A friend is the one who comes in when the whole world has gone out. ~Grace Pulpit
"So he slept over?!" Dylan Marvil squealed, Massie had to bring her phone s couple of inches away from her ear.
"Dyl, chill out!" Massie said and turned to look at Derrick's sleeping body. He was so peaceful, so happy, and so serene. Watching him sleep was… comforting for Massie.
"And then he kissed you?" Dylan said in excitement.
"Yes."
"What does that mean?"
"I don't know."
"He loves you."
"No."
"Yes."
"He does."
"You think?" Massie asked, excitedly.
"Well, I gotta finish my make up," Dylan said to her, "let's talk at school."
"Kay, bye!" Massie said then hung up her phone. She quickly got into a pair of Juicy Couture skinny jeans and a soft pink cashmere sweater. As she was finishing up brushing on mascara, Derrick suddenly rose from under Massie's purple duvet.
"Morning," Massie whispered as Derrick sat up straight and opened his caramel eyes.
"Hey Block," Derrick whispered back, "Where are your parents?"
"The left for an early business meeting at five in the morning," Massie replied, "they didn't know you were here."
"Oh," Derrick scratched the back of his head, as if trying to remember something.
"We could go for breakfast," Massie suggested, "its only 6:45."
"Cool," Derrick yawned and got out of the bed. "Let me take you to school."
"Um, it's okay I have my car." Massie said and held out her car keys.
Derrick sighed, "Let me drive, then."
"Hey," Massie said as they walked down the stairs, "do you remember anything that happened last night?"
Derrick thought for a moment then opened the door for Massie. They walked out to her car and he quickly ran to the driver's seat. Then he said, "All I remember was I was drunk, I called you, Kristen cheated on me, oh and this stripper was trying to get in my pants."
Massie giggled, "Very classy."
Derrick grinned at her then drove down to the nearest IHOP.
He doesn't remember the kiss, Massie though sourly.
What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies. ~Aristotle
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"So tell me! Tell me!" Dylan sang happily as they took a seat at their usual lunch table.
"Tell you what?" Massie asked and unscrewed the cap of her Vitamin Water. BOCD's cafeteria started filling up with students. Massie needed to strain her ears, in order to hear what the red head was saying.
"What happened last night?" Dylan let out a giddy giggle and looked down at her tray.
"Meaning?" Massie stalled and picked up a French fry from her teal tray.
"Did it get weird and sexual?" Dylan giggled.
Massie, in mid-bite, made a face, "ew, no."
It was a dull Friday at BOCD. The sun light from the high windows gave the all-wooden room a warm glow.
"So then what happened?" Dylan pressed.
"Nothing," Massie shrugged and stabbed at her salad, "he was drunk, Dyl."
Dylan sighed in defeat then brightened up, "Does he kiss good? Hot guys always kiss good."
Massie tried hard not to smile at the feel of Derrick's lips against hers. Unluckily, Dylan caught her and smacked the table with her palm, "Oh my gosh! He does!"
Massie didn't respond, she focused her attention on the iceberg lettuce on her plate.
"C'mon details!" Dylan pleaded.
Massie stared at her bubbly friend, "okay," she said and gave in.
"Yay!" Dylan clapped and leaned in forward to listen.
"Dyl," Massie sighed while twirling her plastic spork in the air, "He was drunk. All he did was smack his lips against mine."
"I'm sure it was more than that," Dylan said sympathetically.
"Nope, he tasted of beer and peanuts," Massie said quietly.
Dylan opened her mouth to say something but abruptly closed it when she spotted Cam Fisher walking towards them, "Hey Cam!" Dylan greeted.
Massie looked up from her salad and smiled, "Hey you!"
"Hello ladies!" Cam smiled directly at Massie then slid himself into the open seat.
"So, I guess our conversation is over," Dylan said to Massie.
"What?" Cam questioned, "Don't stop cause of me."
"Oh," Dylan smiled at him, "Okay, we were talking about how Der—Ow!" She yelped and rubbed her knee where Massie kicked her.
"Shut up!" Massie said through her teeth.
Just then, Massie's phone started vibrating with an incoming call from her mom.
"Mom?" Massie answered her phone.
"Massie? Hello!" Kendra greeted.
"Uh… what's up?"
"Honey, this is very sudden but your father and I have to fly down to Texas for a conference," Kendra said, "So we'll be gone for the whole weekend."
"And?"
"So will you be okay by yourself?"
"Mom, I'm seventeen," Massie reminded her.
"Yes, you are. So you'll be alright? Our flight leaves in an hour."
"Mom, go ahead."
"Okay," Kendra seemed relieved then she got quiet and then whispered, "if you wanna throw a party, go ahead."
Massie laughed, "Mom, dad will kill me!"
Kendra sighed, "Have I taught you nothing? Hire a cleaning service and get everyone out by Sunday—that's when we get back--, he won't know."
Kendra Block was Massie's 'cool mom.' She always let Massie get away with murder while Massie's father, William Block, kept her on a short leash.
"Uh okay" Massie replied.
"Are you going to do it? Are you?" Kendra sounded like a five year old now.
"I'll surprise you," Massie finally said, "bye mom!"
"Bye sweetie, remember you're only young once." She said then hung up.
After Massie hung up, Dylan asked, "What's up with that?"
"Guys," Massie announced with a huge smile. Cam and Dylan leaned in closer while Massie continued, "Party. Tonight. My house."
I like her because she smiles at me and means it. ~Anonymous
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"Okay here's the last case of beer," Derrick said as he carried another case in.
"Yay!" Massie clapped happily.
"Block are you sure about this?" Derrick asked.
"What do you mean?" Massie said back.
"House party, beer, it doesn't seem like you're kinda thing." Derrick simply replied.
"Excuse me?" Massie placed a hand over her heart in shock, "I've been to a dozen crazy parties."
"But have you ever hosted one?" Derrick asked, tauntingly. "Have you ever been wasted?"
"No," Massie answered then smirked, "but of course you have."
"Ha Ha." Derrick said sarcastically.
Massie looked at the cases of beer that sat on top of each other in her foyer. Then Derrick said, "It was the second time she dumped me."
Massie was now looking at Derrick, "oh."
"Yeah, I guess I'm just not her type," Derrick tried to laugh.
Massie walked towards him and Derrick took her hand, "Will you be okay?" Massie asked.
"Yeah," Derrick replied, "don't worry."
"Okay," Massie nodded, "And besides you can't be bitter! I'm throwing a party."
"Yeah," Derrick smiled, "Partying with high school kids, what a life I have."
"Excuse me?" You're best friend," she pointed to herself, "is in high school."
Derrick smirked at her, "Yes, and I love you with every fiber of my being."
"Good to know," Massie smiled happily.
"Hey mind if I invite Josh?" Derrick asked referring to his best friend and roommate; Josh Hotz.
"Okay," Massie shrugged, "We need college guys."
"So, please don't get too drunk," Derrick smirked at her, "I mean, guys will take advantage of hot drunk girls."
Massie blushed, "don't worry dad."
Derrick rolled his eyes, "I just care."
"A little too much," Massie teased and started heading to the grand stair case. But inside, she loved that he cared.
A friend can tell you things you don't want to tell yourself. ~Frances Ward Weller
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Once it was six o'clock, the Block's mansion quickly transformed into a late-night dance club. Beer was being splashed around in red Dixie cups. The lights were turned off except for some neon green twinkle lights hung everywhere. Music was blasting everywhere from the speakers, all of Massie's guests were crowding the open floor.
"I don't know much about classic cars, but I got a lot of friends stuck on classic coke," The Fall Out Boy sing was playing. Massie held a Dixie cup in her hand as she made her way through the dancing crowds. She was wearing a shimmery short Prada slip-on dress, silver heels, and a Rhine-stone headband. Her naturally straight hair was in loose glittery curls.
"Mass!" a voice called. Massie turned around to see Dylan behind her.
"Hey!" Massie greeted and stared down at Dylan's outfit. She was in an emerald Alice & Olivia dress that made her eyes glow. Her hair was pinned straight and fell like a curtain behind her back.
"Awesome party," Dylan commented and surveyed the crowd.
Massie beamed, "thanks."
"Wooh!" Some guys whooped from the top of the stair case. Some guy was dangling from the gold chandelier. Everyone laughed.
"A little crazy huh?" Dylan nudged the brunette and the two giggle, then walked around the party.
"Use coasters people!" Massie snapped as she walked passed a couple of people with drunks in their hands.
"It sucks that there is no guy worth my time here," Dylan pouted and grabbed a Dixie cup off the Block's built-in bar counter.
"Oh, there is this new guy," Massie half-smiled at her.
"Who?"
"Derrick's friend, his name is Josh," Massie paused for dramatic effect, "Hotz."
Dylan broke into a smile, "I like the sound of that. Details please?"
Massie grinned then took a sip of her drink, "Think Channing Tatum with a Taylor Lautner twist, not as famous though just as rich."
"In college?"
"Sophomore with Derrick."
Dylan downed her drink in one big gulp, "I must meet him."
"You're in luck," Massie said, staring into the distance, "Here they come."
Dylan shrieked and glanced back at Josh and Derrick who were approaching them. "He is so frickin hot!" she said as she turned back to Massie.
"Hey Block!" Derrick nodded at her, once they reached them.
"Hey," Massie smiled and held Dylan by the fore arm. "You remember Dylan right?"
Derrick nodded then said, "Hey."
"H-h-hi," Dylan stuttered then turned to look at Massie, "he's like a hotter version of Chace Crawford." She gushed a little too loudly.
Derrick laughed, "you still have that celebrity crush, Block?"
"No," Massie blushed then smacked Dylan's stomach, "And this is?" She tilted her head, indicating Derrick's friend.
Derrick opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted when Josh extended out his hand, "Josh Hotz."
Massie gladly accepted his hand in hers, "Massie Block."
"Yeah, I know." Josh smiled at her then turned his head back to Derrick, "the infamous Massie Block."
A good friend is a connection to life - a tie to the past, a road to the future, the key to sanity in a totally insane world. ~Lois Wyse
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