Whenever Massie Block slid on that special pair of dark wash Diesel's, she used to be filled with a symphony of joy. But as she stared at them, she was plagued with the constant thought of what she and Cam had done. Bearing it no longer, she took the worn denim and threw them out the window.

Gone.

Forever.

But as soon as she fell onto her plum colored duvet she felt a burn behind her amber eyes. She knew that the flames burning behind her shadowed lids were another constant reminder that she had cheated on Derrick. Massie Block felt suddenly drained and weak. She had no idea how to deal with the situation. She couldn't ask the Pretty Committee because Claire didn't need to know that Massie and Cam had done the nasty. Many times. All over his house.

But even though the scorching heat of guilt burned her eyes, she knew that she would never be able to tell Claire. She would hope and pray to Gawd that Claire would never put the pieces together, Cam would forget it and that Massie wouldn't feel so funny whenever she thought about Cam…

The only thing she knew to do was go pick those jeans up off the lawn.

***

Alicia felt her iPhone buzzed and picked it up with I'm Wired coated nails.

Massie: Hey leesh

Alicia: Hey mass guess what!

Massie: wat? Got any good gossip? I've been low 4 a couple days

Alicia: Deff. Request 50 gossip points por fah-vor!

Massie: K. now spill!

Alicia: apparently Cam's rents* found 10 condoms under his bed! USED!

Alicia: Mass, u there?

Alicia: Maaaasssieeee?

Massie: Hey sry. Had to pick up Bean's poo berries.

Alicia: lol! poo berries stink

Massie: g2g leesh

Alicia Rivera was not a stupid girl. She knew when someone was lying.

"But who?" Alicia thought out loud. At first it was a matter of deduction, but from the lame excuse of picking up Bean's poop (which wasn't even allowed in the Block house) to her avoidance of the juicy bit of gossip, Alicia already had her answer.

"Massie Block cheating with Cam Fisher," Alicia said to herself with a smug smile. "Who would've thought…."