Oh. Em. GEE! I've realized that picking pairings is my worst nightmare. First I had to choose Massington or Jassie, and that took me forever and a half, and NOW I have to choose Clam or Closh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh!

Anyways, that's only important for the next chapter, but this chapter is all about Massington and Alicia.

Review please!

xoxo, kristyn

Westchester, NY

The WHS Gym

Saturday, September 14

7:43 PM

Massie squeezed Derrick's hand as they emerged from the limo, naturally stopping traffic.

She automatically switched into "Red Carpet Mode," her and Claire's strategy for public events.

Filing and walking casually, flaunting her best features, and giving the occasional bystander a flirty wink, Massie led the way to the gym.

"Very sexy," Derrick whispered in her ear. "But when you winked at that kid you made me jealous."

Massie giggled, and she replied, "You have no reason to be jealous. That winking is just part of my job as being famous."

The gym had been decorated, as per usual. The theme seemed to be school colors, and navy and gold everything made Massie's head swim. The throbbing music made Massie's heels vibrate, and the flashing lights only added to the atmosphere.

"Let's dance," She purred, and she guided Derrick to the center of the floor. "But we're keeping it PG this time."

Derrick pouted, and he swatted a messy curl away from his intense brown eyes. "PG-13?" He asked hopefully.

"Fine," Massie relented.

As always, all eyes were on her, but like the true master that she was, she stayed focused on Derrick. Well, mostly focused on Derrick. A small, size-zero part of her mind anxiously awaited the King and Queen results; or more specifically, what she was going to reveal about Alicia.

Eventually, the music stopped, and the principal, a short, stocky, balding man came up to the microphone.

It crackled and squeaked in protest as he breathed heavily into it.

"May I have everybody's attention, please?" He said. Immediately, everybody stopped talking and stared up at him as if he was a Victoria's Secret model on a runway.

"Thank you. I have the results for this year's Junior Homecoming King and Queen, and I am ready to announce them," He said proudly, waving a gold envelope in his sweaty hand.

"This year's Junior Homecoming King is... Mr. Derrick Harrington!" He bellowed.

Derrick quickly kissed Massie and jumped up onto the stage, accepting the crown. He pumped his fists into the air and everyone cheered loudly.

"Alright, that's enough, Derrick," The principal said disapprovingly. "And this year's Queen is... Massie Block!"

Massie instantly felt like it was Christmas, even though she had been expecting this all along. She gracefully strode to the stage, loving all of the explosive applause she was getting.

She graciously accepted the gold crown, and then quickly asked the principal if she could say a few words. When he obliged, she nodded to Derrick, who distracted him and led him out of the gym.

"First of all, I'd like to say thank you to everyone at WHS. You all are ah-mazing!" She started.

"Well, almost all of you. I'd like you to bring your attention to Alicia Rivera... or should I say Alicia Rivers?" She continued deviously. A bright spotlight shone on Alicia, but not in a good, everyone-loves-you, winner-of-American-Idol way; it was more like she was on The Moment of Truth.

"Yes, Miss Rivers isn't exactly who you think she is. She's not really Spanish; her daddymade up that last name so her maternal grandmother would bless their marriage. And get this -- they're nawt actually from Barcelona, they're from Brooklyn," Massie revealed. The crowd gasped collectively, and immediately started buzzing.

"But that's not all," Massie announced. "Alicia here is a backstabbing, lying, Fannish bitch. She lied to my best friends, my boyfriend, the American public, People magazine, and all of you. I did nawt hook up with Josh Hotz when they were still an item, just so you all know. I only kissed Derrick last week, I didn't go near the bar. If any of you have read the new US Weekly by now, you should know this. The truth always gets out, doesn't it?"

By now, everybody was overwhelmed by these spilled secrets. Massie could barely hear herself, and she was using a microphone. Thank Gawd Derrick had sufficiently distracted the principal.

"And finally, your little Queen Wannabe and her 'perfect' body aren't so perfect after all. She's bulimic. Remember that time last year when she went to 'Spain' for a month? She was actually in the hospital, getting rehabbed and therapy. Unfortunately for her, it didn't work. Hey, she has to fit into those size-zero dresses, right? And it can't be easy when her bra is that filled. Believe it or not, those are really natural, unlike the rest of her!" Massie grinned slyly at Alicia, who was standing alone, frozen and unable to move, in the back of the room.

"Anyway, thank you so muchfor being a loyal friend, Alicia. I'm glad I could just repay the favor. This has been Massie Block for WHS, saying, I heart you!" Massie finished to a round of applause and cheers.

She slinked down the stairs and rejoined Derrick by the locker room doors.

"That was ah-mazing," Derrick said in a girly falsetto.

Massie giggled. "Ehmagawd, really?"

"Opposite of no!" Derrick jabbed.

Massie leaned in for a long kiss, but she was interrupted by a tear-stained, raven-haired girl.

"Massie, can I talk to you?" Alicia asked.

Massie smiled, fake sugary sweetness overflowing from her. "Of course."

To Derrick, she said, "This will only take a minute."

She led Alicia to the deserted girls' locker room, where she stopped in front of a mirror. "So talk."

"So are we even now?" Alicia said, tears pouring down her face and leaving a trail of inky black mascara. "We good?"

Massie whirled around to face her. "No, because nothing I do will ever equal what you've done to me."

Alicia wiped her eyes, a mess of dark black makeup coming off on her hand. "Look, I'm asking you to please stop! I'll end this if you will."

"You're just saying that because you lost today, and you know what? You're going to keep losing," Massie said, swiping a coat of lip gloss across her smirking lips. "You ruined my past, I ruin your future. Newton's Third Law of Motion; for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. And you're supposed to be smart?"

Alicia stood silently, unable to stop the flow of tears.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I have friends, a boyfriend, and a life to get back to, unlike you," Massie said, blase. She turned her back to Alicia and walked victoriously back to the gym, leaving Alicia crying alone in the locker room.

Yes, I got the Massie/Alicia conversation from the Gossip Girl TV show. (from Poison Ivy!) Next chapter: Claire, Cam, Kristen, Josh - two new couples, but who's with who? Guess you'll have to review to find out ;)