Block Estate

Massie's Room

Massie's Point Of View

Saturday, September 1

7:45 A.M.

I'm on my bed thinking about what I did last night. I remember seeing my sister weeping with her hands covering her face and her back to the wall. I can't help feeling sympathetic. Sometimes I want to scold her, give her a lecture that it's best not to be in a relationship. That it's best NOT to fall in love. I don't understand why people fall in love. I don't see that happiness people share when they do. I just simply don't get it.

Many people claim that they fall in love, or they ARE in love. But what's the point? My parents claimed that they love each other. Look how that turned out to be. Now, they're divorced. My father claimed that he loves me and my sister. Why did he leave us then? My sister claims that she was in love. Look at the pain she suffers now. I don't see the happiness. I only see the pain that this so called LOVE brings.

I often ask them what it's like to fall in love. Usually, I get the simple response that you feel like you're defying gravity. You feel as if you're the happiest person in the world. It makes you feel like you're flying. It makes you feel special. Sure it does, but does it even last? Is there really such a thing as forever? Sure, one moment you feel like you're flying, and then the next your wing breaks and you fall deep making it hard to get back up again. Sure, you may defy gravity for a while, but will it last? Sure, you may feel like the happiest person in the world, but once they say it's over, you feel like the worst luck was put on you and as if the world hates you. Again, I say, I JUST DON'T GET IT.

I often think that it's best not to fall in love, thus, I made myself promise that I will not fall in love. My friends might think its crazy, but I think that it's the best way to keep you from hurting.

The ranting going on in my head was put to a stop when my friend, Alicia Rivera, called.

"Hey Leesh," I said.

"Hola. Look, I was thinking. Maybe we could go shopping along with the other girls, Kristen, Claire, and Dylan since we start eleventh grade on Monday," she replied.

"Sure. I'll pick you guys up around 10-ish. Okay?"

"Sure. Great. See you later. Adios."

"Bye Leesh."

Westchester Mall

Outside BCBG

Massie's Point Of View

Saturday, September 1

11:00 A.M.

We stayed outside of BCBG deciding on where we will eat our lunch when the boys, also known as the boyfriends of the girls plus derrick since he's single, arrived and requested for a date with the girls. The girls expectantly looked at me as if begging me to allow them to go on their dates. I said yes of course. I wouldn't want to hold them back from all the fun.

So here I am now, alone with Derrick Harrington. We never were that close so I decided on getting to know him better.

"Does this happen to you often," I ask.

"Does what happen to me often," he asked, curious.

"You know the part where your friends leave you for some date."

"Oh, that. Well, yeah. It's kinda weird since we're the alphas and we're the ones without dates." And with that, he let out a chuckle and I decided to join in.

"Yeah. I see what you mean. Have you ever had a girlfriend?"

"Yeah. A couple. Why?"

"Well, I'm just wondering, how does it feel like?"

"I don't know. Sometimes, it makes you feel happy but sometimes it makes you feel as if your freedom was deprived from you."

"Why?"

"Uhm… Can we go to Starbucks or somewhere cause it kinda feels weird that we're just here standing outside BCBG. "

"Oh. Uhm. Yeah. Sure."

Starbucks

Table 18

Derrick's Point Of View

Saturday, September 1

11:30 A.M.

Something's weird about this situation. I'm sitting with Massie Block, alone, in Starbucks. Wow. The surprising part is, she isn't as superficial as she seems to be. She actually seems… normal.

"So, why does it make you feel as if your freedom is deprived from you," she asks.

"Oh, uhm. Well, in my experience, when I was with those girls, they seem to get jealous easily. I can't really say 'hi' to any girl that I normally hang out with. Most of the time, I can't hang out with the guys since they insist on having dates. This is practically the reason why I stopped dating for a while."

"Oh."

"What about you? Have you dated anyone?" I ask, suddenly feeling curious if she dated anyone before.

"No. I never did."

"Why? I mean, don't give me the excuse that no guy wants you, cause trust me, a lot of guys do. You're freaking Massie Block for heaven's sake."

She laughed at what I said. I can't help thinking that her laugh seems irresistible. Shit, I'm not supposed to think that. She's supposed to fall for me, not the other way around. Ugh! This is totally weird.

"Uhm, thanks. I guess. Well, you see, I have this older sister. Her name's Kassandra. She's in a relationship most of time and she seems to be really happy at first. Then one day, she'll come home acting moody and stuff. Then all the way from my room you could hear her sobs or more like bawls. I once asked her why she's acting that way and she said it's because she got hurt. I asked again if it was about a bad break up and she said yeah, it was. She's always like that. One day happy as if she's on cloud nine, then the next, sad, depressed, hurt as if the gods turned against her or something. So that's practically why I don't date anyone. I told myself I don't want to get hurt the way she was."

"Wow. That was long. So basically, you don't want to get hurt so you don't date?"

"Yeah. Basically, yes."

"Interesting."

"Please don't tell the girls or anyone about this. They don't know. You're actually the first person to know that. So please, shhh."

"Sure. Wait, so when the girls tell you to date a guy, what do you say?"

"I say I'm simply not interested or I make up some weird excuse just to get out of it."

"You know what?"

"What?"

"You're the first A-list girl that I know who doesn't want to go on dates or something."

"Really? Cool. That's nice to know." A small smile forming on her lips.

"Yeah. It is."

"Look, I'm really sorry, but I have to go. I have an appointment at 2 this afternoon at Jakkob's with the girls. I hope you don't mind."

"Oh. Sure. Have fun at your appointment. Well, I'll see you at school this Monday." I gave her a small hug, hoping that she won't find it weird or something. Gladly, she hugged me back. I didn't want to let go of her. She was just so irresistible, so elegant, so… Oh shit. What am I saying? I quickly let go of her and saw that she blushed a little due to the gesture. Apparently, she wasn't used to getting hugs from guys. I watched her as she left Starbucks and left a few seconds after she did.

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