A/n I don't own any of the Clique.

Sorry life got tough and I needed to buy a new helmet. Now I have my helmet and I'm ready for anything so that means I'm back :)

Warning: This is not like the original Clique books that the biggest drama is their hair.

The walls are caving in on me,
I can't stop them,
No matter how hard I try.
The walls are,
Suffocating me softly. a/n: don't steal, I own this because its a verse from one of my original poems.

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DPOV:

I was walking to the locker room with the rest of the soccer boys. I casually walked over to my locker and say "You're Next" written in red sharpie on the front of my locker. "Who did this?" I asked unamused. Then I realized that I was the only one with the key to open up the locker room because I accidentally forgot to bring home my sweat used socks and I wouldn't have but coach made me because the smell was becoming toxic. I grabbed my socks and immediately slid out my phone to text my boys because this has to be some joke. I waited for about to seconds to see all of their replies are no.

Then I decided to find Dylan because I know that she is mad at me for looking at Skye Hamilton at some party last weekend, but can anyone blame me? I mean Skye is the hottest girl in Westchester right now and no matter how much Dylan tries to be better than Skye she won't ever be. I found Dylan with our usually friends but they are with Claire Lyons and that is out of the ordinary. "Tell him, what you told us" Josh said to Claire. "Derrick, Massie is out for revenge and she already somehow kidnapped Dempsey. She is coming for all of us and she won't stop until she has her revenge-" I interrupted Claire.

"That is ridiculous. Massie is dead and she is never coming back not even to haunt us. I can't believe that you guys fell for Claire's sick little game that is totally made up and fake" I said harshly; I want to keep Claire far away from Cam and especially far away from Dylan. "Why would I make this up?" Claire asked offended. "Because you want Cam's attention and this is the only way you could get it. Well Claire, Cam hates you and he dumped you for a reason and that reason is Nikki. They are madly in love and I can't believe that you would go this far to try to break them apart" I lied, it's all I can do.

"Even for you that was low. I don't owe you anything and I definitely don't have to prove anything to you so goodbye" Claire said coldly. "Claire, wait!" Alicia called after her, but Claire continued her walk into school without taking a single galance back. "Wait to go Derrick! We needed her to help us and you just blew it. What is your problem?" Alicia yelled at me. "Yeah, Derrick what is your problem?" Dylan asked icy cold. Instead of dealing with them, I walked to my car and drove home.

It is days like this that I miss her the most. The days that I don't feel like living anymore, she took the easy way out of life and I wished that I would have known of her plan because I would have gone with her. I would have scarificed anything for her and I wished that I would have told her that I loved her and that I was sorry for hurting her. Of course I didn't realize any of those things until she was gone forever and she said that I took her heart well she has my whole heart with her too. I pulled into my driveway and after parking my car, I headed inside to my room. I grabbed the doorknob and twisted it open.

Since that one day in eigth grade my room has been clean ever since and its too bad that she didn't see my locker because that would be clean too along with my room. Except I was shocked to see that my room looked like a torando had blown threw it and then I saw another message written on my wall. It says "Tell Dylan or pay the consequences. I know what you and Claire did"; I noticed that my closet door was cracked open. I carefully walked over to my closet, my hand embraced the wooden door.

I let out a brief sigh before slowly pushing the door open. I saw my hidden stash of pictures that I kept of Massie and I all on the ground with words written over every single one. One picture said "I meant nothing to you", another said "Don't fool yourself because you don't miss me", one other one said "We were just a bad romance". I couldn't look at the others, but whoever did this meant business because they went so low.

Everyone knows that I'm not over Massie and I probably will never be and the only person that I can think of that has a motive is Claire Lyons. The only way to find out is to ask Claire herself. So I signed into my AIM account and luckily she was on-line.

Shortzaremylife: How did you get in my house?

Clairebear: I haven't been in your house in a year.

Shortzaremylife: Liar! You came into my room and trashed the whole place and wrote over my secret stash of Massie's pictures that I still have. You did it in order to scare me just like the others.

Clairebear: You have pictures of Massie still? I swear that I never did any of this and if I did then why am I cleaning up my own room?

Shortzaremylife: Send my a picture of it.

I waited two minutes for ten pictures to be sent to my phone and they all proved that Claire wasn't lying about this. At least not this time and now I'm wondering if she received the message I did.

Shortzaremylife: Srry about blaming you. Did you get a message about Dy-

PING!

Clairebear: We have to tell Dylan or something bad is going to happen to us and let me tell you this it isn't pretty.

Clairebear is now off-line.

I couldn't even argue back to Claire and instead of telling Dylan right now, I climbed into my bed and went to sleep.

"Tell Dylan about what you and Claire did or you will be dead. If you think that I'm bluffing go past the soccer fields and past the pond you will see a shallow grave; laying in that grave is the body of Dempsey Solmon all because he didn't follow my orders" a deep crisp scary voice told me.

I'm in this dark room where here is blood spurring out of the walls and out of the creaky floor boards. A white ghostly image appeared from the dark sky and the image was the face of the late Massie Jillian Block floating to my face. Her eyes are pools of black holes and her face is stone cold.

Beep, beep!

I rolled out of my bed and put on some clothes for school. When I arrived at school, I immediately walked over to Dylan. "We need to talk" I whispered quietly in her ear; she nodded her head and we walked away from our friends.

"What did you want to talk about?" Dylan asked impatient, I let out a quick breath. "I cheated on you-" she interrupted me. "I already know that. Derrick, I know about you and Skye along with every other girl but I don't care about that. I know that they meant nothing to you but the one person that I can't ever win against for your love is Massie and I know that I can never replace her but baby please let her go" Dylan said sweetly.

"There is one more girl that you don't know about and that one girl was Claire. I'm sorry but it was when we were going through a rough patch and it was because I was quote "too depressed" end quote for you. Claire was going through the same thing with Cam at the time and we both just got wasted with eachother to forgot about our problems. I should have told you the truth but I was afraid that if I did then I would loose the most important girl in my life" I told her the truth.

"Let me guess, you're only doing this because Massie is forcing you to" Dylan stated, I looked at her in disbelief. "Claire, called me last night crying over the phone and she told me everything. She told me that she was really sorry and for some reason I forgave her, but I can't forgive you not this time. You have had too many chances to tell me the truth and you decided not to. So here me when I say this we're over" Dylan said coldly, she turned and walked away.

Day number two of skipping but this time I didn't skip alone. I had some company and that company would be Kristen Gregory, "Thanks for ditching school with me. I thought after Dylan told you everything that you would hate me just like the everyone else and I also thought that you would never have ditched school" I said honestly. I don't know why but today I feel like telling the truth to anyone that I talk to.

"To be honest I think that Dylan is overreacting to you hooking up with Claire. I mean she already knows that you still have feelings for Massie and that you will never feel those same feelings for her, but yet she didn't let that stop her. Right now school is the last worry on my mind and it seems less important then trying to save myself from a ghost-" Kristen stopped to gather her breath before starting again. "You know what I don't understand? Is why Massie would want to haunt you, I thought that you were the love of her life" Kristen added.

I really didn't want to answer her question but I can trust Kristen and I know that she will understand. "At the end, I was rarely around for her when she needed me to be and I started to treat her horribly-" Kristen interrupted me. "How?" she asked intrigued.

"By telling her to mind her own business when she started suspecting that I was cheating on her and she was right. Dylan and I were seeing each other secretly and one time Massie saw us and being the stupid person that I was I told Massie that I never loved her and that I loved Dylan. Which wasn't true but I didn't want to hurt her anymore so I pushed her away. When I watched her that day walk away with tears and mascara streaming down her face, I felt so guilty but I thought I did the right thing by letting her go. The next day I was informed that she took her own life that same day" I said, I couldn't help my own tears that ran down my cheeks.

For awhile Kristen just nodded and didn't say a word which made me worried. "Derrick, you couldn't have saved her. None of us could have and all of this that is happening to us is just a big mistake because we couldn't have done anything to change her mind" Kristen said nicely.

"It still doesn't mean that I don't live with the guilt" I stated.

What do you when a revenge seeking ghost is after you, but no one will believe your story?

TO BE CONTINUED.

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