Derrick Harrington pulled his duffel bag along with him as he made his way to the Alicia, the Rivera's private plane. Alicia and her spoiled self had complained to her dad about flying public, so he had arranged a private plane to fly Alicia- and her group- to Hawaii. And unfortunately, Massie and Derrick had both been put in Alicia's group. Yippee. Derrick shook his head. He had to figure out a way to get Massie to go out with him before they left Hawaii.
Ah! There she was. Massie was wearing a white tank top, orange short shorts, and white flip-flops, and her hair was up in a floppy bun with an orange headband. She looked kind of cute. What?!?! Derrick shook his head. Where had that outrageous thought come from? Whatever, that wasn't important. He made his way over to her.
-;-
Massie Block hooked her Coach carry-on bag with annoyance. She had wanted to bring her army-green duffel bag but her fashion-obsessed mother had insisted that she bring something more… fashionable. Massie shifted once again, lost her balance, and fell right into the arms of Mr. Harrington himself. Massie shrieked in shock and flung herself out of his arms.
"Ew!" she exclaimed. "Derrick germs."
Derrick rolled his eyes. "I could've just let you fall."
Massie smiled despite herself. "Next time please do."
Derrick raised an eyebrow. "Next time? And let you fall on your white t-shirt?"
Massie just looked at him. "Tank top," she corrected. What do you want, Derrick?" When he didn't answer she turned around and started walking.
Derrick ran to catch up with her. "What? Can't I save you from the ground and make small talk without being questioned?"
Massie smiled again. What was up with that smiling? "Not if you're Derrick Harrington. Are you?"
Derrick smiled back; he couldn't help it. She had that effect on him, and maybe that's why he stayed away from her. "Yes I am. Are you Massie Block? Are you even a girl? "
Massie's smile disappeared in a flash, and Derrick immediately regretted what he said. Massie frowned. And here she thought that maybe he was changing. "I really don't like you." she said.
"What? Well I hate you."
Massie smiled a cold, icy smile. The same smile Alicia gave, except a hundred times scarier. "Hate makes you ugly. Oops, too late." And with that she turned away and started walking again.
Derrick cursed. The chances of him winning that bet now were decreased to one in a trillion.
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As Massie Block reclined in her chair, she had to admit: flying private was the way to go, even if it was Alicia's family's plane.
"Hey Mass." Massie looked up as Josh Hotz slid into the seat next to her. Massie had 'almost slept with Josh at her older cousin Skye's party last year. Alicia had walked in while they were in their underwear, which explained why Alicia hated her. Of course, it was partly Alicia's fault because Alicia spiked Massie's drink without telling her to see what would happened. And it kinda severed her right.
"Was sup Hotz?" Massie smiled at the Spanish boy. As usual he was dress as a RL model. He was wearing a white Polo button down, and khaki Bermuda's. Massie fidgeted with her charm bracelet, and then let out a long sigh.
"Nothing' much. You?" Josh stared at Massie and she felt her face turn red.
"You know Alicia's giving us the evil eye," Massie laughed. "You should probably go- for your own sake."
Josh laughed along with Massie. "I don't really care," he replied, looking her straight in the eye. Massie felt herself go red again. "I'm gonna dump her soon anyway."
Massie smiled as he stood up. Josh leaned over to give her a kiss on the cheek, when suddenly, Massie turned her head so the kiss landed on her mouth- and then pulled away.
Josh looked at her, and Massie managed a smile. After Skye's party they had decided to just be friends, and now Massie was sure she felt something. But josh just looked at her, kissed her on the mouth again, and walked over to Kemp and Plovert.
"Hey." Massie turned around to see none other than Derrick Harrington sitting next to her. Massie rolled her eyes and took a sip of her diet Coke.
"What do you want?" Massie turned towards him.
"I, ah, just wanted to talk," Derrick answered. He played with the buttons on his button-down, and then Massie realized that he was nervous and he had summoned a lot of courage to come and talk to her. Haha. She was about to make this a whole lot harder.
"Talk?! You want to talk?! To me?! In your dreams," Massie snapped. Derrick's face turned red, and Massie could've sworn she heard him mumble: "Yeah, in my dreams."
"You say something?" Massie ask.
"Ah, no," Derrick replied, tripping over his words. He turned around, and we he faced Massie again she could see that he had new confidence in him. "Look Massie-"
He was cut off when Massie saw a stewardess walk over to Alicia, who was doing her makeup.
"Fasten your seat belt miss. We're going through some turbulence," the flight attendant said.
Alicia looked at her with innocent brown eyes- not that that was true- and said in a sweet voice, "But it's not going to take long, right? My mascara needs a touch-up." Massie and Derrick started cracking up at Alicia's stupidity, before Massie stopped as she realized that they were having a moment.
"Wow," Massie said. "Alicia is so-" she was cut off by a slight swerve and drop in the plane. "Did you feel that?" she quickly asked Derrick.
He nodded and opened his mouth to say something when the pilot's voice came over the intercom. "Buckle up your seatbelts, we seem to be going through some turbulence."
"Ohmygosh," Massie breathed right before the plane dropped again. Lighting flashed around the plane and she subconsciously grabbed Derrick's hand. He smirked at her. Massie rolled her eyes and then squeezed his hand as the plane began to rock back and forth. "What's going on Derrick?" she yelled, and Derrick could clearly see that she was scared.
"I don't know," he replied, wishing he could somehow comfort her. Beside him he heard Plovert say to Claire, "We're not going to make it." Massie's face went white when she heard him.
"We're gonna make it Massie," Derrick said, wishing he could believe those words himself.
"We're gonna die, we're gonna die," Massie kept repeating, tears streaming down her face.
"Massie! It'll be okay," Derrick yelled over the caos. Plovert and Claire were praying; Kristen, Alicia, Dylan, and Olivia were crying; Josh was cursing, and Cam and Kemp were sitting with their eyes closed. "It'll be okay," he repeated just as the plane dipped lower and lower. Everyone screamed. Derrick's life flashed before his eyes. He figured he had about 10 seconds before they died.
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2… And the last thing he thought before they crashed was, I guess I lost the bet.
Wow, the crash scene. I know, I know it was crappy but I tried. So review please and give me some pairing ideas.
