I'm All About the Intro's

A/N: Heyy! Okay, so this is a new (hopefully, good) story I've come up with. I still have many stories still in-progress, and yes, I hope to continue them. Love Within Texts, is a little hard to come up with ideas and new chapters, but I will do my very best! And I know you guys seem to (hate/like) my other story, Whatevs, Loser so I guess I'll add more chapters to that too. Anyways, this story I came up while playing tennis yesterday, (I know I'm weird like that, but I was thinking about the guy I like).

Please, enjoy! R&R! :)


Jealous In a Week

Decked out in Prada heels, a gorgeous black BCBG halter dress, I was ready for anything. Well, I thought I was anyways.

My Room, Block Estate

10:16pm

Night

"What do you mean, we're bre-a-kin-g-up?!" Massie cried. Her current state wasn't exactly the most pleasant one. Massie Block was at locked in her room at home, still dressed in an "award-winning" outfit. Knowing what would've happened tonight, she wouldn't have wasted her perfectly ah-mazing, new dress for this aw-ful occasion.

"Well, Mass-Massie, I just think we've been together a little too long." Derrick stuttered. Derrick Harrington was frozen in his room. After thinking about this decision for way too much, he decided to go with what he thought was best. One of those decisions was not show up to their usual dinner date, and stay home. He was way too annoyed with her annoying attitude. Derrick's other decision was to rudely break up with his 2-year-girlfriend over the phone. She deserves it, he thought.

"But ww-hhyy? What'd I do?" struggled Massie.

"Let's see: you cheated on me twice, you stood me up once, you used me for my money, and only slept with me when you "felt" like it." Derrick stated.

Over the phone, you could hear Massie terribly crying. She knew she had only done those things because she was forced to by TPC. Massie really truly cared about Derrington, but because of all her friends, she was easily persuaded to do things she didn't want to do. Everyday, she tried to explain to her boyfriend that her friends had cruelly forced her to do them, but he refused to believe it.



"But Derry-" Massie tried.

"Don't call me Derry, ever again." He said firmly.

"Derrick, you know all the time, that I don't do that. People make me!!" Struggled Massie.

"It doesn't matter to me Mass. Not anymore. I can't have you treating me like trash every time I'm near you. It's not fair to me, I can get better girls than you, Mass. Just face it: we're over. Now you can go hang out with the guys you truly want to." Proudly, he hung up.

"Der—" But he had already hung up. There was no use. It was over. I hope TPC is happy now. All that I've been through! Massie thought.

Gawd, that's over with. Derrick thought.

I gotta find a way to get over this. Something that'll make me shine through the break-up. Massie thought. Suddenly, her head lit up, and she had an idea. Something she knew would make her feel brighter than ever.

Massie dialed faster than she'd ever before.

Cam Fisher

Cam Fisher was her best friend she felt closest to. His family had always been super close to hers since forever. It was just absolutely cool that she had a cute, guy friend on her side. She had an idea. It was a brilliant idea.

"Hey Cam, it's Mass." She heaved.

"Hey." Cam answered. "What's up?"

"I was wondering.." Massie started.

"You wanna hang out, cause' you and Derrick broke up again?" Flatly Cam said.

"No, not this time. I'm so over him now. Anyways, I just got an ah-mazing idea!" Massie continued.

"What?" Cam said, suddenly interested.

"Let's go to Malibu! It's a perfect way to escape all this drama…" Massie finished.

"But, you love drama, Mass!" Cam cried.

"Usually, yes. But it's getting tiring, and I don't tire, I create excitement. So…whaddya think?"

"Well…okay. But what's the catch?" He gave in. He knew her so well, always knowing there was more to the plan.



"Let's each bring a friend. You know, we can play a little matchmaker. Send them on a blind date! Since we don't have relationships on our own, we can totally hook other people up! Right? C'mon, it'll be fun!!" Happily, she calmly said.

"Alright, one friend right? I'll meet you at your house tomorrow for the details." Score!

"Yay! Thanks, Cam. And yea, I'll meet you tomorrow at my house. And remember, don't tell your friend about this "blind date" thing. Bring someone you know needs cheering up, and a new girl in her life.

"Okay. Talk to you later." Cam said, sounding exhausted. Click.

Yes! The perfect set-up! I thought. Now, all I have to do is ask Claire if she'll come.

--xx--

Terrace, Block Estate

10:30am

Morning

"What's up with the rush?" Claire Lyons breathed. She had rushed in from her house looking cute, but way messy. She was decked out in all Hollister, looking like she had nothing else better to wear. Still she looked cute, with red/white flip flops, dark-wash denim shorts, a cute green tank, and her hair high up in a ponytail. Finishing her quick look, she swished on some Hollister lip gloss. Massie caught her putting some on, on her way over here. Obviously, she was exhausted from getting ready so fast. It was kind of last minute. Even though she was totally breathless, it was a short walk from her guesthouse to their main house. She probably just didn't want to keep me waiting. I thought.

"Nothing. I'm doing fine, thanks for asking." Massie ignoring her question.

"Sorry. It's just short noti—" Claire started.

"Save it, I know. It's just, I have a great idea!" Massie stated. She motioned for Claire to sit down next to her at their Spanish-inspired glass table. It was the perfect setting for a nice tea.

"What?" Claire asked, suddenly excited.

"You know, how you've been in that mood, you've called "depressed" lately?" Massie asked with absolute no interest.

"Yea. And FYI: it's not depressed, it's called "Taking a break from Dating"." Claire informed.



"Whatevs. Anyways, I know how to get you out of it!"

"How?? I've been dying." Claire pretending to fan herself with a napkin she picked up from the table. Massie nodded, rolling her eyes.

"First, rate me." Massie said, changing the subject. Claire wondered why, but she didn't object. Massie looked fabulous in a purple/white hoodie, a white "tennis" skirt, Prada pumps, and cute purple jewelry which she noticed were from some small boutique in Asia, which Massie had mentioned before, but Claire couldn't recall the name.

"Uhh.. 9.9" Claire gave. She knew it was absolutely what she said. Her outfit was ah-dorable. When of the better few, she had worn days after the other times she'd broken up with Derrington.

"Good. Moving on. We're going to Malibu!" Massie announced. "We're going to be spending our week there in a 5-star hotel and meeting famous celebs. During our stay, we were invited to 6 parties, and 3 club nights. We ah-greed to all, as long as we have hawt dates coming with us. Following us, will be Isacc, and a few other friends." She finished sounding like an assistant telling her boss this week's publicity views.

"OMG! Really??" Claire shrieked. Wait, friends, what friends? She thought.

"What friends?" She asked.

"Just some people you don't know, don't worry. And the best part is your parents already agreed! I had my mom talk to them, and you know how she's so convincing." Massie smiled.

"Wow. Great! Thanks!" Claire hugged Massie and it couldn't get any better. She believed her mom was very convincing. I mean she was the one, who convinced her parents to get Claire a cell phone way before she was supposed to.

Massie returned the hug, and smirked. "Thanks. This is going to be awesome!" Fanning herself with an expensive purple Chinese fan, she told the main details to Claire.

"Wait, what about TPC?"Claire asked.

"Oh, they won't be going. They already have plans with their families over the break. It'll just be us!" Massie told. Yea, right. I had to lie to them about all week, saying I had plans with my family. There was no way I was going to let them ruin our great week in Malibu. It's just gonna be me and Claire, and Cam, and his special guest of course. Massie thought.

A whole week alone with Massie? Yes! Claire thought.

"Anyways, gotta kick you out. TPC's coming, and we're planning a surprise, and sadly you're not invited, so shoo!!" Suddenly, Massie confessed.

"Really? But I was gonn—"



"No! Go, and anyways don't you have plans with Layne?" Massie snickered.

"Oh yeah! Thanks. Later!" Claire quickly said and ran back to her house and out the door.

Soon after she left, Cam came walking out from her front door and sat down next to her.

"Hey, Mass. Can't wait for tomorrow!" Cam announced.

"I know!" Massie shrieked. She stood up, and hugged Cam. He hugged her back and they sat down, and

Shortly after Massie and Cam had an argument about each other's guests, trying to guess each other's mystery friend, they gave up. They started laughing, looking like the perfect couple. Massie called over her new maid, Sherra, and they ordered lunch and drinks.

Once it was served in a perfect order, and they were both settled, Massie told Cam the details of their fun-to-be-trip.

(A/N: Sorry about none of the details, but Massie's just basically reviewing what she went over with Claire to Cam.)

Then when Cam announced he had to leave and help Harris, his older brother, at work, Massie gave him a quick peck on the cheek and he left. Satisfied with her afternoon, she was hungry for another great night to her perfect morning. Not happy, she forgot the trip was tomorrow and she still hadn't packed, Massie headed back up to her room, kicked off her shoes, played her new IPod stereo, and set to work. After an hour, she had packed 2 outfits, and she knew that was no way to begin her long packing. She heard 7 Things play by Miley Cyrus and she knew she had to get to work. As she packed and listened, Massie thought sadly of Derrick.

The seven things I hate about you
Oh you
You're vain, your games
You're insecure
You love me, you like her
You make me laugh
You make me cry
I don't know which side to buy
Your friends they're jerks
When you act like them
Just know it hurts
I wanna be with the one I know
And the seventh thing I hate the most that you do
You make me love you



It's awkward and its silent
As I wait for you to say
What I need to hear now
Your sincere apology
When you mean it I'll believe it
If you text it I'll delete it
Let's be clear
Oh, he's not coming back

And compared to all the great things
That would take too long to write
I probably should mention the seven that I like

The seven things I like about you
Your hair, your eyes
Your old Levis
When we kiss I'm hypnotized
You make me laugh, you make me cry
But I guess that's both I'll have to buy
Your hand in mine
When we're intertwined
Everything's alright
I wanna be with the one I know
And the seventh thing I like the most that you do
You make me love you

Massie couldn't help but cry at what TPC had made her do. She couldn't help but suffer from losing someone she had lost. But that was the end. Just like it was the end of the song. It was the end of that relationship, and she need, she wanted to move on. And this week was what she needed oh-so-desperately to help her stay strong. This week was going to make her life, and without TPC there, absolutely everything would go her way, and only her way.