Massie Block stood at the edge of Westchester's Country Club tennis courts tapping her Prada clad foot. Her father was late once again and Massie couldn't stand tardiness. It made her feel less important like he had better things to do then hang out with his own daughter. She should have been used to this by now.

Her father hadn't always been that way. Back when Massie was ten her father was an average guy. Got up to go to work, made her breakfast before school, packed her lunch, and then saw her at dinner. But that was before her father had made it big. Before he was promoted to the CEO of his company and started making a 7 figure salary.

It wasn't that Massie was ungrateful for her sudden wealth but she still yearned for those days before her dad became a big shot, her mom left them, and Massie's friends started to use her. The days when Massie was his entire world. His everything. Ever since that day nothing had ever been the same.

Massie tugged at the edge of her white tennis skirt contemplating on whether or not to wait another ten minutes for her father. He was already a good hour late. She would have chosen the tennis courts they had at their house but they were under construction.

Angry tears tickled the corners of her eyes. She hated the way things had turned out. She missed her old life desperately but there was nothing she could do about it. The father she knew was long gone.

"Hey! Is your guest coming soon? Because we'll need the court for the other guests."

Massie whirled around to see who would dare speak to her when she was on the verge of a meltdown but instantly soften when she got a look at him. He had dark shaggy brown hair and two different colored eyes. One was blue and one was green. Massie's two favorite eye color's on a guy. He was also wearing a white uniform that had WCC etched into the shirt. So he definitely worked there.

In all of her sixteen years Massie had never seen a boy so beautiful.

"Sorry!" Massie called to him. "He's running a little bit late."

The boy smiled and picked up some towels that had fallen off the bench. "Well if he's going to be this late then I say that he isn't worth waiting around for."

Massie sighed. The boy had a point. Her father probably wouldn't show at all. He had probably forgotten that they were supposed to play today.

"I guess you're right," Massie said as she walked off the court and grabbed her new Kate Spade tote. "Sorry if I overstayed my time."

The country club only had so many tennis courts so they had time slots for people who wanted to play and it usually took days before a slot time opened up and Massie had been overjoyed at the fact that she had found one but her unreliable father had failed to show.

Massie was on her way towards the locker room that led to the dining room they had when the boy called out to her. "Hey you okay? You look a little…tense."

Massie could tell that he was trying to help her and the fact that he used tense instead of calling her a malicious bitch made her feel better. She had been called that once or twice around school when it came to sports. She could get pretty competitive.

And everyone knew who she was. Everyone knew her name but this boy didn't seem know at all. She'd been called many things in the press and many things at school.

"Nah I'm fine," Massie replied and turned to face him. The sun was shining down on the back of his head and it made his whole face glow. It was like looking into the eyes of an angel. "My father's a busy man so I guess he had better things to do."

Or he was pretending that he had better things to do. Massie had caught him more than once staying at home for the day sleeping off a hangover or just lounging out by their pool. It didn't seem that he was real busy to her and he was always in a 'meeting'. Whatever that meant.

"If I had a daughter who was as pretty as you I definitely wouldn't stand her up," he said shyly as if Massie would call him out on his attempt to flirt but she wasn't a bitch like everyone thought she was.

Massie smiled which she knew was dazzling thanks to her dentist who told her that her teeth were so perfect that she didn't need any braces. The boy smiled back and held out his hand. "Cam Fisher, working man."

Massie laughed and shook his hand. "Massie Block." She didn't have anything to really define her like Cam did. She could tell that Cam had caught onto this but didn't say anything and she was definitely grateful.

Her cell suddenly rang out and Eminem's 'Not Afraid' filled the silence. Massie dug down into her bag and answered without looking at the caller id.

"Hello?"

"Hey, sweetie it's me."

Massie froze at the sound of her father's voice. Her dad almost never called her on her cell phone. Let alone talk to her at all. She held up a finger to Cam who nodded and went back to arranging towels and picking up tennis balls.

"What's up, dad?" she asked hesitantly.

"Look I know I'm running super late but I won't be able to make our tennis match today," her father began to explain. "I've got a really important meeting that I can't miss but how about a rain check?"

Massie balled her fists. Of course he had a meeting. He was always in a meeting. "Sure dad," she finally answered. "That sounds great."

"Alright, sweetie, see you tonight."

Massie angrily hung up the phone and almost threw it across the court but she stood still and just took deep breathes. She wasn't aware that Cam was watching her. Great, she thought, now I have to go home to an empty house. Again. She no longer had any friends to count on and ever since she broke up with Kemp Hurley she had felt so alone.

Cam reached out and put his hand on Massie's shoulder. She looked up at him and was once again awed by his looks. "Hey I get off work in five minutes if you wanna hang out."

Massie didn't know Cam very well. All she knew was his name and that he worked frequently. He could be a serial killer for all she knew but she figured that wasn't likely. He was sweet and caring towards her even though he too didn't know much about her. Then Massie thought of her enormous mansion that sat atop a hill. It was completely empty save for a few maids. She definitely didn't want to come home to an empty house again.

She was beginning to realize that Cam would always be offering her a way out.

"Sure. I'd love to."

And so began the trials of Cam Fisher and Massie Block.