The range rover pulled up to the Block estate in no time. Massie took her time exiting the car, as Claire scurried out of the breezy June weather, little miss florida girl. The pair walked into the house before Claire's phone buzzed.

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Fro Yo?

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Claire turned to Massie,

"For Yo? Cam just asked and I..."

Massie interrupted her "would love frozen yogurt. Great idea. But we have to get changed if theres gonna be boys."

Claire nodded, unable to tell Massie that a certain ex bofriend was meeting them there as well. Massie flicked through her closet untill she landed on the perfect sun dress. It was black with cap sleeves and a loose skirt, match it with Jimmy Cho black diamond flip flops and she was ready to face the guys she had left 5 years ago.

Derrick tapped anxiously with his keys. Why the hell did Cam bring him along? He wasnt just gonna sit here and woah... was that...no it couldn't be, Mssie had faded in his memory like a picture, nice to look at but bad to remeber, considering she was the first girl to ever break his heart. She had strolled in, an innocent smile playing on her couture glossed lips, her amber eyes, dazzled with gold, rimmed with a green eye liner. Her short black dress wasnt leaving much to his imagination either. Hr tinsly laugh range through the half empty fro- yo shop like a scratchy record. He'd forgotten how perfect her laugh sounded, he mentally slapped himself for that one. She turned her amber eyes falling upon him and suddenly he felt self concisous, like he was a scrawny 8th grader again. She didnt say anything, her mouth rounding into a perfect O and hanging there for a second as she did a double take, no way was her Derrick sitting in a fro yo shop 5 years after she'd left for london without saying goodbye.

"Miss me Block?" He asks, e isnt sure where it came from but it doesnt sound like him, his normal edge of cockyness is missing, instead it came out flat,almost like a plea.

"I think the question is..." She paused bit her lip, damnit she was turning him on, " did you miss me?"

He doesnt have a response for that, his jaw clamping shut as he stands up to get his frozen yogurt.

"Just like old times." He observes as she fills hers halfway with a low fat cookies and cream flavor.

"Except youre not a 5'4 eight grader anymore." She says with an edge.

"It doesnt matter, im taller than you now." He laughs, it's true, he's towering over her at 6'5 and his toned muscles arent exactly unnoticable in his shirt.

She rolls her eyes at his statement, and dumps a scoop of Heath bar onto her fro yo.

"So how has Massie Block been?" He asks like a reporter.

"Good." Her return is brisk as she pays the cashier.

"You know Mass, the polite thing to respond with is another question."

"Chill, I've been home for like an hour."

Its weird how 6 hours later, the clock at 11 PM, Massie is still thinking about it. She closes her eyes in attemp to sleep, when someone knocks on her door, wait not her door, her window. She groogily stood up, finger combing her dark tresses and adjusting her lace camisole and boy shorts. She rolled back the blinds and theres Derrick, leaning on her balcony.

"What the hell Derrick." She snapped as he let himself in.

"I had to talk to you."

"And it couldnt wait until tomorrow?" She asks tiredly.

"Couldn't sleep." He admits and she rolls her eyes.

"Take your shoes off."

So he does, he kicks off his Nike's and unzips his NC State warm up jacket.

"Youre lucky my parents arent home." She says as he sits on her chair.

"I miss you Block."

He's answered with silence. She takes a deep breath,

"Yeah me too." She says softly. He smiles his crooked smile at her and she rolls her eyes before she continues," so how have you been?"

"Truthfully?"

"No D, lie to me." She punches his arm softly, " yes, truthfully."

"Not great."

"Wanna elaborate?"

"I just, i dont know. I cant find a spark and im second string."

She doesnt notice as the night wears on that his hand ends up resting on her thigh. He doesnt notice her hand overtop his as they sit up and talk.

Its 3 AM when Derrick announces he has to go.

"Derrick, just stay. We are adults here."

"Ok." He doesnt need any further convincing.

He pulls off his tee shirt, tossing it on the floor.

"D, you dont have to sleep in jeans." She says softly, and thats how his jeans end up on the floor. Her top does too, her bra underneath stays however as she slides under the covers. He follows her, sliding in as well.

Claire walked in around 8 am, tryingto awaken her friend. It didnt take long for her to notice the pile of male clothes, and the extra occupant in Massie's bed. Somehow the pair had ended up pressed together. Derrick's arm wrapped around her shoulders and her head pressed into his chest.

Claire took a ew pictures before leaving her friend and her friends friend alone.

Massie woke up, she felt safe, what the hell, why was Derrick in her bed, derrick oh god.

"Derrigton wake up." She punched his shoulder.

"Hmmm." He mutters as he opens his eyes.

"Wwwweee..."

"Didnt do anything Mass, dont worry youre still a virgin."

Her mouth falls open again

"Takes one to know one." She says laughing as she leant into his embrace. She tipsmher head up, her amber eyes waiting to meet his gaze, and when theyndo, theirmlips connect as well.

The spark had returned.