8:41

Oh-livia's Party

October 13th

"Uh. No." Derrick said almost to quickly.

"Sure." Olivia said with a smirk, still holding the martini glass, swirling imaginary contents.

"I have a girlfriend Ollie." Derrick said with a sigh.

"You know you're the only one who calls me Ollie right?" Olivia said while biting her lip, tasting a bit of her lipgloss.

"No. I did not know that." Derrick replied shortly, quickly tiring of this.

"Look. Oll-Olivia. Massie knows about what happened with us, and I don't think she'd want us even talking to each other."

Rolling her eyes, Olivia glared at Massie, who's hair glittered purple and blue under the different colored lights.

"No one ever has to know." She whispered in his ear seductively, taking care to see that Massie watching. Massie's eyes caught Derrick's and she looked between the two before sending a smirk to the pair and walking to the dance floor.

Grabbing the hand of a random BOCD guy, she started moving her hips against him to the beat of Live Your Life, letting this random stranger grab hold of her hips and move them in the direction he saw fit. "What is she doing?" Derrick whispered to himself as he watched the girl he was supposed to be in love with, practically have sex with this guy on the dance floor. Turning to Olivia, who still stood there in silent contemplation, he grabbed her rosy cheeks and pushed his lips against hers. Breaking the kiss after a total of 6.34 seconds, Derrick turned, to smirk at Massie, who he expected to retaliate, but instead, stared on in awe and the tears in her eyes could be seen from across the room. Turning on her gold flats, she stalked off to a nearby bathroom, and locked herself in.

That small click had been heard by no one, but to Massie, who sat in a crumpled ball on the floor, it spoke volumes. Sure, she had started the dangerous, malicious game of jealousy, but the fact that he'd kissed Olivia, hurt her more than anyone could possibly fathom. Pulling out her iPhone, Massie quickly texted "911. Bathroom. ASAP." to everyone in the PC, and a few minutes later, she could hear a soft knock at the door.

"Mass?" The melodic voice belonged to Alicia, who whispered delicately.

Sniffling, Massie scooted over to the door, and unlocked it, waiting for her reinforcements to come in. Soon, the bathroom contained her inner circle, each ready to comfort their best friend. "What happened?" Jenna asked first, bending down to wrap her toned arms around Massie.

"Derrick kissed Olivia." She blurted quickly.

"Are you fricking serious? I'm going to kill him and his family." Jenna said in a forceful tone, slightly scaring the girls that surrounded her.

"His family, Jen?" Alicia asked, with a small smirk. "Well, yes." Jenna said in complete seriousness.

"Okay." Dylan said before bending down to take a tissue and mascara wand to Massie's blotchy eyes. Setting her turquoise Prada tote on the marble floor, she fished for her liquid eyeliner.

"Look up." she instructed while Alicia pulled a Fredric Fekkai brush through her tresses. Swiping the wand under her bottom lashes, she then moved to her lips, reapplying some of her Shu Uemera lipgloss.

"All done." she said as she applied the last coat.

"I'm going to kick her ass." Massie said whilst glaring at the door. The PC froze and tried to weigh the seriousness of Massie's threat. Before anyone could stop, or egg her on, Massie walked out of the spacious bathroom, and down the hallway, where she could see Olivia's platinum blonde hair, shimmering in the strobe lighting. The very sight of her boiled Massie's blood to the point where she thought that everything around her glowed red. Alicia ran out behind her, wanting to see if her friend would actually do something that drastic. Dylan, Claire, Kristen and Jenna ran too, the same thought crossing their minds.

Taking care to walk quickly, as to outrun the PC, Massie kept a steady pace until she stood in front of the ditsy blonde who had seen her approaching a few moments prior. "Can I help you?" Olivia said in a mocking tone, rolling her eyes for all to see.

"Yes. Bitch. Tell me why I caught you kissing on MY boyfriend." Rolling her eyes for a second time, Olivia pushed her hand into Massie's face, Olivia turned around, attempting to ignore the brunette by talking to Sage.

"Thats it." Massie hissed.

"BITCH!" Massie yelled before taking a clump of Olivia's hair into her small fist and yanking as hard as she could.

"Oww." Olivia yelped before trying to swing back at Massie's face. Grabbing her arm and twisting it, Massie forced Olivia to the ground, on her stomach, and sat on her back, still twisting her arm.

By this time, everyone at the party was staring and they had formed a small circle around the two girls. The words "Fight", "Kick her ass" and "Ohmegawd", could be heard throughout the crowd.

"BITCH!" Massie yelled at the girl beneath her, smashing her face on the tiled dance floor. "Don't you EVER" Bam. "TOUCH." Bam. "MY." Bam. "BOYFRIEND." Bam. Bam. "EVER! AGAIN!" Smash. Crack. "Oww." Olivia cried from her helpless position, attempting to hold her bleeding nose with her free arm.

"Shut up slut." Massie spat before getting up and walking away unscathed, parting the crowd like the red sea. Everyone stared at her expensively-clothed back in awe, no one moving, not even to assist Olivia who was currently holding her nose and wailing loudly.

Once outside, Massie collapsed onto the steps in front of Olivia's house, waiting for the PC to catch up. A few moments later, Alicia's hushed orders could be made out. "Hey Mass." she said in a comforting tone.

"Did you call Isaac?" Massie asked, taking her Prada fringe tote from Claire's wrist.

"Yea." Dylan said, handing Massie her iPhone.

``A few minutes later

Massie's familiar Range Rover could be seen coming up the driveway, and each girl was eager to run in. They'd been hiding in bushes in the yard to avoid questioning by nosy partygoers. Now seated in the Range Rover, things could be discussed, and everything sorted out.

"So..." Claire said first, attempting to break the ice.

"Yea. I didn't think you were serious when you said you were going to kick her ass." Jenna said with a hint of a smirk playing on her features.

"Um. Yea. Me either." Dylan added, fishing her lipgloss out of her turquoise Prada tote.

"I surprise myself." Massie said, a hint of a smile on her face.

"I don't want to go home. " she groaned, leaning her head on the seat.

"We could go to my house." Dylan chimed in, before rescinding the offer, realizing that her mother's return to their home would more than cause annoyance.

"How bout Cam's?" Claire offered while she crossed her legs.

"Um. No. Derrick might be there." Massie said quickly, grabbing a Dasani water from the snack tray.

"He won't." Claire said, staring into Massie's amber eyes. "Cam knows about what happened at the party, and I don't think he would put you through that."

Taking a swig from the bottle, Massie pondered. "No."

Claire rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulders.

"Lets just go to my house." Massie resolved, rubbing her temples with her index fingers.

Pulling up to the Block estate, the girls took special care to be stealthy and not disturb Kendra, wherever she was lurking. Hurrying to the iPad, the girls made it there in record time, Dylan immediately plopping on Massie's bed.

"I'm beat." She said with a sigh, her brilliant red hair fanning out over the white down comforter.

"Me two." Massie added, disappearing into her bathroom, only to come out in a pair of turquoise aerie boxers, a turquoise thermal and gray waffle leggings.

"Okay. So. We need to debrief." Massie said in a official tone, tucking her faded purple streak behind her ear.

"But first, into pajamas, all of you, and I'm going to get us some iced coffee. This will be a LONG night." Everyone dispersed into separate corners and Massie rushed downstairs to bring the iced Starbucks drinks to the girls. On her return she found the girls in a semi-circle on her bed, looking as if they were ready to work.

"Okay. You guys saw the fight, and you know that it is not me. We need to do some major image rehabilitation. Well I do. So for starters. I need Leesh to send out "anonymous texts", deflecting attention from the fight. Make up something about Liv, preferably that she's pregnant." Sipping her iced Starbucks, she turned her amber orbs to Jenna."Jen, I want you to do as much socializing as you possibly can, and end the rumors circulating." Cutting her eyes to Claire, Massie pursed her crystal glossed lips. "Do some damage control with your bf, and tell him to have Derrick meet me in the hallway, Monday morning, 8:00 sharp."

"And Dylan and Kristen, I want you guys to assist with damage control." Re-tucking the purple strand, Massie surveyed the serious faces of the PC and she kept up her stern appearance. "Those girls have nothing on us." She said with a smirk, secure in her plans.

7:59

Hallway

October 15th

Massie stood under the staircase and she could feel her body shaking in her suede brown boots. Checking her iPhone, she realized that in 30 seconds, give or take, she would be speaking with him. And that idea scared her shitless. There were so many unresolved things and she had no idea if he would break up with her, or if it would be the other way around. Fidgeting with her flowy white blouse, Massie waited anxiously, reapplying her Cherry Cola lipgloss in the reflective glass of her iPhone.

"Hey." Derrick said suddenly, startling Massie. "Um. Hey." Massie replied, shoving her lipgloss and iPhone in her graphic tote. "You wanted to see me?" Derrick asked in a clueless manner. "Yea. I did."

"So..What did you want?" he asked, his eyes betraying his annoyance level. "What do you mean what do I want? You fucking kiss Oh-livia and you ask me what I want?" Massie said incredulously, giving him a look.

"You danced with that guy!" Derrick defended weakly.

"So. What. It was a dance. Thats it. It's not like I made out with the girl I had sex with, in FRONT of my girlfriend."

"It was just a kiss."

"How can you say that to me?" Massie asked, her voice cracking in mid-sentence. "It was just a kiss! It will never be just a kiss."

"I have soccer practice." Derrick replied in a bored tone.

"Go then. Don't expect me to wait for you or anything like that. If we break up again, I'm done. This is not a movie, and I can only take so much shit Der. I love you, but sometimes, love isn't enough." Massie's eyes brimmed with tears and she turned away from the boy in front of her, leaning against the wall for support.

"Mass." Derrick whispered to Massie's back, grabbing her waist from behind and pulling her to him. "I'm sorry. I want to make it up to you, its just you are so fucking confusing Block. One day you're this, the next day that. It's why in 7th grade I called you immature and its why today, I'm telling you I love you." Turning around, Massie mustered a weak smile. "I love you too."

"Good. And. I must say Ms. Block, you are pretty damn sexy when you're mad."