3:15 PM

Pizza Palace

Tuesday, November, 18th

Massie sighed. She was bored-extremely bored. A group of B-listers was crowded around her and asking her questions like she was in an interview. Massie just answered half-heartedly. If she and the PC were still friends, they would be here, making fun of all the LBRs in this place and trying to get Dylan to stop eating like a pig, because it grossed them out. Massie pushed the memories out of her head at once. They deserved what they got. They deserved it. Massie told herself this over and over, hoping that she would actually believe it.

Massie heard annoyingly loud laughs that sounded awfully familiar. She turned around and, sure enough, she caught sight of Alicia, Kristen, and Dylan. They were talking to four different high school guys at once- and telling people how untrue the rumors were. They talked to everyone, including Skye Hamilton, the High School alpha, who seemed genuinely happy to be talking to them. Anger boiled up in Massie's insides as she continued watching the former PC being the center of attention. Even the pathetic losers that were sitting next to Massie got up. For the very first time in her life, she was alone

Then, the Pizza Palace door opened and Massie caught sight of two people that she hated so much right now. Claire and Derrington walked in holding hands and giggling. They sat down in a corner near Massie and started to talk about going to the movies on a date on Saturday.

"That would be the perfect third date," said Claire, much louder than necessary.

"You're right. You're such a great girlfriend," answered Derrington in an equally loud tone.

It wasn't until Massie saw this that she realized how much she really missed Derrington. She missed having someone to talk to, someone who she could be herself with. She missed not having to pretend around him, like she did with everyone else. She missed being called "His Block", but most of all, she missed just having him there. She swallowed hard, and couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. No! I will NOT feel guilty! It's not MY fault that Derrington walked in on my revenge plan!

As much as she didn't want to, Massie turned back to Derrington and Claire. They were giggling and holding hands under the table.

"Claire, I never felt like this before about ANYONE in your entire school," said Derrington, practically yelling.

"Same here," answered Claire, just as annoyingly loud. "You're amazing."

They stared at each other for what seemed to be forever and finally they stood up.

"I have to start homework. Do you want to come back to my house with me," asked Claire, smiling deviously.

"Of course," replied Derrington, with the same look on his face.

Everything that happened next was a blur to Massie. It happened so quickly. Suddenly, Claire inched closer to Derrington and they slowly kissed. The imaged burned Massie's eyes, or maybe it was the tears that were dangerously close to coming. She got up and ran out of Pizza Palace, leaving a wad of cash on the table to pay for the half slice of pizza she ate. As she ran out the door, no one even bothered to say goodbye to her. No one even noticed her!

When Massie got home, she slammed her bedroom door and buried her face in her pillow. Her mascara was running down her face and at this point she didn't even care. My life is over! My social life has crashed and burned. She knew she was being dramatic, but she deserved to be.

Massie spent the rest of her evening pulling her pillow over her ears to block out the loud talking of "Clairington" She knew today was bad, but something inside her told her it was just the beginning…