Massie stared at Derrick for a long moment. Derrick scratched the back of his ear, awkwardly. Massie felt like she should pick up her jaw off the ground so she cleared her throat.

"What are you doing here?" She asked in her stuffed up voice.

Derrick coughed into his fist and walked closer to her. "I thought you may want company."

Massie started to laugh but was cut off by a mouth full of coughs. "Sorry." Massie's cheeks turned red.

"It's cool," Derrick said walking on the edge of the balcony to take in the view.

"Don't you have a date with Olivia?" Massie asked as she walked up behind him.

"I guess, but it's not an actual date-date just a date." Derrick shrugged and Massie giggled.

"Then what's a date-date to you?" Massie asked as she leaned closer in to him.

"Uh," Derrick stuttered then he got closer to her. "What's it to you?"

Massie took a small step back and smirked. "Just curious, I mean aren't you blowing off your date with Olivia?"

"Does it even matter?" The blond boy asked

"Maybe," Massie shrugged and sneezed.

Derrick looked at her and tried not to smile. She was simply adorable.

"So why are you here?" Massie asked as she sat on a chair underneath her. Derrick sat on the seat next to her and the silence of the night took over.

Derrick thought to himself for a while. Why was he here? He was ready to leave and run into the elevator but something stopped him, something that told him to stay with her. He knew very well he couldn't go a night without seeing her. Now that she was sick how could he just leave?

"Derrick?" Massie asked in a small voice her blanket was now wrapped tightly around her thin body.

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for staying." She said to her blanket. Derrick stretched out his arm and held Massie's chin in his hand. Her eyes were huge with curiosity and maybe even fear. She looks so innocent Derrick thought. Seeing her like this was different from seeing her on the field. She was tough and strong and now she looked, absolutely vulnerable. That was when Derrick realized Massie wore a mask on the field. Or maybe she didn't. Derrick continued to hold her in his hand but she shook him off. Derrick scooted away from her and stood up. He looked into the night sky and sighed. Massie raised her eyebrow but stayed silent.

"Why are you afraid of me?" Derrick asked his back to her.

"What?" Massie asked surprised.

"Why are you afraid of me?" Derrick repeated.

"I'm not," Massie replied stiffly.

"Really?" Derrick said almost cocky.

"Why would you think that?" Massie tried not to sound to interested. Derrick looked back at her then turned away.

"Well," he started to say, "You just seem dead right now."

"Oh." Massie said quietly.

"So how'd you get into soccer?" Derrick asked, trying to lighten up the mood.

"I love it." Massie mused. "The running, the wind in your hair, it's the closest thing to flying when you think about it."

"True." Derrick agreed.

"I just love the competition," Massie smiled at him. The night light captured her face beautifully. Her amber eyes seemed to twinkle and Derrick grew fond of her perfect smile. They talked. About everything. Life, school, friends, Massie told Derrick that she is really afraid to lose, Derrick told Massie that losing was his worst fear, and they even told each other that they were actually intimidated by each other.

"Well, I am," Massie laughed and Derrick gave her a playful shove.

"You gotta be kidding me, Block." Derrick chuckled.

"I'm not." Massie smiled.

And right there, Derrick realized something… weird. He was falling for her.

XX

"How was your night?" Alicia asked the next morning while slicing her eggs Benedict. Massie was wearing a soft pink Cashmere sweater and a pair of True Religion Jeans. Her hair was down and the only make up she wore was shiny Mac lip gloss and her brown hair was down and glossy. She looked great.

"Good," Massie said quietly. She never told them about hers and Derrick's conversation which ended at two in the morning.

"Guess what?" Kristen shrieked.

"What?" Massie asked as she smothered some butter on her scone. Kristen's eyes shined brightly and it was almost as if her blond hair could dance along in joy.

"Guess," Kristen urged.

Dylan sighed as she took a bite of granola. "Okay uhm, your getting a tattoo on your ass."

Everyone snickered hard. Kristen's parents were too uptight to let her do something that rebellious.

"No," Kristen rolled her eyes and pushed back a piece of hair. "Okay, guess again! Oh, never mind, Dempsey and I are going on a date."

Kristen smiled at the table but the girls looked casual, Dylan continued to chew on her granola, Massie kept checking her phone, Alicia popped her fingers, and Claire folded her napkin into a swan.

"Well?" Kristen pressed. The four girls exchanged looks then sighed. "Well, so? I mean are you in love with him?" Dylan asked.

"HA!" Kristen laughed out loud and some kids turned to see what the noise was about. "Ew, no way," she continued.

"So it's a date with no romance or intimacy?" Alicia asked as she took a sip of her orange juice.

"I guess," Kristen shrugged.

"Kris that is not a big deal I mean, Dempsey goes on dates with a thousand girls but never gets into a relationship." Claire pointed out the obvious.

"True," Kristen said then lowered her voice. "But, it is the first date I've had since the whole ex boyfriend thing."

The girls all nodded, and remained silent about Kristen's whole ex boyfriend fiasco. The doors to the restaurant opened with a loud slam and the tomahawks filed in two straight lines. Not that they were suppose to, they just wanted to. Massie stared down at her plates as Olivia and Derrick were the first two people in line. As he passed by, Massie could feel the electric current run through her spine. She hoped her friends couldn't tell but it didn't matter because they were busy staring at the tomahawks as if they were celebrities down the red carpet.

"Ew, Olivia Ryan is such a whore." Alicia snarled as she poked her grapefruit.

"I know," Dylan agreed, as the tomahawks went to their tables. "Like, last night she was such a slut in that mini dress."

"Do you think her and Kemp Hurly really did it?" Kristen asked.

"Who knows," Claire shrugged.

"Well word has it she was supposed to go to the beach with Derrick but he didn't board on the bus." Alicia laughed to herself.

"He probably bailed out on her," Claire said in a low whisper as if they could hear every word they were saying.

"Wonder why," Dylan asked then turned to Massie. "Did you see him stay back at the hotel?"

"Err, no." Massie shook her head and lied.

"I bet he has a thing for that Skye girl," Kristen suggested as she ate her blueberry muffin.

"No way, Olivia is the prettiest tomahawk as sad as that sounds." Claire said and the girls all agreed.

"Well, maybe Derrick doesn't go for slutty girls." Dylan offered.

"Eh, he's the captain, freakishly gorgeous, and has delicious abs." Alicia mused. "He can have anyone and his type of guy usually goes for Olivia's type."

"Well maybe there's much more to him than we think," Kristen said with happy eyes.

"Maybe," Alicia agreed, "what do you think Mass?"

"I think we should stop talking and get our butts out to the vans so we can get to practice." Massie said abruptly and got off her chair.

"The Captain is back," Claire laughed and the girls hurried to finish their low calorie breakfast.

Massie grabbed her gym bag out to the hotel lobby and checked her phone for the time it was nearly eight thirty yet, she was the only one ready to leave. Massie sighed and decided to change in the hotel's ladies' room. Massie walked over to the restroom and into a stall. She quickly changed her outfit and put on her Juicy Couture shorts and a BCBG t-shirt. She slipped on her socks and laced up her Nikes as she opened the door to the stall, she stared at herself in the mirror. She quickly pulled out her Coach make up bag and started tracing her eyes with eyeliner and brushing mascara on her lashes. She thought she might as well look good for Derrick today.

Not that she liked him.

Massie pulled her hair into a side ponytail. Derrick Harrington eat your heart out, she thought to herself.

XX

On the field, whistles were being blown and soccer balls flew everywhere. Derrick quickly started warming up with Cam and Josh. The boys were silent for awhile as the field started filling up with people.

"So that was some night," Cam mumbled.

"Yeah," Josh agreed, "so where were you exactly?" He asked Derrick.

Derrick looked up at him. "I stayed back I just wasn't up for it."

"And, Olivia sure missed you," Cam rolled his eyes.

"She fooled around with Kemp you know." Josh chuckled to himself then he and Cam shared a high five.

"Really?" Derrick sounded interested not angry like the guys expected him to be.

"Yeah, man she got real wild." Cam reported.

"How so?" Derrick asked, as his eyes wandered off to a particular amber eyed brunette.

"I had no idea how wild punch could be, but she kept downing it, as if it was beer." Josh shook his head.

"Was it spiked or something?" Derrick asked his eyes still following Massie. Every now and then she could glance back at him. But once she met his eyes Derrick would stare at the grass.

Fortunately, Josh was oblivious to the connectivity between the two because he was still ranting on about Olivia. But However, Cam was watching Derrick carefully. Derrick looked back at him because Cam knew. Derrick had it bad for Massie.

Sorry for the hiatus guys, but I haven't been on the online world for a while. Things have been so weird for me lately.

Anyway Kai!! (If your still reading this story) sorry I haven't been in contact! Super busy with finals. Sigh. Miss you, though. Lol.

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Thanks for reading!