A/n: Disclaimer I do not own the Clique nor any of the characters.
I have decided to re-edit an old one-shot into a new story. I think it has a lot of potential.
So sorry for the delay but I was sick, and I work like six out of seven days of the week, and then I have boyfriend, and friends so I have been busy!
I didn't get a chance to talk to my dad about his secret, because he conveniently had an impromptu business vacation in London, England. He left the following morning before I could even grill him about what everyone was hiding me. Unfortunately for me, he wasn't coming back for three months, and I had to patiently wait for him to return.
It was now the weekend, and Nikki was beyond excited for the rave but I wasn't sure I wanted to go anymore. I found out Cam took Massie back the day after the party, and they skipped school together to have a day in New York City with one another. It was all over Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, and even Tumblr.
I didn't feel like getting out of bed on Saturday, all I wanted to do was watch movies off my computer, and pretend I didn't exist. It was almost noon when Nikki had barged her way into my room. Her blonde hair was curled, and she was wearing purple skinny jeans, a black Guns and Roses t-shirt, paired with her black Converse high tops.
"What are you doing here?" I asked confused on how she found out, I was sulking.
"Vanessa told me," She explained as she took a plop down my bed.
"I am surprised she even noticed,"
"She cares about you Claire, but she doesn't know why you are acting this way."
"You didn't tell her it was because of Cam and Massie, did you?" I asked concerned.
"No, because I think you should be the one to open up to her." Nikki said.
"She is not my mom. I don't have to open up to her." I screamed in frustration.
I would always tell my mom everything that happened between Cam and I. It was the only thing I have left of my relationship with my mom. Everything else my dad has forced me to tell Vanessa so she didn't feel left out, but I kept my relationship with Cam a secret. She didn't have to know, because by the time she became my step-mom, Cam was already with Massie.
"Okay, she is not your mom but she is trying so hard to be." Nikki said defending Vanessa.
I wish she understood what it was like to lose your mother, because then she would know no one could ever be what your mother was to you.
"You don't understand, and if you keep taking her side then you can find the door and leave." I sneered. I was angry. How could she easily take Vanessa's side over mine is beyond me.
"I am not taking sides. I only came here to get you to come to the rave tonight."
"I don't want to go."
"I know you are upset that Cam took her back so easily, but you have to move on."
Damn, I knew she was right. I had to let go of any of the lingering feelings towards Cam, because he was obviously in love with Massie. "You honestly think I will get over him by going to this rave tonight? I have been in love with him since I was thirteen, and I don't think it will ever go away." I asked her for her honest opinion.
"Maybe, maybe not but I do know that sitting her and sulking is only going to make it worse."
I knew she was right, because I hardly ever left the house after my mom passed away and it only made it so much harder coming to the terms she was really gone. Eventually when my dad forced Todd and I to leave the house, I found myself having fun again without feeling guilty about it.
"Okay, I will come-but I am still not opening up to Vanessa about Cam." I compromised, and she screamed in excitement as she began picking out clothes for me to wear tonight.
"You are going to look so sexy tonight." Nikki said with a smirk etched on her face.
'Dear Lord, help me' I thought as she pushed me out of my room to take a shower. After I finished my shower, she had laid out a pair of ripped denim skinny jeans, a purple tank-top, and a pair of black Converse Chucks.
"Do I at least get a sweatshirt?" I asked, modestly. I wasn't one to flaunt my body around.
"Fine, but only for a backup." Nikki agreed as she threw me, my black "Bullet For My Valentine" zip-up.
We waited until Vanessa had fallen asleep at ten o'clock that night, and then we had tip-toed our way to the front door and opened our way to freedom. The rave was being held in New York City, so we drove to Grand Central Station, and took a train into the city. By the time we reached the rave, it was already out of control. The strobe lights were dancing wildly, the DJ was dropping the beats, so many teenagers were intoxicated or high.
It was time to have some fun without worrying about seeing anyone from school, especially Massie. This is the last place she and her friends would be caught at. Nikki and I danced our butts off until Chris unexpectedly showed up to sweep Nikki off her feet.
I was soon alone, and highly drunk. I didn't care though because I was having the time of my life. I lived for moments like these were I could forget about all the pressures of school, parents, teachers, and even some friends build on you.
I accidentally bumped into a stranger, spilling my drink all over them. "I am so sorry." I said to the stranger.
"It's okay-um just be more careful next time." the stranger said. I looked up and met brown eyes, blond hair, and a boy who looked all too familiar. 'But there is no way he would be here, right?' I thought as I continued to stare at his now stained white t-shirt.
"Derrick?" I asked with a croak in my voice, because it couldn't be him.
"How do you know my name?" He asked as his brows fussed together in confusion.
"Claire Lyons-um we go to school-"
He interrupted me, "Oh right, Emo chick who used to date Cam Fisher and used to be Massie's best friend."
I hated the labels he just gave me, because I wasn't Emo. I was Massie's best friend, and I did date Cam, but is this all I am given? All I am measured by is what I wear, who I am/was friends with, and who I date/dated? How pathetic is that? I am so much more than those three little things.
"The one and only...I guess." I said awkwardly not knowing what to say. I never really talked to Derrick even when he was dating Massie.
"Well, um see you around." He said, but I grabbed his arm before he could walk away.
"Answer me this one question, why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be at Josh Hotz's party with all your moron of friends?" I asked wanting to know why he was here.
"I don't have to be anywhere I don't want to be, or be with anyone I don't want to be with." He said cryptic, but I knew he was talking about Massie.
"I am guessing Massie has now dumped you for Cam."
"Yeah well apparently she loves him more than she ever loved me, because even though we flirted with one another...she never did cheat on him."
"See you around." I said as I let go of his arm finally.
Nikki was right Cam and Massie seem to actually truly love one another, and if what Derrick said was true than I desperately need to move on. I only wished this heartache of wishing Cam would have loved me as much as he loves Massie would disappear.
Review, please?!:) eventually you will learn what everyone is hiding from Claire, but not now.
