So sorry for not updating sooner. I have a lot of stuff going on right now especially with the end of the school year and all coming soon. Well not really. It's April you get it. Literally all of the motivation for me to do anything has left me. But without further a do here is the chappie seven! (:

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That's it bye friends.


Massie

She came back to school that following Monday with her head held up high and in a electric blue mini skirt topped with black wedge heels and a black blazer.

When she had arrived everybody started whispering and gossiping to each other. Had her entrance really caused all of this? She supposed that this was a good thing for her "popularity" but even Massie didn't know if she had that still now.

Derrick had everything and behind him was his soccer boys and silly Katie Vernon. Massie couldn't care about that anymore however. Maybe this entire game with Derrick was a mistake.

What was it all about anyways? Popularity? Massie lost all of that to Derrick and his wannabe alpha booty call, Katie.

Alpha position? Derrick made it clear to Massie that he didn't care about that, but he still had it and that's what pissed her off.

Love?

No. Not love. There was no love between Derrick and Massie, not anymore at least.

They were in seventh and somewhat eight grade when they still had feelings for each other. Now, there was nothing. It was all bare.

Massie walked into first period history class with Alicia on her right side. Alicia was looking rather pretty herself with her tan Ralph Lauren jeans, a crimson red shirt with a dark mossy green blazer on top. She wore red Coach wedges.

When the girls walked into the brightly lit classroom, Massie felt all eyes on her. Every single one..except for Derrick's.

"Ms. Block," Mr Burner said in the most "stern" voice that he could possibly muster. The man was hobbit size and didn't pose as any threat to Massie what-so-ever.

"Mr. Burner," Massie greeted him with a fake kindness in her voice.

Alicia had already taken her seat.

"You've been gone for so many days," he droned. "What is this all about?"

Massie looked nervously at the crowd of kids starting at her, Derrick, this time was included. He gave her a questioning look yet he already knew. The nerve of him.

"I-I've been sick you see."

"Have you? I heard there's a flu going around."

"Personally I think it's the awful company," Massie stole a glance at Derrick and a nervous one of that, yet she couldn't help as the sharp words escaped her mouth.

Derrick glared at her but kept his mouth formed in a hardened thin line.

He was angry with her again but this wasn't different from before. What else was new?

"Take your seat please and we'll talk about make up work at the end of class," Mr. Burner beckoned to her seat next to Alicia.

Massie sat down and shared an encouraging smile with her best friend. This would be a long class period.

"Now," Mr. Burner spoke as he stood in the front of the brightly decorated room. "We're going back a couple of thousands of years to the Trojan War!" he grinned and laughed oddly. He was always embarrassing himself it seemed.

When he heard no applause or a hoot or a holler he continued on.

"Now I know what you're all thinking...why talk about the French and Indian War then suddenly go back to the Trojan War back in Greece? Well I don't know honestly I'm just the teacher and my boss tells me to do these things."

This time the class laughed but Massie was silent. So was Derrick and his table.

"Anyways...to start this lesson off you must know that this as based off of Greek literature, the Illiad."

"Then why the hell aren't we learning this in English?" Derrick snapped, interrupted Mr. Burner's little Greek unit intro speech.

"Mr. Harrington watch your tongue!" Mr. Burner raged.

"No. I just don't get why we're learning this. There's no point on wasting your time on something you know that is very pointless."

Derrick looked at Massie when he said those words and she felt a sharp tug at her heart. Had he really hated her that much?

"Mr. Harrington the Trojan War may or may not be real but we must learn these things. Now I do agree that this is more of an English lesson but still the lesson remains."

"I think it's shit."

"Detention!" Burner yelled as he pointed Derrick the way out the door.

As if he had to do that. Derrick knew the way.

He bolted out of his seat and out of the door with out even a single glance at Massie let alone his own friends.

"Serves him right," Alicia huffed.

"Ms. Rivera would you like to follow him?"

"No," Alicia began, "but he's a fool don't you think? A total idiot."

"Ms. Rivera..."

"Fine! I'll go too!" Alicia grabbed her purse and headed out the door.

"No! I didn't mean to..."

It was too late, Alicia was out the door and Massie couldn't believe her eyes. What in the world was going on? First Derrick and now Alicia and the period had barely even begun.

Mr. Burner sighed.

"Would anyone else like to join them?"

Nobody even stirred but Massie could see a yearning look in Josh's eyes as he stared out of the door that Alicia just left out of. What could he be thinking, Massie wondered...

"No? Good. On to the lesson then. Now, Achilles..."

Alicia

The whole interruption in Burner's first period class was just a excuse so Alicia could leave and get away from Josh's prying eyes.

She could basically see him staring her down and taking her clothes off with his eyes. Who did he think he was? Alicia would not fall back so easily.

Her thoughts were interrupted however when she bumped into a very hard masculine chest.

"Sorry Leesh."

Alicia looked up to the brown dog like eyes of Derrick Harrington, who was coming out of the principals office looking very angry.

It was funny how after all of these years that this would be the first words Derrick Harrington would speak to her.

"I-it's fine," Alicia spoke quickly, obviously flustered. "I wasn't watching where I was going anyways so..."

"Yeah," Derrick scratched his head. "About that, look I'm sorry."

"About what?"

"Everything that's happened these last few years you know? It's just all crazy."

Alicia gave him a dumb look. "Uh, hello Derrick shouldn't you be apologizing to Massie?"

A passive look overcame Derrick's face.

"Why would I do that?"

"Well considering your past and all."

"Then what about your past with Josh?" he spat.

"That's none of your business," Alicia went tense. How dare he even speak to her about Josh? The soccer boy's don't speak to them for what...like two years and now they're just trying to apologize? Well maybe not all of them but at least Derrick was. Even so, apology not accepted!

"Well Massie isn't any of your business!" Derrick snapped. He looked so angry that Alicia was almost scared that he'd punch her.

Almost.

"Just admit that you still have feelings for Mass, Der."

"I won't because I don't. Massie is nothing more than a vindictive bitch, and I feel nothing for her."

Ouch.

"Well I feel nothing for Josh!"

"Good!"

"Great!"

Then it happen.

Derrick Harrington's lips were on hers and for some reason she just couldn't pull away.