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Peace, love, and Halo.

The first day of high school and the last day of high school, oh the glory. I have finally reached it to my senior year, but it is not what it seems to be. Senior year is supposed to be the best year of your whole life pretty much but it is so far from being that especially with Derrick Harrington in the picture. When I heard about his return to Westchester, I wanted to punch a wall. I was and still am so hurt.

I have ever hurt me like this before by anyone not by my parents, not by Kemp, and not even by Dylan or Kristen. However Derrick Luke Harrington discovered a way to break me and he did just that. Ever since I have started dating Landon my life has become a living hell. He gets too jealous of other guys even talking to me and he is so damn needy. I am only still going out with him for the obvious fact that he is the only person I have left.

"Massie, can you please give me a chance to talk to you?" Derrick Harrington asked as he ran after me down the hallway. Can he not get the picture that I don't want to talk to him? Of course not he is Derrick Harrington and he is very damn persistent.

"I have nothing to say to you Harrington," I said as I turned around to face him. I am not afraid of him by any means; I am just wounded by his actions. "Listen it has been what three years since we dated? I have moved on Derrick and you should too."

A simple little lie had fallen out of my mouth although nowadays that is all I seem to do is lie to everyone but more importantly myself. I lie to myself everyday tell myself that I do not care about Derrick Harrington and that I do not love him, but I know those are just lies to let myself forget about what we used to have.

"Massie, if I could have gone into the future and seen what would have happened to you when I left," Derrick paused staring directly into my eyes. "Then I would have never left or broken up with you. I was just hurt and mad about my parent's divorce and I shouldn't have taken it out on you."

It would be easy to forgive him right here on this very spot. Although it would be easy, time has changed and so have I. I do love Derrick with all my heart but we're not ready for another rocket ship relationship we had before. It would be too easy to forgive him and I will not make a fool out of myself once again.

"You can't go back in the past Derrick," I paused to take a step closer to him. The close proximity sent electricity through my veins. "We're grown up now Derrick; we have both changed and gone down separate paths in life. We will never be who we we're before."

I turned and walked away leaving him to think over what I had just said. I want him so badly but at the same time I just want to have him suffer like I have. I have lost all my friends on top of practically losing my parents because we don't talk at all and I lost the love of my youth maybe even my life. I am a beautiful wreck to the tee, but no one cares.

"Welcome class to your first day of your senior year," my twelfth grade English teacher stated so obviously. "Today we will be an easy day of taking notes and going over class rules and curriculum that will be covered this year."

I glanced around the room and spotted eight familiar eyes staring blankly at me. My former friends have found themselves stuck with me for another year in English class once again. Although we have been lucky to not have had to speak to each other since that day in ninth grade English at least for English class purposes anyway.

"Today we will be getting in groups of five to get to know each other," Mr. Franklin said as he turned off the smart board. "I will be picking the groups for obvious reasons…" the room erupted into moans and groans as he went on and listed off the groups.

Of course I was lucky to be paired with only one of my former friends instead of all four of them. That would have been horrible if I would have been put in a group with them because more than likely one of us would be down in the nurse's office.

"Hi I'm Annabelle and I love horseback riding, dance, and singing." Annabelle the dirty blonde said making it perfectly clear she wanted to go first. "I also love all my friends and my cat Bella."

We all faked smiled pretending that we're interested in what she is saying. I mean she could be very pretty if she controlled her wild curls and wore better fitting clothes than baggy ones. Hmm this could be my new project giving her a makeover.

"Hi I am Aaron and I play football and I like to eat a lot." The starting quarterback said as he pretended like none of us knew he played football. It was a short and brief and right to the point. He had good looks too, his black hair and air brushed tan complemented his toned muscles.

"Hey I'm Cam and I play soccer," Cam paused to look at Kristen sitting right next to him. "I am dating the most beautiful girl in the whole world and I plan on going to UCLA."

"Hi I am Kristen, Cam's beautiful girlfriend. I also play soccer and I hope that I will be attending NYU next fall."

Everyone looked stunned when Kristen dropped the bomb she planned on attending NYU even though it has been old news to me for weeks now. I glanced up to see everyone staring at me to say something, anything just to get it over with.

"Well I am just going to take a wild guess that everyone knows who I am and what my reputation is so there is really nothing more to say." I said another lie falling upon my lips. I was far from being who I pretended to be, but no one cares about how I truly feel or who I even am underneath my mask.

"Massie, don't you think that the bad ass thing is getting a little old?" Annabelle so courageously said to me. That is it no makeover for her, how dare she talk to me that way? Who does she think she is Queen of Sheba?

"Annabelle, I am warning you to not mess with Massie. She is a lot stronger than she looks and why do you care what Massie does?" Kristen asked viciously and I couldn't help but wonder why? Why would Kristen stick up for me after everything I have said and done to her? I surely would have not stuck up for a person like me.

"Why do I care? I care because Massie cost us our spot on the National team for quitting after her big "injury". Everyone thinks she quit because of her injury but I however think she quit because she was scared she wouldn't have been good enough to make it." Annabelle fumed pissed as she looked directly at me and I couldn't help but chuckle. "Why are you laughing? You threw your whole team under the bus because you were afraid of not being good enough anymore."

"I cannot believe that you honestly hate me for something that happened three years ago," I said seriously as I stared into her eyes coldly. "If you are a good gymnast then you wouldn't have a problem with getting on the National team or even the Olympic team. However to have to lean on me to get you there only tells me you are a bad gymnast."

"I-uh-I will at least I have friends and a coach that is proud to have me on his team," Annabelle retorted knowing she is dueling with a pro. "He even told me I would be a wonderful daughter to have."

The last statement repeated in my head over and over again it was a low blow. My only weak spot is my parents and their utter disappointment in the path that I have chosen to walk down. I know that they miss who I was way before I started high school and truthfully so do I but it is a two way street. We all need to work on things before we can talk and start doing family things again.

"That was uncalled for. Don't bring Massie's parents into your argument just because you are losing against her." Kristen said once again standing up for me for no apparent reason at all. Secretly I miss having my former friends sticking up for me and for many more reasons than just that.

"Who are you to tell me about anything dealing with parents? Everyone knows that your parents abandoned you because you weren't Massie." Annabelle stabbed staring Kristen down knowing she hit her weak spot as well.

"Kristen doesn't need parents to tell her how to behave or be a good girl," I said looking directly at Kristen this time. "She is twice as better than anyone in this school who were raised by their parents and they didn't abandon her because she wasn't me. They knew she would do better on her own, she learned how to live without having to hold onto her mommy and daddy's hands when she couldn't do something."

Annabelle had finally rested her argument when she had realized that Kristen and I would never give up or give into her because we simply are alphas at heart. We are not hurt by others who do not matter and only want to put us on the edge; we strive in the fact that we are better than them.

"Thank you for standing up for me like that." Kristen said before we had to return to our assigned seats to wait for the bell to ring.

"You're welcome but it was the least I could do since you stood up for me twice in one sitting." I said honestly, she has always been the nice one. Although people do think that Claire was the nice one, she was nothing compared to Kristen's angelic heart.

"Listen Massie, if there is anything you need or want to talk about just know that I am here for you." Kristen said as she sat down in her seat next to Cam, of course they were paired together.

"Thank you, but I can't make any promises that I will take you up on that." It was the plain truth because I am stubborn and selfish. I will do anything to not have to tell someone my problems even if it kills me on the inside to bottle it up, I am too afraid of being betrayed again.

"And I am not saying that you have to. It is just an option, you know?" she said collectively so calmly that it was nerve wrecking.

I nodded my head in agreement then walked over my seat just as the bell had begun to ring. I walked out of class with my head a little higher because I am not alone in this battle. I have someone willingly to forget everything and just be friends. It is a scary feeling but it is also a huge relief to know that someone still does care. I need someone who is after my trust and not after my heart. I need to be able to trust someone before I could ever love them fully.

I thought high school was about living out a fairytale but I was wrong because high school is about learning how to deal with life and the twists it throws at you. This year I am searching for forgiveness and may be later on love but love can always wait.

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