a/n: this chapter is kinda short and not so funny but eh i tried, this was more of a filler anyway lol.

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Like a Virgin

chapter six

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Plotting.

Plotting is the hard part.

I pace up and around my bedroom, just hoping-nay, dreaming- a plan would hit me upside the head at any given second... Nothing happened. God, I mentally address the imaginary being up in the sky. That was your cue to hit me with an idea.

Suddenly, my phone lights up with a call from Derrick. Aha! I'll have him help me.

Quickly, I pick up the cellular device and answer. "Derry, I need you to assist."

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"Maybe there's another reason as to why she has your letters in her office. Like what if Cam dropped them off to give to you more directly?" Derrick splutters excuses rather stupidly.

I shake my head. "Quit being an idiot. Cam would just deliver them to me. Now, if you're done trying to defend Claire for obviously stealing my letters in a jealous rage, can we move on with the revenge?" After gulping uncomfortably - as if he wants to tell me a secret or something - Derrick nods. "Awesome, so how about I take a bucket of glue and uh...pour it on the hallway floor so she can't get to class and um, she'll get a tardy?"

"I feel like you would just get detention for spilling glue all over the floor if you did that."

"Touche."

He thinks for a moment before grinning like he came up with the most brilliant idea ever. "How about..."

"Go on."

"Maybe..."

"Derrick, tell me." I roll my eyes.

"Potentially..."

"Spit it out god damn it!"

"You could..." His smile drops to a serious gaze. "Break up with your dumb ass boyfriend." Jaw dropping, I scoff at this completely absurd statement. "Block, she just doesn't want you dating him. If you make her happy, she won't take your notes."

"I also won't be receiving them either," I grumble.

He ignores my statement and continues. "But if you really must get revenge on her, I think I have an idea."

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Derrick's idea is to write a fake love note for her to distract her from Cam so she would be chill with me dating him. Isn't that so original?

I slipped it into her locker earlier... [insert evil laughter here]. I just can't wait until- "Massie! There must be a secret admirer infection or something - even I got one," Claire squeals as she sits down next to me in French Class.

"Awesome." I fake smile. You suck dicks, Claire. You suck major dicks. "Who do you think it's from?"

At this, she blushes. "I dunno..." She clearly does know...or thinks she knows. Because certainly she wouldn't think its- "Derrick?"

[Insert spit take here] "Why would Derrick like you? Ehma-ew." She simply shrugs and turns to the board, scribbling down some notes on past tense. I shake my head at her looking so happy. I do not sail that ship. Thinking of Derrick with someone irks me, like he's not allowed to be with anyone.

It's as if I'm jealous or something.