a/n: hello world! anyway, i know i haven't updated in awhile and you all probably want to throw pickles and potatoes at me. but seriously, school so far is horrible. i never have time to write. sigh. but i will attempt to make the time. i'm not sure if i will continue some of my stories or i might just delete it. -shrugs- but the sequel to Simple Complications WILL be posted up. i pinky promise.

so this is just a short story. it's not even a story, it's like a short... five to ten-shot? :D so, don't mind the short chapters, but i'll try to get fast updates. it's 1:31am. enjoy:

:)

in the ocean rain. by smilez014

Every day, Massie Block sits in the middle of the school courtyard listening to the sounds around her. The sound of: the adolescents laughing, the cell phones beeping obnoxious ring tones, the dried up leaves rustling in the air, and everything in between. It was the world she was listening to, so she closed her eyes and quickly got absorbed into it.

When she opened them, she saw a familiar face staring at her from a distance. Derrick Harrington. His deep caramel eyes stared at her for a moment and then quickly turned away. Derrick Harrington was a cliché fictional character that belonged in the pages of a cheesy YA novel. He was the star of the soccer team, had an amazing body, A average student, all around pal, and who knows what else. He was simple perfect, almost like he wasn't real at all.

But there was something about the way he stared back at Massie, which made her believe otherwise.

The bell rang, and suddenly all the students began filing out, the noise growing louder. Massie grabbed her messenger bag and adjusted the scarf around her neck. She quickly made her way through the sea of drama queens, cheerleaders, band geeks, preps, Regina George's, and everyone else who melted in the collage of what Massie called high school.

Before the tardy bell rang, Massie quickly slid in a seat of her Literature class. Her other classmates suddenly rushed over any available seat before their teacher –Mr. Myner—could walk in. Massie yawned as she pulled out her notebook filled with scribbles, drawings, song lyrics, and personal diary pages. Massie opened to a black page and let her pen take control.

Just then the door opened and Mr. Myner in his usual all brown suit and all brown brief case came striding through the classroom and to his much unorganized desk. "Good morning, my fellow scholars." He greeted happily.

The class simultaneously mumbled incoherent greetings that sounded like "yeah, morning," or "morning sir!" or "whatever, I didn't even want to be here," either way, Mr. Myner just smiled.

Thin strands of auburn hair quickly fell to Massie's face; she lightly brushed it away, only to have it come back again. She sighed in defeat and gathered all her hair into a messy bun.

Just as Mr. Myner began taking attendance, the door flew open and there was Derrick Harrington. His hair lightly tousled from an obvious dash to class and was breathing heavily.

"Mr. Harrington," Mr. Myner lifted his eyebrow expectantly.

"Mr. Myner," Derrick copied the exact same expression on his face.

"You're late," Mr. Myner replied.

Derrick smiled slowly and ran a hand through his hair, "maybe everyone else is just… extremely early…?" Derrick sounded almost hopeful.

Mr. Myner just rolled his eyes, "please just take your seat so I can explain the upcoming class project."

Derrick nodded, "okay, I will." He nodded and sat down at his seat.

Massie rolled her eyes.

"Anyway," Mr. Myner proceeded. "We have a life lesson to learn, students, for the next four weeks, you'll be partnered up. And you will not only learn about your partner but you will literally be that other person's half. You will talk, walk, breathe, and eat as one."

"Ew," Olivia Ryan made a face from the back row. She scrunched up her nose in disgust, "that's…so wrong in so many ways."

Mr. Myner ignored her. "So, I shall now pair you guys up…" he quickly began reading off names and pairing people up. Students began groaning, moving from their seats, awkwardly standing next to their partners.

It was all pretty much smooth sailing until Mr. Myner said, "Massie Block and Derrick Harrington."

Massie's eyes grew wide. "WHAT?" she shrieked and turned to look at Derrick who was obviously shared the same mutual feeling as Massie's.

a/n: what do you think? good? bad? i know, it doesn't explain much, but it will :) just hang in there. would you please leave a review?