you may have noticed that I changed the rating. Well, I didn't really feel like cussing (even though only like one or two words) fit with a k+.

Disclaimer: don't own the clique, never have

Massie was avoiding Derrick. Derrick was avoiding Alicia. Massie and Josh were trying a strained friendship. Kristen, Dylan, and Alicia weren't speaking. Kristen was slowly forgetting Derrick and falling for Plovert. Josh was in love with Alicia. And all this was happening with only a week and a half at the beachhouse left.

Kemp considered all of these things as he slowly drew patterns on Dylan's hand.

"What is it?" she asked, taking her head off his shoulder to smile at him.

"We need an intervention!" he announced. Dylan looked amused and surprised, sitting up and raising her eyebrows.

"What are you talking about?" she laughed.

"If this underlying drama doesn't stop it's gonna blow up and then we'll have a real problem," he said seriously. When she didn't answer, he asked, "What?"

"Did you just say something that made sense and was actually true?" she exclaimed. He rolled his eyes.

"The weirdest thing is happening to me on this trip. I think I may be the only sane one here." Dylan laughed again and Kemp joined in.

"Okay, sure, Dr. Phil," she smiled, and he knew she wasn't mad. "We'll have an intervention or whatever."

He beamed and thanked her.

"Okay," he said, sounding like an excited girl. "Get everyone in the living room in ten minutes."

Everyone filed in slowly. Cam and Claire first, sitting together on the loveseat. Plovert and Kristen, taking up a fourth of the long couch. Massie, who sat next to Dylan. Derrick, who sat on the other side of the room. Alicia and Josh came in last.

It was silent until Claire spoke up.

"Okay, what's going on?" she asked, turning her gaze to Kemp. He gulped as everyone did the same.

"Look, everyone knows there's been 'drama'… and I think we should all just talk it out."

"You want us all… to talk it out?" Massie asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, and I think it's a good idea," Dylan defended him, but still smiling at her friend.

"What are we, eleven?" Alicia fired out.

"Well," Derrick commented, cutting in. "If Kemp is the one organizing all of this, then we must be in more trouble than we know."

Everyone laughed, even Kemp.

"So, uh, what now?" Kristen asked, glancing at Dylan. Now that she was over Derrick, she wanted her and Massie back as her friends and Alicia out of her life.

"Okay," Kemp clapped his hands. "Who's first?"

Kristen glanced at Dylan and Massie again before speaking up. "I'll go, if all the guys leave."

Dylan glanced at Kemp and he stood, dragging all the guys with him.

"Okay, so." Kristen took a deep breath. This would be a long apology. "Look, Massie and Dylan, I'm so sorry for what I did to you both. Massie, I never even liked Josh and I'm so sorry if I hurt you. Dylan, you were so right. And Alicia," she turned menacingly to her. "I won't mention in front of them your reasons, but know that I think you're the lowest, most despicable girl I've ever met, and I'm done playing your games."

"Why did you kiss him, then?" Massie asked, no anger behind her words. Kristen looked down.

"Because I… I wanted him to help me get Derrick to like me. But… I don't like him any more," she said truthfully. She looked at Massie and Dylan.

Massie hugged her and so did Dylan. "You can move in with me," Dylan whispered.

Kristen smiled gratefully. "Thanks, guys." She turned to Alicia, triumphant.

"I have nothing to apologize for," Alicia replied indifferently. "Look, Massie tried to steal my boyfriend and I retaliated."

"I did no such thing and if you think for one second that that will excuse your behavior, you're wrong. You tricked Kristen, broke Derrick's heart, and now you're just playing with Josh when he really cares about you," Massie shouted. Claire shrank back. In all her years of knowing her, she had never seen Massie this angry.

"Will you just stop your stupid games and let it go?" Massie continued, growing angrier as Alicia turned away with an indifferent scoff. She stood in front of Alicia, glowering.

"I don't care how much you hate me or how poorly you were raised to turn out so badly. Look. At. Me!" Alicia turned, a little frightened.

"What you did was inexcusable and what's worse, you probably won't even stop. I feel sorry for you." With that, she stormed out, passing the guys with their mouths open and pressed to the door.

"Intervention's over," she growled as they hastily made way for her.

"Gawd," Claire sighed as she walked out. "I've never seen her that angry. Ever."

"Will she be okay?" Derrick asked, looking after her.

"Yeah, after she lets off some steam," Claire replied, not looking convinced. Frankly, she doubted Massie would ever forgive Alicia.

Josh found Alicia walking on the beach.

"Alicia!" he called, relieved when she paused and let him catch up with her.

"Oh, hey."

"You okay?" Alicia nodded sadly.

"Our plan isn't working. Derrick doesn't care." Of course. While he was in love with her, she was still worried about her ex.

"Why do you want him back so badly?"

"I don't know anymore," she shook her head. "Maybe its just that I'm only in love with the idea of Derrick. He was the perfect boyfriend, you know? Or maybe its that I'm secretly jealous of Massie and don't want her to have the one thing that once was mine."

"Or maybe both." He was hating this conversation. Couldn't she see that he didn't care about Derrick or Massie?

She laughed. "Yeah, maybe that's it."

"It's a shame," he said aloud. When she looked at him, confused, he added, "That you hate Massie. I think you guys could have been really good friends." She shook her head.

"I don't hate her. I never did," she replied softly. Josh sighed. He couldn't tell her how he felt, not now.

"Let's goin," he suggested, throwing his arm around her. She blushed and shrugged it off.

"Okay."

He followed, trying not to seem too upset.

Derrick and Josh were sitting around in Josh's room. Despite all the girls' drama, they had become good friends.

"So, what's with you and Alicia?" Derrick asked. Josh sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Honestly? I have no idea."

"You like her, right?" Josh nodded. "Well then? You're free, she's free…"

"She doesn't feel that way about me. I'm half about to give up, Derrick." From where Alicia was sitting with her ear pressed to the door, she stiffened.

"Don't," Derrick replied.

"What about Massie?"

"We're friends, Josh," Derrick replied. He knew he had no remaining feelings for Massie, just like Derrick had none for Alicia.

"Ask her out. Take her to that Ferris wheel or something." Derrick stood up.

"I will," he replied, making his way to the door. Alicia felt him walk over and scrambled away quickly. "And Josh, don't be a wuss about Alicia."

When she was sure he was gone, Alicia knocked on Josh's door quietly. He looked up, and nearly jumped to see the girl who had occupied his thoughts this whole time standing there.

"Can I come in?" she asked timidly. He smiled. He liked to think that she only showed this softer side to him. Little did he know that this was true.

"Sure."

"So, uh, Josh," she said quietly. "I heard you and Derrick just now."

He widened his eyes and tried to take a deep breath. "How much did you hear?" he whispered, almost afraid to hear the answer.

"Everything." That was it. This was where she would tell him she didn't want anything to do with him, and that their 'relationship' was over.

"And?" He didn't look up, choosing instead to stare at the carpet like it was the most interesting thing in the world.

"I like you, Josh."

He looked up, surprised. "But I thought you-"

"I thought I did, remember? I told you that. But… you're the one for me," she smiled.

He got up and hugged her. Finally, he sighed to himself as she melted in his embrace.

okay so right now i feel like im talking to myself. Do you guys like it? Do you hate it? Please respond...

Im wondering if I should continue this. I have it all written out but... i feel pathetic if im writing to myself :P