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BOCD High

Practice Football Field

Tuesday, September 2nd

3:11 P.M.

Watching Cam as he tried his best to dribble the ball halfway down the soccer field and score against Derrington as she sat on the ground and stretched in between Massie and Monica, Claire couldn't believe that Cam missed since he was one of the best on the team, and his coach didn't seem too happy either…

"What was that Fisher? He practically gave you an open shot!" Claire heard his coach yell as she kept her head down while she touched her toes. When she looked up she saw Josh talking to their coach, most likely explaining that Cam was mentally distracted by their break-up.

"You sure you're okay?" Monica asked, placing a sympathetic and supportive hand on her shoulder.

Claire forced a smile, hoping it was convincing since she didn't want Massie to know it was going to be hard for her to focus while their coach watched over them, trying to decide who would make a better co-captain.

"Hey Claire, I'm sorry about you and Cam." She turned around and saw Alicia standing behind her. Claire glanced at Massie through the corner of her eye, noticing she looked like she wanted to stand up and punch her.

"Thanks, Alicia." Claire smiled although her puffy red eyes could feel the tears coming again. She honestly thought Alicia has changed since they talked all of first period. Alicia even admitted she wanted to be friends again, but Claire was still scared of how everyone else (mainly Massie) would react.

Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrp!

"I think I'm starting to hate that whistle more than her." Monica whispered glaring at the screechy whistle hanging on a black lanyard around Worthy's neck.

"I've seen the tapes of your routines." Coach Worthy started, rolling back her shoulders as everyone stood up, "And honestly, your routines need work."

"Excuse me?" Monica flipped her fishtail braid off her shoulder and placed a hand on her hip, obviously offended that this chick had the nerve to ridicule the grueling routines that she and Claire had come up with.

"Is there something you want to say Sova?" Coach Worthy asked, crossing her arms across her chest.

"Monica, don't be disrespectful." Tiffany said sweetly. Coach Worthy gave her a thankful smile but the rest of the team glared at Tiffany.

"Well if our routines needed work, we wouldn't have won states or nationals last year." Mikayla rolled her eyes and was followed by loud 'yea!' from the rest of the team.

"So you all feel I'm wrong?" Worthy asked rhetorically, "Ten laps around the bleachers, that goes for everyone."

BOCD High

Football Field

Tuesday, September 2nd

3:25 P.M.

Looking from the ball he had just thrown as best as he could down the field to his brother to the cheer team. Hoping that she just saw his perfect forty-yard pass. Unfortunately, she was too busy watching her coach show them a new routine.

"Who are you staring at?" Hayden asked, taking off his helmet, once their coach blew the whistle, trying to follow his gaze, "Claire?"

Cayden took off his helmet and watched as she tried to study her coach's every move although her eyes still looked swollen from crying, "What's wrong with just looking? You always look at Alicia."

"Yea, but Claire and Cam broke up less then ten hours ago." Hayden said, grabbing a bottle of Gatorade while their coach gave them a break, "And Alicia has been single for a long time."

"But you're still dating Natalie." Cayden rolled his eyes.

"I won't be for long." Hayden said, looking over towards Alicia and taking a large swing of the blue colored liquid, "I'm just tired of breaking up and then some how getting back together with her. It's just not what it used to be."

"Hope she doesn't kill you when you tell her that." Cayden said, knowing what Natalie was capable of.

"But are you sure about Claire?" Hayden glanced towards the cheerleading team, "I mean, you dated Massie last year."

"She won't care, and it wasn't even for a week." He rolled his eyes even though he knew his brother was right…

BOCD High

Practice Football Field

Tuesday, September 2nd

3:49 P.M.

Monica watched as Claire tried her best to follow along with Coach Worthy's new routine as she watched her and Massie like a hawk, waiting for one of them to miss place a step as a weird remixed song blasted from the boom box on the ground.

Just like Coach Worthy, the routine sucked. There was no way that it was going to help them win any competitions or please the crowds at games. But when it finally ended and Worthy finally decided to give them a water break, Monica went straight for her oversized Tory Burch bag that was on the ground since she thought her locker in the locker room had something growing in it.

"Are you crazy?" She heard Courtney ask as Monica pretended to be searching for something as she texted the entire team to come over to her place after tomorrow.

"What?"

"What if Worthy sees?" Courtney asked, looking over at Coach Worthy who was too busy talking to Massie and Claire to look in her direction anyway.

"She won't." Monica said as she put her phone back into the small cell phone pocket.

"Is there something going on between you and Nolan still?" Courtney asked, looking over towards the tennis courts. Monica felt a chill go down her spine when she heard his name. She knew she would regret telling Courtney about their relationship last year.

"No, I told you, I love Liam and Liam only." Monica said, looking from Courtney's green eyes towards Nolan. She could tell that his hair had gotten lighter while he was in California over the summer since it used to be light brown, but now it was more of a sandy blond and showed off his deep tan. Although a voice in the back of her head told her it was wrong, she couldn't help but think of how hot he looked with his shirt off as he scrimmaged with Dan Key.

"Okay, whatever you say!" Courtney said sarcastically before joining Elena and a couple other girls talking about something that happened in their gym class.

Just as she was about to say that she was serious, she looked back over to Nolan and saw him smile at her, and for some reason, she found herself smiling back.

BOCD High

Practice Football Field

Tuesday, September 2nd

4:08 P.M.

Claire's heart pounded, exhausted and tired as she moved along with the rest of the over worked team, doing her best to make sure her form was better then Massie as she was thrown into the air.

Once the weird and over mixed song was done playing, everyone collapsed onto the grass, too tired to stand.

"That was," Coach Worthy started sweetly, "ABSOLUTLY HORRIBLE!"

"She can't be serious." Alicia muttered, breathing hard.

"I'VE NEVER SEEN SUCH TERRIBLE FORM AND SLOPPY FOOTWORK!" Worthy screamed. Claire resisted rolling her eyes since she was announcing who was co-captain today, and she had worked her butt off to get it, and wasn't about to let an eye roll cost her the spot.

"God, what is her problem?" Claire heard Massie growl, and from the look Worthy shot her, she also heard.

"Normally, I would keep you after practice to work on the routine more, but since everyone wants to know who your co-captain is, I'll go easy on you just this once."

Everyone let out a sigh of relief but Claire sat up in excitement, she looked over to Massie and saw she was doing the same.

The second Massie heard the words 'Co-Captain' leave Coach Worthy's mouth she sat up, awaiting to jump up and celebrate with the team once Worthy said her name. There was no way Claire was going to get the position again. Coach W hated Monica and it was obvious to everyone that Claire was Monica's unofficial beta, which meant if Monica fought with everything Worthy said, Claire would follow her lead, and there was no way Worthy would want that. Not to mention Massie had actually gone to the gym while she was in Southampton over the summer to work on her form and had even practiced the new routine Coach Worthy came up with in her room from after she finished her homework until one in the morning. She deserved this position. No, she needed this position. If she was ever going to be alpha of her grade again, it had to start with this position, and once Monica FINALLY graduated, she would be captain, which meant being the alpha.

"And after careful consideration, I've finally decided." Worthy said, looking from her to Claire and back to her again. She defiantly had this.

"Your co-captain is…"

Massie leaned forward in excitement.

"Claire Lyons."

Massie closed her eyes, hoping that it was just a horrible trick played on her by her brain, and that when she opened them, Coach Worthy would say her name…

"WOOOOOOOOO!" The team yelled at the top of their lungs, she could even hear the soccer team (minus Cam) and the football team chant Claire's name.

Massie looked over to Claire and saw that the team was already on their feet, telling her congratulations and how much she deserved it. This can't be happening!

Without even waiting for anyone to tell her they were sorry she didn't win, Massie stomped over to the locker room door and headed straight for her locker, spinning the dial with more force then she needed. She quickly grabbed her mint green Marc Jacobs bag, not bothering to change, and slammed the locker shut, heading straight for the parking lot before anyone could see her.

Once she was outside again she spotted the Range Rover with Isaac reading the newspaper while he waited.

"Massie!" She head someone call. She forced herself to look calm as she turned around.

"Hey!" Massie tried to smile before Derrington's lips landed on hers.

"I'm sorry about what happened," He said, pressing his forehead against hers, "You deserved it."

You're the only one who thinks that, Massie thought as she glanced from the corner her eye at the team still congratulating Claire as they walked into the locker room, "Whatever, I didn't want it that bad."

"You still should have got the position." Derrington smiled before pressing his lips to hers again. He always knew how to make her feel better.

They heard a car honk, breaking their embrace.

"I'm coming!" Derrington yelled at his sister, sitting in a black Mercedes. He turned back to her and smiled, "I'll see'ya tomorrow. Love You!"

"I love you too." Massie laughed after he kissed her a final time and his sister honked three more times. She watched him throw his Nike bag in the car and hop into the passenger seat before she finally walked over to the Range Rover and throw her self onto the back seat.

"How'd it go?" Isaac asked as he turned the key.

Massie shot him a I don't want to talk about it look as they pulled out of the parking lot.

"Oh." Was all he said, keeping his eyes on the road.

Massie leaned her head against the cool glass of the window and let hot tears flow down her cheeks.

The Lyons Estate

Driveway

Tuesday, September 2nd

5:34 P.M.

Grabbing her Gucci bag, a pile of DVDs, and an empty cardboard box, Monica shut the door of her dad's silver Porsche with her butt and headed for the front door.

Ringing the doorbell, she hoped Claire's parents weren't home since she basically invited herself over and was spending the night on a school night, but this was an emergency.

"Hello Monica!" Laura, the housekeeper, greeted, "Claire's up in her room."

"Thanks Laura!" Both yelled over their shoulders as she made her way up the stairs. She could hear Rollin In the Deep by Adele blasting from the top of the stairs..

Without knocking, Monica propped the box against her hip to open the door. Claire was lying on her bed, staring up at the ceiling, her eyes looking red and puffy from crying. Monica saw that all of the pictures of Cam in them were in a pile in the middle of the floor.

"You look terrible." Monica blurted, dropping everything on the floor, and walking over to Claire's computer to hit pause on iTunes.

"Are you spending the night or something?" Claire asked, pointing to the pile of Monica's stuff by the door.

"Yea, 'cuz you need to get off your ass and have some fun." Monica smiled, desperately wanting the happy Claire back even though she knew how she was feeling. The first time Liam dumped her was the worst she had ever felt. She couldn't sleep or eat for days and it wasn't until Annie, Heidi, Britta, Natalie, and even Tiffany decided to cheer her up.

"Then what's the box for?"

"For all of the crap that Cam has given you," Monica said, scooping up the pile of pictures and dumping them in the box, "Or anything that really reminds you of him."

Claire jumped off her bed and grabbed a picture frame that was face down and threw it into the box, only to hear the glass break, not that she cared. It was the one of her and Cam at homecoming last year. She also grabbed a ticket to a Maroon 5 concert they were supposed to go see together this weekend and threw it in the box.

"Can you go in my closet and get his leather jacket?" Claire asked as she sniffled and grabbed a pile of CDs that he had personally made for her, "It should be on the floor in there somewhere."

Claire dumped the CDs into the box as Monica went into her closet to retrieve the jacket. She was glad Monica was trying to help her out since she didn't want to be surrounded by things that made her think of Cam.

Minutes later, the box was already full; Claire had even threw in the ticket to a concert they were supposed to got together this weekend. Claire looked around her room to see if there was anything else, but everything reminded her of him, and she couldn't throw her entire room into the box.

"Now what?" Claire asked, expecting Monica to say 'Burn it' and pull a box of matches out of her pocket.

"We take a ton of pictures and post them online so Cam can see how much better you are without him!" Monica said, pushing the box over to the corner of the room and walked over to Claire's computer, searching through her playlist, double-clicking on Keep Your Head Up by Andy Grammer before grabbed her iphone out of her pocket.

The Fisher Home

Basement

Tuesday, September 2nd

10:57 P.M.

Cam stared at his computer screen, unable to believe that Claire had posted pictures of her and Monica posing with a nerdy pizza delivery guy, jumping into the pool, walking downtown, throwing cake batter around the Lyons' kitchen, and roasting smores on the small bonfire pit in Claire's backyard. Claire was smiling in almost all of the pictures, and it wasn't her fake pretending to have a good time smile, it was her real beautifully perfect natural smile. It sucked to know she was having a good time while he was a wreck.

"Dude, what the fuck are you doing?" Derrington called from the couch before taking a large swing of Dr. Pepper. It was a miracle his parents were letting him and Josh spend the night on a school night. It was surprising that his parents even allowed them to come over since all they did was raid the pantry and fridge before they watched t.v. or played X-box.

"Nothing." Cam mumbled, logging off his facebook account.

"I know you're hurting, but it was gonna happen sooner or later." Josh said, staring down at his history book, still not done with his homework, mainly because he had all of the harder teachers who gave a ton of homework every night.

"I know, but it's hard to get her off my mind." Cam said, shaking his hair out of his eyes.

"That's because you don't have another girl to think about." Derrick said as he answered a text from Massie.

"Yea, just think of someone you've been noticing and go for it." Josh said, still not looking up from his homework, "Cuz we're tired of you talking about Claire all the fucking time!"

Cam pulled out the Tiffany necklace he had given to her last year out of his pocket and stared at it, wondering if he was even ready to date someone again. He thought about Claire's pictures, knowing if she could bounce back so fast, then he could too.

"What about Courtney?" He asked, wondering if they thought he should go for a freshman. So what if she was a year younger? So what if she hung out with Claire and the rest of the girls? So what if they haven't really had a conversation any farther then 'what are you doing this summer?'

"Courtney Jonski?" Derrington asked, sounding a little confused since Courtney Jonski was the senior class slut.

"No, Sova."

"Monica's sister?"

"Yea."

"Well she looks older then she really is, so that's good." Derrington noted, looking like he was trying to seriously picture Cam and Courtney together, which was exactly what Cam was doing, and the picture in his head got better and better the more he thought about it.

BOCD High

Senior Hall

Wednesday, September 3rd

7:40 A.M.

Walking down Senior Hall, Massie felt like she was suffocating, but not because it was crowded. It was because she could smell Chris Abeley… and from the strength of the spicy cologne, she could tell he was closing in.

She clutched her book and binder close to her chest as she pushed through a group of senior Goths. She could see her classroom, just a couple more yards and she would be free!

"Massie!" A voice called, as she was about a yard away from the open door, she felt someone grab her arm.

"What?" Massie asked, turning around, hoping Derrington was nowhere in sight. When Derrick found out that Chris Abeley was back, he looked like he was going to punch someone, remembering Skye's party back in eighth grade.

"No 'Hello' or 'It's nice to see you'?" He laughed. Massie couldn't help but smile.

"It's nice to see you!" Massie jokingly mocked, "Now what is it that you had to stop me in the middle of the most crowded hall in the entire school?"

He pretended to be hurt and put his hand to his heart, "I was only wondering if you wanted to go riding with me this afternoon. Tricky misses Brownie."

Massie thought about it, she wanted to go, but at the same time she knew that she would only be walking into a mistake, "I have cheer practice after school."

"So we can go after, what time does practice end?"

"I really don't think that it's a good idea, my boyfriend really wouldn't approve." Massie sighed. She thought back to eighth grade, when she would have jumped at the chance to go riding with Chris even though she knew the consequences. It surprised her how much she has matured since then.

"You have a boyfriend?" He asked, actually looking hurt for real this time.

"Yea, Derrick Harrington."

"The guy you dated in middle school?" He sounded surprised and a little annoyed, "We'll just be going as friends, nothing more, he has nothing to worry about."

Massie could tell from his cute little smirk that he was lying from the way he whispered in her ear, but for some reason she liked it. "Fine, but no one can know!"

"I was only wondering if you wanted to go riding with me this afternoon. Tricky misses Brownie." She heard Chris Abeley say, peaking her head around the corner, she saw that he was talking to Massie.

"I have cheer practice after school." She heard Massie say, sounding like she was unsure of what to do.

"So we can go after, what time does practice end?"

"I really don't think that it's a good idea, my boyfriend really wouldn't approve." She could hear Massie sigh. This was only getting better and better. Everyone who knew Derrick Harrington knew that he hated Chris Abeley.

Lost in the thought of Derrington and Massie fighting, she missed a few parts of their conversation.

"We'll just be going as friends, nothing more, he has nothing to worry about." She could hear Chris whisper in Massie's ear seductively.

"Fine, but no one can know!" Massie whispered before pushing past him and walking into her class.

Pulling her phone out from her pocket she immediately went to her contact list and went straight down for Derrick's number. She knew he would be furious since she heard Massie and Derrick planning about finally sleeping together yesterday before cheer practice. It honestly surprised her to know they still haven't had sex since they have been together almost a year and from the looks of it, Derrington really did seem to love Massie, but once he got a text from her about Massie planning to go to Galwaugh for a romantic and steamy date he wouldn't love her anymore. Even if she was bending the truth, Massie deserved everything that was coming her way…

Hmmmm. Who could have heard Massie and Chris? 40 Reviews and you'll know :)

I'm going to try to update 1-2 times a week, but i have another story but i don't know if i should put it on hold or not. So, let me know if you think i should continue my other one.