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'Someone has to tell her. It's going to be either me or Cam.' She said, sternly. 'Tell him, if Claire doesn't know by Saturday, and he has until after the soccer match, then I'm going to tell her. I can't lie to someone who lives, practically, with me.'

'Fine. I will.' Derrington said. 'Now, about that movie?' He said, smiling.

Massie smiled back. 'Sure.' She said, and left her room to go to her dad's office to pick the film.

Briarwood Academy

Soccer Field

Saturday, February 2nd

2:35 P.M.

Claire hugged her knees to her chest. Massie watched the wind blow Claire's blonde bangs across her forehead. By the smile on her face, it was obvious Claire still didn't know.

'How cold is it?' Claire said, not wanting an answer. 'I wish I bought my big coat now.'

'Listen.' Massie said. 'You wait here for the others. I'm just going to go speak to Derrington.'

'I'll come with. I want to wish Cam luck before the match.' Claire said, smiling and standing up.

Massie placed a hand on Claire's shoulder and pushed her back down on the seat.

'No, stay.' She said. 'These are good seats, and we want to be able to see. Plus Alicia, Dylan and Kristen will be here in five minutes and they need to know where we're sitting.'

'Why do they need to know?' Claire asked.

'They just do. Don't ask.' Massie said.

Before Claire could object, Massie walked off down the row of seats and down the stairs. She headed towards, what she knew, were the boy's changing rooms. She followed the sound of boy's voices and found herself at some blue double doors. She rapped with her bare knuckles on the door. The coach answered.

'No girls allowed. Now get back to your seat.' He barked at her.

Massie wiped a speck of spit from her cheek with her sleeve.

'Could I just speak to Derrick, urgently? Please. I'd really appreciate it.' She said, hoping she look, in some way, worried or hassled.

The coach disappeared behind the door and was replaced, a few minutes later, by Derrington. He was fully dressed in his kit but his shoe laces were untied. He stepped out of the door and bent to tie them. After he had done, he stood up.

'What do you want?' He asked.

'Claire, still seems blissfully unaware that her boyfriend is a lying slimeball.' Massie said, fiercely.

'He's not a slimeball. It was a mistake.' Derrick said, trying to defend his friend.

'Pretty big mistake. A mistake that took him a month to realise it was a mistake.'

'I've told him, too.'

'You can't have tried that hard.' Massie said.

'I'll get him. Hold on.'

Once again, the door closed and Derrington appeared with Cam Fisher.

'When is it going to be?' Massie asked.

'After the match.' Cam said.

'After?' Massie said. 'What you're going to let her cheer for you for an hour then break her heart?'

'It's not like that and you said I had until then!' Cam said, trying to defend himself.

'I gave you a week and, like a coward, you choose to tell her at the last moment.'

'I just don't know how to tell her. I don't want to see her get mad or upset.'

'Well, you're going to have to, aren't you?' Massie said.

'How did you find out, anyway?' Cam asked, angrily.

'I met her. She goes to Abner Doubleday. She told me about her ex-boyfriend in Briarwood named Cam Fisher.'

Cam's face fell.

'I'm guessing, by the look of your face, you didn't know Emma was so close by.'

'I'll go tell her now.' Cam said, suddenly.

'Now?' Massie asked.

'Yeah, now. That's what you want isn't it?'

Cam walked out of the damp hallway, and onto the soccer field.

'I'd better go.' Massie said. She gave Derrington a quick peck on the cheek. 'Good luck!' She shouted as she raced out of the hallway.

When she got out, she saw Cam had already made his way to Claire. She still had a bright smile on her face, and Massie noticed the others still hadn't arrived. Massie watched from afar as he sat next to Claire and took her hand. It was like watching a slideshow of different pictures telling a story. Claire's bright smile fading. Cam not looking her in the eye. Tears rolling down Claire's cheek. Claire snatching her hand away and crying into her own hands. Cam getting up from his seat, and heading over to where Massie stood.

'Happy, now?' Cam said, a look of venom in his eyes. 'You just ruined the best relationship I've ever had.'

He stormed past her back into the changing rooms. Massie watched him go, then turned her eyes to Claire. She was getting up from her seat and running out of the stadium.

'CLAIRE!' Massie shouted.

Claire turned around and stopped when she saw Massie. Massie speed-walked over, trying not to fall in her wedged boots.

'I can't believe this is happening.' Claire said. She had stopped crying, but her face was blotchy and stained from tears.

'I know. I wish I could've told you but I knew Cam had too.' Massie said, hoping Claire wouldn't lash out at her.

'It's fine.' Claire said, trying to smile. Her eyelashes were stuck together. 'Do I look horrible?'

'Not at all.' Massie said. 'I could redo your makeup if you like, show Cam what could have still had.'

'You may as well. It's not like I've got anything else to do. I just want to go home, really.' She said.

'Stay. Let's have fun. You don't need a man in your life, Claire. I do, you don't. You have me. I'll be the man in your life. Just add a 'w-o' in front of man, and you're all set.'

Claire giggled.

'You're a good friend, Mass. I'm so glad I have you.' She said.

They made their way back to their seats and sat down.

'I know, you're extremely lucky to have me. Layne the pain would probably tell you to make a voodoo doll of him.' Massie giggled as did Claire. 'But seriously, I am sorry. I wish I could have told you sooner.'

Claire hugged her.

'It's fine. I normally would be mad at you but right now, you're all I have. Maybe I'll be mad at you, tomorrow?' She smiled to show she was joking.

Massie played along.

'Definately. Come round to mine at around 11 A.M. and you can be mad all you want.' She said, grinning.

'It's a date.' Claire's face fell. 'The only date I'm going to have for a while.'

'Oh, come on. Get your spirits up. Look for a new guy in your life.' She saw Claire's shocked face. 'Nothing serious. Just for fun. To show Cam what he's missing. Don't stress too much. Why should you wallow in misery? He messed up, not you. Let him wallow.'

'You know what, Mass? You're right. Perhaps we could-'

Massie's phone started beeping.

'Hold that thought. Text message.'

Massie flipped open her phone. They both leaned in.

ALICIA: limo broke dwn. we mite b a bit l8.

MASSIE: ok. youve missed some major drama.

Massie looked up.

'You don't mind me saying that, do you?' She asked Claire.

Claire shook her head.

'It's fine. It was major drama.' She rolled her eyes.

ALICIA: ehmagawd. we missed DRAMA. i h8 this limo.

MASSIE: between C & C. there over.

ALICIA: :O i thought they were TF.

'TF?' asked Claire.

'Together forever.'

MASSIE: so did we.

ALICIA: we're here for you claire. if you're reading.

MASSIE: she is.

ALICIA: you'll have to fill us in when we get there.

MASSIE: well hurry up. match starting. G2G.

Massie closed her phone and dropped it in her sunshine yellow tote bag. The two football teams started to jog onto the field. Claire sent death glares in Cam's direction and Massie watched him look away, red in the face.

'I don't even know why I'm here now.' Claire said.

'You're here for me. Like I am for you.' Massie said.

Claire smiled.

'I told him to tell you before so that you wouldn't be sat cheering for him all the match, then have him break your heart.'

'Good idea.' Claire said. She turned her head towards the match. She scanned the pitch. 'Who're they playing against?'

'No idea.' Massie said, giggling.

Claire laughed. She pointed towards one guy on the Briarwood team.

'Who's that?' She asked.

Massie looked in the direction Claire was. She saw Claire's finger aimed at Aaron Clifton. He was around the same height as Cam and had dark brown, hair in soft spikes. He looked like he had played alot of soccer, judging by how fit he looked.

'Nice aim, Claire. That's Aaron Clifton. He just transferred over from, I think, Orlando? He's in my biology class, and is extremely hot. If you want him though, you'd have some competition, a lot of the girls in our grade are after him.' Massie said, grinning.

Claire put her head in her hands.

'This can't be happening.' She said. Her words were muffled by her gloves but Massie could clearly hear her.

'What do you mean?' Massie asked, watching her boyfriend save another goal.

'Orlando?? Yeah, he was at my school. I started dating him just before we moved here.'

'Gawd, Kuh-laire, how many guys have you dated or kissed?' Massie said, looking shocked.

'I didn't kiss him. Remember? I was waiting for my first kiss with Cam, that one time. Instead, I kissed Josh but let's not go into that. The thing is, he was kind of upset when I left for Westchester. Dear gawd, is he following me?'

'You are so lucky.' Massie said, dreamily. 'Having a hot guy follow you. Why don't hot guys follow me?'

'They do. You're just to busy making sure your nails aren't chipped.' Claire said.

Massie started laughing and it wasn't long before Claire joined in.

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