Long time no update. But this chapter is for Kailin, who keeps telling me to update. And also for Allie, who has also been telling me to update this story :D

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And suddenly I become a part of your past,
I'm becoming the part that don't last.
I'm losing you and its effortless,
without a sound we lose sight of the ground
In the throw around.
Never thought that you wanted to bring it down,
I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves

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Massie Block sat alone on her bed, thinking about what she should do. Did she like him? Was this wrong? How did this happen? Questions ran through her head non-stop. Tears fell from her delicate features. This was so frustrating. She just wanted her old life back. She wanted some friends, real friends, which she could turn to. She wanted a boyfriend that would love her, really love her, and not leave her for some backstabbing bitch like Claire Lyons.

Dear agony, suffer slowly,--

"Hello?" Massie answered her phone, without checking out who had called. She just wanted someone to listen, and if someone was calling her, than the person must have wanted to talk about something.

"Hey," the voice on the other line said.

Massie froze.

She hadn't been expecting Cameron Fisher to call her. Not now. Not after she ran out on him after kissing him in his basement.

"Um…" Massie tried saying something but couldn't; she felt as if her voice was stuck in her throat, not really wanting to come out.

"Uh, what's up?" Cam asked.

"Not much," Massie replied.

"Umm…yeah," Cam said stupidly. He hadn't known why he called her; he just wanted to hear her voice. But her voice was making him very nervous.

Neither of them spoke, but neither of them made a move to hang up either.

"So…why'd you call me?" Massie asked.

Cam was silent for a while, thinking on how to answer.

"I don't know. I guess to talk about the other day," he replied.

Massie inhaled sharply. She was afraid of that.

When Massie didn't reply, Cam just kept talking; taking in a deep breath and letting his feelings surface from the place where he had been trying ever-so-hard to suppress them.

"I guess that I wanted you to know that I like you. I really like you. I don't know when it started, and I sure as hell don't know how, but I do know why. I mean, why wouldn't I? You're breathtaking, humorous; beautiful…you're lovely in every single way. I just wanted to call you because I just wanted to hear you're voice. I just...you're driving me crazy, you know that, Massie? You're just so...confusing; so different from the way Claire was, but that just makes you so much...I don't even think there's a word to describe you right now. You're just amazing in every single way and...well, it's like you've stolen my heart and you won't let me go. I can't stop thinking about you. I even dream about you. I want you. I miss you. I need you. I...I don't know what to do."

Massie felt her heart beating faster and faster; pounding against her rib cage. What was this feeling? She wondered. She hadn't ever experienced it before. Cam liked her. She liked it. It was so wrong; but it felt so right.

"Cam," she said.

"Yeah?" he asked hesitantly.

"How did we not see this before?"

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Derrick Harrington had been listening to his girlfriend, Claire Lyons, babble on and on about how her so-called friends had abandoned her.

"...and then she told me that I was kicked out of the PC, can you believe that?" Claire shouted into the other end of the phone.

Derrick just rolled his eyes.

"No, I can't," he told her.

He was getting so annoyed with her.

Claire happened to notice his annoyed tone and started to panic.

"You had better not break up with me right now, Derrick Harrington. Because if you do, you've got no ball because we're on the phone for goodness' sake," Claire choked out.

"I'm not breaking up with you," Derrick answered, even though he was seriously thinking about it. "I just have to leave for soccer practice."

Claire sniffed.

"Alright then. Bye Derry-poo. I love you," she said to him.

"Yeah," he replied, snapping his phone shut.

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Cameron Fisher was hiding a secret, and Derrick Harrington knew it. He was acting way to happy, which was very unusual for Cam since Derrick had stolen his girlfriend.

Derrick walked over to Chris Plovert, who had just arrived to soccer practice.

"Hey man," Derrick said.

Plovert looked at him.

"What's up?" he asked.

"Have you noticed Cam lately?" Derrick inquired.

Plovert glanced in Cam's direction.

He seemed to be smiling; concentrating very hard on his cell phone.

"He's seems really happy of late," Plovert noted.

"I know," Derrick told him. "You should go see what's up."

"Alright," Plovert replied. He walked over to where Cam was standing. "Hey, Cam."

Cam looked up at him.

"Hey man," Cam replied.

"What's up? You seem...different. Like...happy different," Plovert smirked.

Cam just smiled.

"It's nothing," he replied, bending over to tie the laces on his shoes, even though they were already tied.

"It doesn't seem like nothing," Plovert pushed.

"Don't worry about it, Plovert. It's just a girl," Cam told him.

Plovert raised his eyebrows.

"So who is this lucky girl, Mister Fisher?" Plovert asked.

Cam just shook his head.

"It's no one you need to worry about," Cam smirked.

And with that, he walked away. He knew that if he told Plovert that him and Massie started going out, he would tell Derrick, who would probably do something stupid. He was not about to let something like Derrick Harrington ruin his relationship.

Again.

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UPDATED. Might not be that good, but I had to update really quick for those people who have been telling me to update :DD
So I finally did. Hope you liked it, even if it's just a little bit. Reviews would be greatly appreciated. Thanks.

Ciao,

-ForeverStartsTonight