Sorry it's super short. Thankfully I can update now that I got a new laptop :)
North Briarwood Academy
Main Lawn
Wednesday, October 2nd
7:50 A.M.
"How long do you think it will take them to clean that stuff off?" Olivia giggled, annoyingly and loudly chewing on her gum and playing with a strand of her white blonde hair.
"Hopefully all day…" Alicia smirked proudly watching Massie, Claire, and Kristen stomp across the main lawn to one of the back entrances, "I had to carve eight pumpkins."
All she wanted was for this day to be better. It was bad enough to go to a shity school, but to the same shity school as Massie Block? Alicia had spent the last week trying to convince her parents to send her to a boarding school in Europe (preferably Spain), any other private school in Westchester County, or even home school her. But her parents made it clear, she had to go to North Briarwood Academy or else she would be put in ADD… and North Briarwood was defiantly better than public school!
"You had to?" Dylan rolled her eyes, "You probably had the housekeeper do it."
Alicia felt her fists automatically clench and her jaw tighten, ready to bitch Dylan out-
"Had the housekeeper do what?" Derrick's voice came from behind her, followed by two 'Yea's'.
"Gut pumpkins so Alicia could-" Dylan started.
"-do that!" Olivia pointed to the three girls finally just about to enter the outdoor entrance of the locker rooms.
"Nice!" Cam and Dune highfived Alicia, finally making her day feel slightly better. But the look on Derrick's face just brought her day back to crappy.
"What?" Alicia asked, growing increasingly irritated with his behavior in the last two weeks.
"Don't you think that's a little immature?" Derrick glared down at her and stuffed his hands into the pockets of his Diesel jeans, the same thing he always does whenever he's pissed but is trying to be subtle about it.
"Um, no! They deserve it!" Alicia placed a freshly manicured hand on her hip, having no problem with showing that she was angry, "Why are you taking their side? You hate them too!"
"Seriously dude!" Dune punched him in the shoulder, trying to tell him that Alicia had a point.
"Just because I hate them, doesn't mean I have to be a little bitch." Derrick sneered before turning around and starting to walk in the opposite direction.
Alicia's mouth was wide open. How could he?
"Ehmagawd." Olivia and Dylan gasped as they both looked from Derrick's figure getting smaller and smaller.
Cam and Dune stood there, not knowing if they should go after him.
"Well at least I'm nawt the one acting like I have a small dick!" She shouted after him, not fully thinking it over…
Derrick finally stopped walking towards the main entrance and looked back at her with a confused look on his face before chuckling and started walking again.
Other people who had overheard started laughing too, even Olivia, Dylan, Cam, and Dune.
"So you have a big dick?" Cam snickered, Dune doubled over in hysterics.
"NO!" Alicia screamed, knowing that her cheeks had just turned bright red, and it defiantly wasn't because it was an extra cold October morning…
North Briarwood Academy
D Wing
Wednesday, October 2nd
8:13 A.M.
Massie and Claire ran down the hall as fast as they could in Jimmy Choos. If they didn't make it to AP Physics in two more minutes, they would be counted absent and sent to Principal Burns and Dean Don's office. But it wasn't their fault that Slut-icia ordered Derrick and his two mindless followers to cover them in pumpkin guts. Thankfully, they kept backup cloths in Kristen's gym locker, just in case.
They stopped at A-12 and Massie turned the cold metal knob of the door. Everyone already was already in their new seats, and starring at the two, never looking away as their Physics teacher, Mr. Emerson, acknowledged them.
"Ah, Miss Block, Miss Lyons!" Mr. Emerson picked up a piece of paper and scanned it before looking back to them, "Block, you are in the back next to Derrick and Cameron, and Ly-"
"His name is Cam." Dune said from the middle of the second row.
"Ok." Emerson rolled his eyes, "You're next to Derrick and Cam. Claire, you're next to Cam and Josh."
Massie groaned and walked to the farthest back high and long lab counter, feeling Derrick's eyes on her as she hopped onto the tall seat and clammed her book down on the countertop, hearing another slam come from two seats over in Claire's new spot.
"Is there a problem ladies?" Mr. Emerson sighed.
"Yeah, our school has been flooded with psychotic arsonists!" Massie said, not caring if everyone from South Briarwood gasped and turned around to glare at her, it was their fault they were here anyway.
Claire reached around Cam to highfive her, ignoring the death glare from Cam's cold and weird different colored eyes.
"YEAH!" half of the class yelled, followed by screams coming from South Briarwood students telling the others to shut up.
"Miss Block, do I need to remind you that if you get one more warning I have to give you a detention?" Emerson shouted over the arguing voices, but Massie just pretended not to have heard.
"We don't want to be here any more than you want us to be." Derrick said bitterly, everyone from South Briarwood shouted support although Massie completely blocked out what they said.
"Then leave!" Claire shouted over the other voices in the room.
"That's enough!" Mr. Emerson wailed, his entire face turning the color of a deep sunburn.
Everyone stopped mid-sentence and looked at the normally calm teacher with wide eyes, not sure of what he would do next.
"Since Massie and Derrick seem to be the ring leaders of this little show, they'll be the ones taking responsibility…" He babbled, "Both of you, detention after school."
North Briarwood Academy
Café
Wednesday, October 2nd
3:02 P.M.
"I can't believe you got me detention!" Massie dropped her mop onto the floor, refusing to clean the disgusting floors of the café for another forty-three minutes in silence with the absolute last person she wanted to be with.
"You're the one who started it!" Derrick rolled his puppy-dog brown eyes and stopped moping so he could check his phone, "You always start it!"
"I do nawt!" Massie insisted like a spoiled five year old.
"Oh, sorry, you're right, you don't always start everything…" He smirked evilly, "you're dad does!"
"Leave my dad out of this!" she stomped her foot, not realizing that she was standing in a slippery puddle.
The next thing she knew, she was rocking back and fourth on her heals with her arms wide open, trying to stop herself from falling, but thanks to Jimmy Choo, she ended up falling onto the floor, her butt hitting the floor.
Derrick reached down to her with his free hand, without a rude remark or even a laugh.
She grabbed his hand although she pulled him off his balance on the slick floor, bringing him down onto his stomach next to her although she hadn't meant to.
"I'm soooo sorry!" She cried, almost fearing that he would be angry, but instead, he rolled over and sat in the same position she was.
"It's fine." He surprisingly chuckled.
"Oh, here's your phone." Massie plucked the iphone off of the wet floor on the other side of her, taking a peak before handing it to him…
Alicia: what was ur problem this morning?
"Trouble in paradise?" She asked.
Derrick took the phone and shoved them into his jeans, "I'd hardly call any relationship with her 'paradise'."
He got off the floor and offered his hand, only this time he managed to keep his balance as he pulled her up.
"What would you call it then?" Massie asked, picking up both of their mops and handing him one.
"Hell." He sighed, mopping next to one of the folded lunch tables.
Massie retreated over to the area near the windows, not knowing what to say next. She didn't even have a clue of why he wasn't saying what a stuck up brat she was. One minute they're arguing as if they're about to kill each other, the next he acts as if they're just two people who know each other in detention.
"Derrick." She called over to him.
"What?" He asked without looking up.
"Why did you beat up Landon that one night?" She asked, not knowing why she asked, only knowing that she had to know.
"Because he's Landon." He said like it was obvious.
"Oh." She murmured, returning back to her work.
A dead silence followed, the only sounds came from their mops moving across the floor, as time seemed to move extra slow.
"Hey, I'm sorry about what I said about your dad…" He said over his shoulder.
Massie knew it must have been hard for Derrick to say it, and even though she had no idea why he said it, she knew it wasn't Derrick's fault for bringing it up. If Derrick's dad had put Massie's family through the same thing hers did to his family, she would hold it against him for the rest of his life.
"I'm sorry about what he did…"
-Hm, what did Massie's dad do?
-Next chapter is A LOT longer, i just have to edit it.
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