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Massie drifted between consciousness and sleep as she groggily watched Claire and Alicia gossip on the two seats next to her. She caught snatches of it in broken phrases.

"- I haven't seen Josh since Christmas-"

"-Cam said he had a surprise for me-"

"-Derrick's bringing his girlfriend, Olivia-" At this, Massie stiffened. She sat up, shaking away some of her messy hair and joinging the conversation.

"Derrick has a new girlfriend?" she asked, while Claire and Alicia glanced at eachother before answering slowly.

"Yeah, Olivia Ryan," Claire replied, watching her best friend for any concerning reactions. Massie noticed, and tried her best to shrug.

"Oh," was her nonchalant response. And while the conversation strayed away from Derrick, Massie's thoughts stayed on him.

Last summer she had ruined her chances with him. She had refused him, believing that she didn't love him, but a year without evem a word from him had made her see differently. She did love him, but it was too late.

"We will be arriving in our destination shortly. Please, return to your seats and fasten your seat belts as we begin our descent. Thank you for flying with Delta airlines, and we hope to see you soon," said the speaker above their seats.

"So, Massie," Claire whispered as Alicia leaned in to hear as well. "Are you sure you're okay with living with the guys the first two weeks?"

"It's fine," she assured them. "Layne won't be here the whole time and when she's gone I can move back in with you guys."

"Okay…" Alicia replied, not looking entirely convinced and slightly guilty. Layne, a good friend of theirs was staying the first two weeks. But, as the new house they had rented could only hold six each, Massie had to live in the guys house until she left.

She was the only one fully willing to do it. All the guys were like her brothers, she had assured them, and living with them wouldn't be a problem.

As they stepped off the plane Derrick and a girl they could only assume as Olivia were waiting for them.

"Oh my gawd!" Olivia exclaimed. "You guys must be Claire, Massie, and Alicia! I've like, heard so much about you guys!" Alicia raised her eyebrows at Derrick, and he shrugged.

"Hey, Derrick," Claire greeted happily. He smiled at her and then turned to Massie.

"Hey, Massie," he said, waiting for her response.

"Hi, Derrick," she mustered as everyone turned to the taxi waiting for them.

"Kemp, get out!" Massie shrieked as she grabbed the towel off the rack and closed the shower curtain.

"Wrong door!" he exclaimed hurriedly, slamming the door shut. Massie took a deep breath before checking the lock and stepping into the shower.

She loved living with all the guys but seriously, she was trying to take a shower. One more week, she sighed to herself. One week until she could move in with the girls, and this privacy issue would no longer be a problem. One week too long, in her opinion.

Kemp ran into the living room, laughing. Derrick and Cam looked up from their video game with interest.

"Dude, what'd you do to Massie?" Cam asked as Derrick paused the game, referring to the scream they had just heard.

"I accidently walked in on her taking a shower," Kemp muttered quietly, amusement gone at the thought of Derrick finding out what he had just- accidently- done.

"You what?" Derrick exclaimed angrily. Cam just sighed because he knew that Derrick, contrary to his adamant and often assurances that he was in love with Olivia.

"Don't worry your little head, Derry poo," Kemp cooed, using Olivia's much hated nickname for Derrick. "I didn't see anything- not that I'd want to. She's like, my sister." Derrick shook his head and walked out, leaving Cam to follow and Kemp to wonder what was up with his friends.

"You okay, man?"

Derrick sighed and ran a hand through his shaggy blonde hair. "I don't know."

"It's Massie, isn't it?"

"Yeah. I mean, I spent the whole year trying to get over her and distracting myself with girls like Olivia. Now that we're back I…"

"Well, what do you expect me to say?"

Derrick sighed heavily and nodded gravely, understanding what he meant. "I know, I know I'm with Olivia but... well what do you think?"

"Honestly? That you'd have a pretty good chance."

"What?" Cam's reply brought a a surprised yet half- hopeful expression to Derrick's face. "What did you just say?"

"Try again, Derrick. You know Claire told me she didn't date one guy the whole year?" Derrick shook his head.

"I won't go through that again. If she likes me, she'll come out with it, not me." Cam raised his eyebrows at his friend.

"We're talking about Massie, Derrick."

"I won't humiliate myself in front of her like that again," Derrick repeated, walking back to the game they had left paused without another word. Cam sighed, his mind only on how stubborn his best friend could be.

"You okay?" He jumped at the sound of Claire's voice.

"Oh hey," he said as she joined him. "How are you?"

"Good," she replied distractedly. Something was on her mind.

"What's wrong?" When she didn't answer, he glanced at her. She was crying.

"Honey, talk to me, what's wrong?" She shook her head, tears splattering.

"Cam," she whispered. "I'm so sorry."

"What is it?"

"I did something wrong- terrible."

"It can't be that bad," he assured her, smoothing away some of her tears. "You know I love you."

"I... I, I..."

"Claire, just tell me."

"Don't say that!" she cried, stumbling away from him. "Please, please don't say you love me."

"Claire-" Cam was completely and utterly bewildered as she hung her head in front of him.

"I don't deserve it," she whispered.

"What happened," he demanded, quiet but firm.

"I… I cheated on you, Cam." It hurt him. A lot. But he remained still as she kept going, broken breaths breaking in every so often. "Cam, I never meant for it to happen! But he was so charming and, and he wouldn't give up, and… and you were so, so far away that I…"

"Do Alicia or Massie know?" he asked in the same quiet voice. He watched without reaction as she shook her head sadly and clutched her hair with her hands.

"It was only once, Cam, but I know I can't be forgiven. I'm so, so sorry." She ran from him, not surprised when he didn't follow, and yet still heartbroken. Instead, he walked robotically into the house and sat on the couch. His sweet Claire, his wonderful girlfriend. She had cheated on him.

All their friends noticed the change. Cam no longer sat next to Claire, or even acknowledged her. Claire accepted this with a sorrowful and longing expression. No one knew the reason, as Cam didn't want to talk about it and Claire was too afraid to confess. She felt awful inside, but knew nothing could or should be done. Her Cam was better off without her.

"What was his name?" He startled her by addressing her for the first time in days.

"Chris Abeley," she managed to choke out before he turned away, emotionless.

Though it was only four words, she cherished them. They were quite possibly the last words he would ever say to her, or at least in her dejected and lonely mind. Massie, who had been trying to get the reason out of Cam tactfully- to no avail- was determined to know the reason, and she had set her personal deadline to find out before she moved into the girl's rooms.

"Claire," Massie demanded one night as they were shopping. It was only Claire and Massie, as everyone else had plans. "What happened?"

"I can't tell you," Claire replied sadly. "You'll hate me."

"Claire… this isn't right. You and Cam were the perfect couple, and I can't see you two apart."

"Like you and Derrick?" Claire shot back. Her guilt and depression was getting the best of her.

"I don't- we're not talking about that now," Massie hissed.

"Why not?" Claire demanded. "Massie, you two belong together. But the only thing holding you back is yourself. Why can't you just let go and be happy?"

"Claire," Massie repeated, sounding final, "We're not talking about that."

"You can't keep going on like this," Claire continued, ignoring Massie. "You don't know what it's like to lose someone you love." She meant Cam, of course, but her words hit Massie hard.

"Oh, I don't know loss?" Massie replied, tears stinging. "I suppose you think losing your precious Cam is such a tragedy. I lost my mom, Claire, and I couldn't even be there with her because I was stuck here. What do you call that if it isn't loss?" she demanded, storming away and furiously wiping her hot tears away.

The minute she left Claire realized what she had done. She hadn't meant any of it! But she had hurt Massie, she knew. Claire sighed and ran after her, knowing it was no use. She had lost Massie, for the time being, like she had lost Cam.

Derrick stood in front of Olivia as she rambled on endlessly. He had to do it.

"Olivia," he said, interrupting her. She stopped and looked at him expectantly. "I… I'm breaking up with you." At first, nothing happened as Olivia proccessed his words.

"What?"

"Olivia, I can't do this anymore." Olivia looked at him with a shocked expression.

"Derrick… don't do this."

"I'm sorry."

Olivia blinked away her tears, and Derrick realized that this had meant something to her. That he had meant something to her

"But, Derrick, I…" Olivia couldn't say it. She couldn't lie and say she loved him because she knew in her heart she didn't, and Derrick knew it.

"Then I'm leaving," Olivia said, grabbing her jacket and turning away from him. But she couldn't just walk away so easily.

"I know you know in your heart that we were never meant to be," Derrick called after her quietly. Olivia spun around and slapped him across the face.

"You think life is some cliché fairytale where every prince marries their princess? Grow up Derrick. Even I'm not naiive."

"Olivia you don't have to do this. You don't have to end it by storming away in an angry rage. Now that's cliché." She almost slapped him again, but then stopped herself.

"You don't even sound sorry," she spat bitterly. " I was just another girl to mess with for the infamous Derrick Harrington. God, I even thought that-" She stopped herself.

She turned towards the door, letting the anger in her words fade away.

"I hope you find your princess, Derrick," she whispered before swinging it open and running out.

Derrick sighed and collapsed onto a nearby chair.

"So do I," he muttered.

Olivia was gone in the morning. No one dared ask Derrick because he didn't leave his room all morning.

"Gawd," Kristen sighed, collapsing into a chair next to Chris. It was lunchtime, but no one had come down because everyone was avoiding everyone, all for different reasons.

"I know," Chris agreed. They had to do something.

"This is crazy. Cam and Claire were like… they seemed so…"

"Perfect," Chris finished for her. She nodded, chewing on a carrot thoughtfully.

"Exactly."

"So what do we do now?" Chris asked as Kristen glanced at him.

"I have NO idea." They both thought for a minute before Chris got an idea.

"I got it! An intervention!" Kristen made a face and shook her head, refusing. "What's wrong with it? It worked perfectly last time?"

"Perfectly?" Kristen scoffed. "If I remember correctly, Massie was this close to murdering Alicia and she stormed out of the room. You call that perfect?"

Chris shrugged sheepishly. "Maybe I forgot the details…"

"Maybe we should just let everything work itself out," Kristen sighed. "And if that's the case, I heard there's a great party down the street." Chris laughed.

"Friend dilemmas to party so fast?" he teased. Kristen laughed.

"Since when did you start using words like dilemma?"

"College does that to you, babe," he smirked. Kristen rolled her eyes and stood.

"Okay, so party tonight? I'll go tell the girls."

He nodded and watched as she hurried away. He still couldn't believe she was his. After all those years of waiting and watching, she was finally his.

Derrick downed another drink as he watched everyone dance. Or, more specifically, Massie with some random guy. The third random guy to be exact.

"Derrick?" Claire said timidly, breaking him from his silent brooding. "Do you want to dance?" With another glance at Massie, he nodded and put down his cup.

"So are you upset about Olivia?" she asked as they danced. He let out a hollow laugh.

"Honestly? I couldn't care less about Olivia."

"Oh."

"How are you and Cam?"

"Derrick," she said warningly.

"Honest question, sorry." But he wasn't sorry and they both knew it. Derrick knew the truth.

"Tell him I'm sorry, okay?" All of a sudden the blonde in his arms was blubbering. "Tell him I hate myself for doing what I did and I don't deserve him."

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't make me say it out loud, Derrick, I'm miserable enough as it is-"

"No. What do you mean you don't deserve him? You're funny, sweet, nice, and you just made a mistake."

"You really think that?" she sniffed, her tears lessening.

"I do."

Before either of them knew what was happening, they were leaning in and-

"What do you think you're doing?" Cam pushed between them as they jumped apart.

"Cam-" Derrick started, but Cam glared.

"You shut up, Harrington."

"Cam, I don't know what happened! We were just dancing and it came out of no where-" Claire rushed to explain.

"Always comes out of no where, doesn't it?" Cam spat bitterly. They were drawing a crowd now; a crying blonde, an angry guy, and a bewildered friend were always a point of interest at parties.

"Massie, tell him it didn't mean anything. It was just a spur of the moment-" Claire felt herself go limp as her friend stared down at her coldly.

"I didn't see any of that, Kuh- laire." Massie was beyond hurt, and in no mood to defend her 'friend'.

"Alright, alright!" Alicia ran forward, pushing apart Massie and Claire while Kemp and Josh rushed forward to refrain Cam. Chris pulled Derrick away, who was still in astate of confusion over what had just happened.

"What the hell was that?" Chris demanded when they were outside and walking out. Before he could reply, Kristen walked out, sighing.

"Well, party's over. The guy said- or rather, slurred- that if we were gonna have a fight we better not do it in his house." As Derrick shrugged off Chris' grip and started to walk towards the house, Chris shook his head.

"I don't think any of us are in a partying mood anymore, Kris."

OH. No. THEY. DIDN'T! What on earth were those two crazies thinking?

So what do you think? Will Derrick ever get Massie? We shall see...

And I would just like to say... thank you for the reviews! A total of FIVEE! (and if you detected a trace of sarcasm in there, don't worry. You're right) i was hoping to get more but thanks anyway! ( and that was sincere)