Disclaimer: I don't own Claire, Massie, Dylan, Kristen, Cam, or Derrick.
A Mistake
I saw Claire up there modeling the uniform that Massie designed. She looked very, very beautiful. Of course Massie, Dylan, and Kristen did too, but Claire's beauty was different. She had the
sweet little girl beauty when the others had the "I'm rich and popular beauty. In other words they had beauty that wasn't natural, that was enhanced by lots of makeup and stuff.
Massie's words were lost in me because I was staring at Claire.
"Dude, who are you looking at?" Derrick, my best friend, asked. "It's Massie, isn't it?"
"No Derrick. I wouldn't look at Massie. We all know you like her." I replied without looking away from the blonde goddess.
"No I don't!" Derrick argued, but his blush gave it away.
"Whatever," I muttered. It seemed as though everyone loved Massie. Yes she is beautiful, popular, and rich, but she was mean and manipulative too. Her personality could use some
changes. Claire was different. She was beautiful in her own way. She was so kind and loving, yet fun to be with. She was my obsession, not Massie like everyone else.
I raised my hand and waved at Claire. Then I took at quick look at Massie to see if she had seen. Claire was waving back, but when she saw me looking at Massie, she looked back. I also
looked back and saw Massie waving at me. Claire lowered her eyes and crossed her arms behind her back.
I didn't get it. Why did she stop waving? I know that Massie likes me. She made it very clear. I can tell that Claire likes me too, but she is too shy to admit it. Or maybe she doesn't like me.
Maybe she was waving at someone else. Or something. I couldn't make any sense out of it.
A/N: I know that it's nawt that great. It was a spur of the moment thing. I wrote it because i was bored on the plane. Review!!
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Sandra