What Doesn't Kill You
A Clique Fan Fiction
Chapter 14
My loneliness is killing me
I must confess I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign-hit me baby one more time
(Oh baby, baby) How was I supposed to know?
(Oh pretty baby) I shouldn't have let you go
Massie Blockwalked into school the following day-Friday-wearing a short, blue and white pleated, plaid mini skirt with a white blouse, sleeves rolled up and tied at the belly button with black clunky, open toed heels. Her hair was in two, low braids and her make-up enhanced her natural beauty. All in all, she looked like Rachel Berry from the Brittney Spears episode of Glee. She didn't mind the looks she was getting. In fact, she basked in the glow of each and every one. She approached her locker, loving the attention, as Derrick Harrington approached her, slamming into the locker next to hers.
"Wear my jacket," He insisted, shoving his Tommahawks football sweatshirt at her. As if she'd wear something to identify her as his. She was single and she could enjoy it. And she would.
"Why?" She asked innocently, trying out the Bend and Snap from Legally Blonde as she got her science stuff from the bottom of her locker. "They're just looking," She said, turning around and closing her locker.
"They're personifying you!" He accused.
"Objectifying?" She corrected, raising an eyebrow. Had he gotten dumber or had she never realized his stupidity before?
"Whatever! I'm just saying...okay, I think that guy just broke up with his girlfriend so he could stare at you," He said, staring at Blake Jonas in shock as he walked away from an angry Allie Rose Singer, eyes focused on Massie's bare legs. Massie giggled. "It's not funny! You're going to start some sort of riot," He crossed his arms. Massie giggled, loving how angry he looked.
"Did you break up with Dylan to stare at me?" She teased.
"I was never back with Dylan!" He said.
"Didn't stop you from hooking up with her," She shook her head, not choosing to believe he was innocent and she was wrong.
"She kissed me! And then you came up before I could stop it." He said, eyes locked on her, but she refused to meet his gaze.
"Do me a favor?" Massie asked thoughtfully, changing the grip of her books to make the weight easier. "Go to the moon, and please just get lost," She smiled up at him as she walked away, hurrying to meet up with her friends.
"How can I get lost between the moon and New York? It's like, a hundred miles apart!" He called after her. Massie shook her head and allowed a grin at his stupidity. She wouldn't allow the laughter to be released though. That would have to wait until later, when she was alone so nobody would know that she thought Derrick Harrington's stupidity was adorable. She walked towards the science room and slid into her seat, smiling at Kristen and Alicia, who were already there, waiting for her.
"What's up with the get up?" Alicia asked, her frayed denim shorts and black Rodney Atkins concert tee were simple and countrified by the black cowboy boots and matching hat she wore. Her hair was in two messy pigtails and her smile was playful. "Are we trying to impress a Derrick?" She teased.
"I don't remember this being in the plan...I thought I was supposed to be the slut," Kristen gestured towards the leopard print, stretchy mini skirt she was wearing with a black slinky tank top cleavage bearing shirt with black open toe flats. "I mean, if I'm wrong, I don't mind because I got a stellar reaction from Kemp this morning and all but...still, I could appreciate knowing so I don't have to deal with the looks anymore," She said, standing up slightly to adjust the length of her skirt.
"Change of plans. I'm going to make Derrick want me more than he already does. And I'm not going to go back to him, because he doesn't deserve me. He kissed Dylan yesterday. I'm not going out with somebody who dumps his girlfriend for a chance with me and than makes out with his ex girlfriend the next day because I won't instantly hook up with him," Massie shook her head.
"But you want to," Alicia said.
"No," Massie lied.
"You so do," Kristen giggled.
"Maybe I just want a hook-up," Massie said quickly. "And I know exactly how to make Derrick jealous while getting it," She grinned at Connor Harrington, Derrick's older brother, and waved at him as he passed. She winked at him and slowly blew him a kiss, loving how he crashed into the teacher's desk, staring at her. "Be right back," She grinned at her friends and walked over to Connor.
"Hello Massie," He smiled.
"Hey Connor," She smiled, leaning against his desk, knowing he could see not only the red lacy bra she was wearing under the blouse, but her ample cleavage as well. "My mom's out of town for the weekend and I'm all alone," She pouted. "Wanna come over and...play?" She exagerated on the last word, leaning in closer to him.
"Yes!" He blurted. Massie knew Connor liked her-it had been going around the school since her return. She'd use it in her favor.
"Good...I'll hump you-I mean, see you-later," She winked, turning around and slowly walking away, purposely taking the long way back to her desk and smiling as she knocked his pen off his desk, bending over to pick it up, right in front of him. "Sorry," She said, handing it back to him.
"Come here," He grabbed her waist, pulling her close to him, right onto his lap, and kissing her. And he was a good kisser.
"Later," Massie winked, slowly pushing him away and walking away. Yeah, Dylan said Massie wasn't slutty enough for Derrick? She'd prove that she was sexy enough for both Harrington boys.