alicia was kissing him back. Massie froze, and Josh dropped the chocolate and the flowers in anger.

Alicia gasped, and jerked, away, and Derrick pulled on his boxers, his cheeks red with shame.

"Josh, he was practically raping me, I suh-wear!" Massie couldn't believe what a self conceited bitch she was. Lying about cheating on someone was crossing the line. Josh shook his head, and stepped forward.

"You are a terrible person!" He yelled. "Why wasn't I good enough for you, huh, Alicia? Why do you have to run behind my back screwing my friends? What the hell were you thinking?" Massie raised her eyes to see tears rolling down Alicia's makeup stained cheeks. What a fake.

"I'm s-"

"Don't even say it," Josh hissed. "We are threw!" Alicia shook her head, as Massie stared hard at Derrick.

"I gave you everything, and you screw my so called best friend in a friggin' basement? Why?" Derrick stood there, denial screaming inside his head, but shame screaming louder as Alicia sobbed.

"Massie, it was a mistake."

"So was falling in love with you," Massie said so coldly, it would've melted boiling water. With those last words, Massie shook her head, keeping the tears inside, and raced up the stairs, refusing to look back, no matter how many times Josh called her name. She finally let the tears loose at the terrible double betrayal. Alicia had hurt her, and Derrick had hurt her. Massie rushed up to her bedroom, and threw her white glass lamp across the room into the wall, pretending it was Derrick's head. It didn't make her feel any better.

"Massie, open the door," a kind voice said. "It's me, Cam." Massie wiped her red eyes, and forced a smile on her face. It came off as a grimace as she swung open the door. Cam looked sympathetic, his eyes screaming compassion. He sighed, and placed a hand on her slumped shoulder.

"Josh texted me," He said. "Saying you were upset. I can't believe I was ever friends with either of them." Massie was glad he didn't say their names, because they weren't worth it. Massie nodded her head, and hooked a brunette curl behind her ear.

"I'll be fine," She whispered, not quite convinced herself. Cam hesitated, glanced over his shoulder, and then wrapped his arms around her, rubbing her back. Massie's dam broke loose as the night's stress broke her down once again. She hated Alicia! She always knew she was a backstabber, but banging her beloved boyfriend behind her back? This was an all new low.

"Please…stay with me," She choked out. "Claire will understand." Cam did stay with her, but the thing was…Claire didn't understand.

Claire was furious. Sure, Derrick cheated on her best friend, but now her boyfriend was with her best friend, who was single. Claire hated herself for thinking that, because she should've been comforting her alpha, not griping at her. Claire shook her blond curls as Dylan walked towards her, a sober look on her face.

"I…heard," She said simply. "Alicia is dead to me. I can't believe she would do that to her! Of all the inconsiderate things to do, she chooses to steal Massie's pride and glory away. I hate her, I really do." Claire remained quiet, because she felt the same way, but she was worried about Cam.

"Where is Massie?" Dylan asked, stepping closer to Claire. "In her room?"

Claire nodded, and turned on her heel.

"I'm going to go talk to Layne, k?" She said. "Bye, Dylan." Claire hurried off before she could stop her, wondering if Cam would ever fall in love with someone else besides her. Claire watched as Josh tossed crushed chocolates and wilted roses in the trash, Alicia groveling at his heels.

"Josh, come on, babe, you know I love you," She cooed, trying to appear sweet, but she looked like an idiot. Claire rolled her eyes, and watched the drama unfold. Josh moved away from her in disgust.

"God, you are a hypocrite," He snarled. "You jump on me for talking to Claire and other girls, and then you go and do this! Get the hell away from me! You aren't worth it!" Alicia feigned shock as she slapped her hand to her huge chest.

"Me? A bitch? Derrick grabbed me and-" Josh shook his head in disbelief.

"First, you cheat on me, then you run around saying it was rape? You are a whore. A sick ad twisted whore." Josh shoved past her, and practically ran over Claire.

"Sorry," She muttered, shaking out her blond curls. "For running over you and the…um…break up." Josh tensed, and both of them watched as Alicia narrowed her eyes, and raced towards Derrick, who looked less than happy to see her. Josh closed his eyes, then shook his head.

"I no longer love her," He whispered. "She proved to be a lying, deceitful, and chaotic witch. Worse than Massie ever could be." Claire paused, and glanced towards Massie's bedroom window. Massie was sitting on her bed, and Cam was across from her in her desk chair, and it still brought her little comfort. I mean, he was still in her room.

"I never liked her anyway," Claire said. "Who did?"

"I did. Because I thought she was different. I was so, so wrong." His voice broke at the last word, and he bowed his head. Claire hugged him swiftly, because she wasn't a cheater, and she wouldn't hang all over him after everything.

"I feel sorry for you, but…Massie's taking it harder than you. She may seem ok, but she's not. Trust me." Josh looked towards her window, and for some reason, he flinched, and shook his head.

"I don't want to overwhelm her," He said. "I'll see her Monday. When everything calms down." Claire nodded, but her blue eyes stayed fixed.

"Kay…I'm about to leave soon after I go up and make sure Massie's ok…" Josh waved as Claire walked to Massie's room, and opened the door.

They weren't making out anything. Massie was laying on the bed, sleep, and Cam was at her desk, almost sleep. Claire smiled, and danced towards him.

"Hey, Cam," She said softly. "Is she going to be alright?" Cam paused, and glanced over at Massie, who had tears marks on her white face.

"I don't know," he said honestly. "She's taking this so hard. Derrick and Alicia made a huge mistake. I mean, what if she commits suicide?" Claire tensed, and took his hand in hers.

"Massie wouldn't do that," Claire said. "She's been threw so much. This is just another one…" Claire leaned against Cam not realizing Cam was dreaming of laying next to Massie.

Massie flashed back to reality, as she got ready for bed. Her dark brown hair fanned out around her like a twisted curtain as Saturday night's nightmares came back. She had told Claire to tell Alicia she was out of the Pretty Committee forever, and to never talk to her again. She hadn't seen Derrick sense the party, and Massie secretly wondered if he was the least bit happy with Alicia, the school slut? And her new ex-friend, Kristen Gregory. Massie shook her head in sadness. Kristen had taken Alicia's side, and even succeeded in spreading some nasty rumors about her afterwards. So, the only people left were herself, Dylan, and Claire. Massie sat at her computer, but only one person was online. Cam.

DistressedBeautifulSoul: Hey Cam

SoccerLoverSweetheart: Mass! ;) how've u been l8tely?

Massie paused, wondering if she should tell him the truth. That she was lost, confused, and messed up?

DistressedBeautifulSoul: The same…How's C?

SoccerLoverSweetheart: She's great. I luv her. Um, have u seen u-no-who?

DistressedBeautifulSoul: No. and I have no want 2

SoccerLoverSweetheart: Ok. Listen, I'll, um, pick u up 2morrow 4 school, K?

DistressedBeautifulSoul: Is Claire coming? I think we should invite her

Massie tapped her nails against the keyboard, and wondered why Cam wasn't responding.

SoccerLoverSweetheart: I have 2 go! Soccer practice meeting. C u on Mon.

Massie stared at the screen in disbelief. Cam hadn't answered her question. Was Claire coming? Massie sighed, and powered off her computer when her iPhone dinged.

Josh: Want 2 hang out sometime? Frogurt?

Massie: um, sure. Call me whenever.

Massie quickly turned her iPhone off, and made sure anything that people could message her threw was off as well. She then changed into a purple Ella Moss tank top and and matching Ella Moss short shorts. She tied her hair back in a ponytail, and threw back the covers on her bed. Alicia and Derrick would be sorry.