CHAPTER 8: Spectacular!

Kristen was watching the Specaluar Movie Special on Nickolodean, while scratching a purring Beckham on her lap. She was not an avid watcher of Nickolodean, but she had an affliction for FRED that some might call unusual. What girl could help herself; Fred was cute, adorable and funny all rolled up into an amazing character. To say that Kristen was hooked to his videos would be an understatement.

Needless to say, if Fred was going to guest star on iCarly, Kristen would be there to watch it.

Now in her hand-me-down sillk pajama bottoms from Alicia and official Fred T-shirt from Hot Topic, Kristen was reday to immerse herself in Fred and all of his wonder.

Kristen was laughing at one of his videos when she heard a knock at her door.

"Coming!" She called sliding down her front hallway in her super slippery socks. Unfornately, they were too slippery and she launched herself into the door.

"Are you alright in there?" A conserned male voice called from the hallway. Cam.

"Owww. . . Yeah. Hold on. Kristen reached for the door holding her heard.

"Hello there." Cam smiled and offered her, his hand.

"Thanks." Kristen brushed off her pants, suddenly became very self-consicious. Cam smiled but she could tell he was uncomfortable, too.

"So how's a . . . . your cat . . . Becky?" Cam asked finally breaking the silence.

"Beckham. He's . . . fine . . ." Kristen pretended to pick a piece of lint off her shirt. "What would Massie say in a situation like this?" she thought. "Uh . . . do you wanna come in?"

"Listen Kristen. I came to apologize. I shouldn't have-"

"Cam, stop." Kristen cut him off. Was he really about to apologize for all that had happened? "Don't apologize." She cautiously took another step towards him, and Cam just stood there looking stunned.

"I know that you love Claire, but its possible to love more than one person at once Cam. Trust me." A note of sadness crept into her voice. She remembered how her relationship with Dune had ended exactly because of that. She loved Dune with some part of her, but another part loved Dempsey. She had then broken up with Dune, leaving herself without a boyfriend and Dune with a broken heart. She had convinced herself that a point in time would come where neither Massie nor Layne liked him, and she would swoop in and take the prize.

She had waited and waited and waited, without any results. Dempsey still didn't show any preference, and Massie and Layne still implied that they had claims on him. And as she waited, she began to develop feelings for someone else: Cam.

"I know it is Kristen. Because..." He hesitated for a moment before proceeding, "I am right now." He reached for her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "But I don't want Claire to get hurt because I'm being selfish."

Kristen sighed and held on tighter to his hand. "But if you love both of us, how do you know you're making the right choice?"

"I don't. But I hope for the best. I've been with Claire for a long time now, and we definately have something special."

Suddenly, an idea came to Kristen's head. It was devious, terrible, and a total shot in the dark. But she decided to mention it anyway.

"You know, Claire is doing that movie, and she has to get in character for the semester..."

"I know. And its really hard for her, but I'm trying to be supportive,"

"Yeah, and it must be hard on you too..."

"Maybe, but I'm more worried about her-"

"Well, if we... hooked up for a little while... she would never know. And then when it was time for her to take off the blindfold, you could decide who you really wanted to be with."

He looked slightly confused, but even more than that he looked hopeful. "Well, she would never be able to find out..." Kristen couldn't believe he was considering it. It was better than her wildest dreams. "But are you sure that you would be willing to live with that? I mean, I'm pretty sure that at the end of this, if I did choose you, the two of you will most likely never be friends again."

Kristen nodded slowly. She could live with that. She would have one of her dream men. And maybe, just maybe, jealousy would enable her to get the other.

She smiled, thinking about what Massie had told her about an hour ago over the phone, what she said she had said to the rest of the PC when she wasn't there.

By the end of the semester, Cam would most definately choose her. She stood up on her tiptoes and reached her arms up to lock them around his neck before beginning to kiss him passionately.

***

Massie hung up her phone, writing the date and time of the party on her personal planner. It was tomorrow night at some big-time mansion, and it started at eight. It was her first party, and she planned on bringing a few members of the Pretty Committee with her. Not Claire, because she couldn't do anything. And not Dylan, because she would be all depressed in the corner. At this point, Kristen and Alicia would be her only companions. She knew Alicia would bring Josh, which wouldn't be a problem, but she also wanted Kriten to have a date so that Massie would be the target of all the hot single guys.

She already had her first party outift planned out, and she was ridiculously excited for all the excitement that lay ahead of her tomorrow night. Kristen and Alicia's numbers quickly popped up on her text message screen, and within the next fifteen minutes they were cleared to go to the party tomorrow night.

Massie shivered with a rush of adrenaline. Tomorrow would be the make or break of her high school career. She would have to put it all out there, and hope for the best. The word 'yes' would be her best friend tomorrow. She prayed that Dempsey would be there, because she had no doubt tomorrow would be her 'first'. She just didn't yet know who with.