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I'm gonna do a few point of views this chapter, but it will mostly focus on M&D 3

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My face burned so it matched how it felt. . . like I had just been slapped in the face. Mentally? I had been. And physically? Well you'd think so from the bright red shade on my cheeks. And NO that wasn't NARS, it was the shade of defeat.

Derrick mimicked my facials practically falling backwards, and stumbling to be able to utter the words and confidence to answer. "Hey Mass." He mummbled awkwardly not looking up at me. Did he really think I was THAT ugly. Ugh, this is just like 5th grade. The embarrassing kiss, she was glad he didn't look up, because if he did she'd get that same look again, the look that only could tell her one thing, that she would only be second best in his eyes.

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Wow she's hot.

This was not the 12 year old Massie Block that left 4 years ago, who's closet consisted strictly of baggy sweats, shorts, and jeans, and my old sweatshirts. She didn't wear any makeup, and did nothing with her hair but throw it up into a messy bun, the only kind of spa treatment she took part in is when we got into mud fights and she got a 'facial'.

This was not my Massie. My best friend, partner in crime, this was. . I didn't even know what she was. But I did know she was HOT. Like really hot, she blew even Alicia one of the most sultry big-boobed beauties I'd had ever laid eyes on, Okay so maybe Massie lacked a little more in the boob area, but I could see that she was toned by the way her inner elbow flinched as it was placed on her right hip. God shes pretty. AH. What am I saying I have Alicia, HELLO. Alicia Rivera. Alicia Smoking Rivera. What else do I need? I think I can answer that. . .

"Um hello. Can you answer me?" A seemingly pissed off Massie snapped eyebrows raised.

"Hi Massie?" I mumbled but it seemed to sound more like a question. God, I'm stupid. But she looks so pretty.

"You already said that." Massie said blandly casually looking over to Josh and smiling.

Oh great. I really fucked this one up, now she's got it in for pretty boy. Well this is just great. I felt so stupid. Till I made the mistake of looking into her amber eyes. They were so beautiful, I would never forget that I swear to myself. They were an addicting amber, but today they lacked something, some kinda spark. Don't get me wrong, she looked amazing, but she looked different, it took me a second to realize it but she seemed to look hurt. Was it Josh? Did they have something? Had Josh been with her and broken her heart? Whatever it was I will make it better. Wait. No I won't I can't do that. I'm with Alicia and theres nothing I can do about it.

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I'm an idiot. I really am. What am I even doing. Acting like I'm okay with Alicia and Derrick when I know I'm not, I can't watch him, he looks sad. He didn't want me to come back, I know it. Josh isn't helping. I'm trying to get him to save me but he obviously doesn't get it, because he's to busy checking out Kristen. UGH. I honestly hate my life. But whats with Derrick? He looks almost, jealous? And thats when it hit me.

"Joshhhhhhhhhhhy. I REALLY missed you." I giggled. Derrick's face darkened a few shades.

"I miss you too Mass" A flustered Josh answered.

"While I was in France, I just couldn't get you off my mind" I said stroking his arm, I guess I was coming off as a slut but whatever THIS was payback! There was only one more thing I needed to do that would REALLY piss off Derrick. "Did I ever tell you how pretty your eyes are? They look like puppy dog eyes. SUPER sexy Josh!" Kristen's jaw dropped in awe and fury, and Derrick stormed out of the lot with Alicia trailing behind him.

Who's the purse dog now.

"Well what's his problem" I played it off cooly grabbing Dylan and taking her off to get the luggage, the others awkwardly trailed behind, very very VERY confused.

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"Sweetie your a heartbreaker." Dylan punched me in the arm lightly as we got up to my room, Cam wasn't kidding it was totally me. All I could do was stair at my room in awe, it was perfect. "And your welcome sweettart!"

"What have you 'done' for me NOW dollface" I smirked. Every time Dylan tried to help me out SOMETHING went wrong, it wasn't her fault. It just worked out that way!

"You'll see soon, you'll see!" Dylan sang trying to keep a straight face.

"DYLY. What did you do!" I lightly punched Dylan's arm.

"You'll see Massie, Just know whatever happens I did it for you okay?" Dylan stuck out her pinky finger, and wiggled it.

"You make me nervous Marvill" I giggled linking mine around hers. "So for real, WHAT is with you and Cammikinz?"

Dylan blushed massively. "We're just friends" She sighed starring at her lime green toenails to keep from looking at me.

I studied her gaze, it went from her toenails to across the floor until it peered out the window. I know Dylan really likes him, well I guess she won't be the only one deserving some thanks. . .

This is really short, but I'm tired and I'm going to mah friends beach party tomorrow so I need some sleep3

nighttiie. (: