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Enjoy another chapter of Like We Never Loved At All!

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Raise Your Glass

"So if you're too school for cool,

And you're treated like a fool,

You can choose to let it go

We can always, we can always,

Party on our own"

Sitting through Calculus I can never let my gaze stray away from Derrick, and today as the teacher droned on about the techniques of differentiation I watched as Derrick drummed a soft rhythm on his desk with his pencil like he was listening to a song in his head. I bet it was Someday by the Strokes he was beating to. It was his favorite song; at least it was a couple of years ago.

My thoughts went back to that summer when Derrick and I were sitting out on his porch that looked out on the beach and listened to that song.

Derrick started singing like he was Julian Casablancas even though Derrick was a terrible singer and I burst out laughing when he jumped up on the chair singing as loud as he could. He reached down taking my hand pulling me up on my chair and we both sang and played air guitar to our invisible audience.

"We should start a band ," I said smiling as I stuck a spoonful of chocolate ice cream in my mouth.

"Yeah if we knew how to actually play an instrument," Derrick replied.

"Speak for yourself. I can play guitar remember? And if someone would work on their vocals over here," I retorted laughing pointing my spoon towards him.

"What you don't think I'm a good singer?" Derrick asked widening his eyes like he was offended.

"I'm just saying maybe your singing shouldn't leave the shower," I answered laughing. He narrowed his eyes and stuck out his tongue before returning to his ice cream.

I was smiling like an idiot from the memory and Derrick suddenly looked over at me and I instantly averted my gaze feeling a soft blush creep on my cheeks. Curiosity got the better of me and I looked back and as if he was thinking the same thing his gaze landed on mine. He smiled at me and started acting out the drums and mouthing the words of the song in his head. I covered my mouth to keep from laughing as Mrs. Davidson's eyes landed on Derrick.

"Are you holding a private concert Mr. Harrington?" Mrs. Davidson asked raising her eyebrows. Derrick immediately stopped and shook his head at the teacher. Mrs. Davidson stared Derrick down a few more seconds before returning back to her lecture. Derrick looked back at me and widened his eyes. I couldn't help but let out a giggle and he smiled before returning his gaze back to the teacher.

"So I'm having a party this weekend. You should come," Derrick stated as we walked out of calculus.

"Yeah Kemp and Josh were telling me about it. I don't know if I can though," I answered smiling and looking down at my doc martins.

"Please come?" Derrick pleaded sticking out his bottom lip for emphasis, "it would be a great way to start off this friendship."

Looking at his pleading face it was hard to say no. Was it a good idea to accept? Probably not considering the whole Kristen situation, but looking at his face made it hard to say no.

"Ok, I'll come. But as I long as I'm the first to do the keg stand," I replied jokingly, knowing he remembered that I never let alcohol touch my lips.

He burst out laughing slinging his arm around me, "Gotta live up to your name Block."

"Like mother like daughter right?" I replied with a hint of darkness in my tone remembering how my mother always was when I was a child.

He chuckled, "You were always known as the alcoholic one of our group."

"No I believe that name was reserved for your current girlfriend," I retorted poking his chest but instantly regretted what I said not knowing if he took the comment the wrong way. He didn't seem to however as I noticed him tilt his head back and laugh.

As if on cue Kristen rounded the corner and Derrick jumped quickly and in one swift moment the arm that was slung casually across my shoulders was gripping tightly to his backpack strap.

I thought for a moment that maybe she didn't see it, but by the look in her eyes I knew she did which made me feel the cheeseburger I just ate for lunch churning in my stomach. I don't think we were doing anything wrong or inappropriate, but because of our current situation it might have looked fishy.

"Did I miss something?" Kristen asked putting her arm around Derrick's waist and leaning in to kiss him. I could sense that Derrick was uncomfortable as he only gave Kristen a small peck, which seemed to agitate her even more.

"No babe. I was just inviting Massie to my party Saturday night, but it seems Josh and Kemp beat me to it," Derrick replied coolly.

"Well hopefully you can come," Kristen replied with a fake smile, "if that is all we should get going to our class Derbear," Kristen finished and I hoped she didn't see me gag at her nickname.

He lightly kissed her cheek replying, "let's go babe," and they were gone leaving me standing in the hallway alone.

The party seemed to be in full swing when I got there, and I could feel the nervous feeling in my stomach as I clutched the door handle. I quickly readjusted my tan sequined shorts making sure my black chiffon top was not starting to un-tuck itself from the shorts and walked in. All the people packed into one room instantly overwhelmed me and the butterflies got worse realizing I didn't recognize any of them.

I pulled out my phone hoping to text Josh or Kemp to see where they were, but as if they could sense me Kemp was walking through the crowd towards me.

"There's my Block!" Kemp yelled obviously already wasted giving me a hug, "I'm so glad you came. This party was getting a little dull," he joked leading me deeper into the room. I crinkled my nose smelling the alcohol leaking from his breath.

"It looks like you were getting along great without me Kemp," I teased. He just laughed and kept leading me through the room and out to the deck which looked out on the pool.

Kemp led me to the pool where I saw Josh standing with a group of people talking. He looked up and noticed me and smiled.

"Mass you're here!" he yelled coming up to me engulfing me in a hug.

"Don't act so surprised. I told you I would you loser," I replied rolling my eyes. He chuckled squeezing me tighter before letting me go.

He led me over to the group of people he was talking to introducing me to them. There was a girl with long black hair that looked Native American, a tall skinny guy who looked like a basketball player, which I found out later to be true, a blonde girl with unruly curls, which framed her pale face, and two other guys who were blonde and fraternal twins. They were all really nice asking me where I was from and how I knew Josh and Kemp. They offered me a drink but I didn't take it just saying I wasn't drinking tonight.

"Are you a sober party pooper like our boy Josh here?" one of the fraternal twins asked smiling his crest white smile. His long blonde hair fell into his face and he brushed it back to get a better look at me. He looked like he could be plastered half naked on a poster in Abercrombie and Fitch. His blonde hair was long and wavy sweeping his forehead. Although he was obviously wearing clothes you could tell he had muscles under all that cotton, and his face was clear and perfectly chiseled, and by the way he presented himself he already knew it.

"Yeah I'm lame. Sorry guys," I replied smiling. They all booed teasingly before continuing a conversation they had going earlier. That's when I saw Derrick and Kristen. They looked like they didn't notice that there was a group of about one hundred kids around them as they both were all over each other. Talk about PDA.

I couldn't take my eyes off of them practically fornicating in the pool chair. It was making me gag seeing Kristen straddled over him cramming her alcohol caked tongue down his throat like she was giving him a strep test. People really did have no shame.

I vaguely heard a "watch out" from someone close to me but I didn't really think they were talking to me until I felt a warm body ram my side causing me to fall, the only thing catching my fall being the ice cold pool water. I jumped straight out of the water feeling the jolt of ice shock my body. I wouldn't be surprised if I had hypothermia after this.

"Mass are you okay?" Josh yelled coming to the edge of the pool grabbing my arms and helping me out.

"Yeah I just thought I'd cool off. It was getting a little hot out here," I replied sarcastically instantly hugging myself hoping for warmth.

"Here let's go find you a towel," Josh says putting his arm around me and leading me back to the house and upstairs to the bathroom.

"Mass you look terrible!" Josh said laughing as he watched me squeeze out the remaining drops of water from my hair.

"How about I throw you in the pool and see if you look any better," I retorted sticking my tongue out at him, as he laughed harder lying back on the bed. I walked over and sat at the bed beside him wrapping the towel around me.

"Remember the first day we met?" I suddenly asked breaking the silent moment we had previously been having.

He immediately starting laughing at the memory, "How could I forget? You threw your ice cream all over my brand new shirt."

I laughed along with him, "I wouldn't say threw. I tripped over my own feet, big surprise there. You just happened to catch me and my ice cream's fall," I replied smiling lying back on the bed with him.

"Don't lie. You planned it all out," Josh accused raising his eyebrows smiling.

"Oh did I? And why do you think that?" I asked.

"You had the hots for me ever since you saw me and 'tripped' so you could have an excuse to talk to me," Josh explained matter of factly.

"Keep dreamin'" I replied punching him in the arm laughing.

Our laughs dissolved to chuckles and then faded back to silence, us both staring at the ceiling in thought. It's funny how far I've come from that summer. Meeting a group of kids who I never dreamed of becoming so close to like I did and the downfall and us separating for two years only to be brought back together and reuniting with my father. It's funny how the world works.

"I'm glad you're here Mass," Josh finally said turning his head to look at me. I followed his lead and stared into his eyes, but I could see something in them, something I couldn't place.

"At the party?" I joked hoping to lighten the sudden serious mood that took over the room.

He smiled, "No I mean I'm glad you came to New York. I've missed you," he replied looking back up at the ceiling like he was embarrassed to admit it.

"Me too," I said softly and he just smiled and closed his eyes.

I looked over at him like I was noticing him for the first time. Josh was really attractive. His dark hair had unruly curls that were cut close to his head. His face was perfectly sculpted and I could notice his arms defined with muscles. I suddenly felt the urge to touch him. To feel the muscles on his arms, the sculpted abs on his stomach that I knew he had. I felt a blush creep up in my cheeks taking me by surprise. I tried to cover my face hoping he didn't notice. Why was I blushing? It was Josh Hotz. I fully expected to blush if it was Derrick, but Josh? There is seriously something wrong with my emotions right now.

"Right through here ladies?" we heard from right outside the door before Kemp strolled in drunkenly. Two girls giggled as they walked through the door, one of them a tall girl with a brown pixie cut, the other with blonde hair the reached the middle of her stomach and a clear as day nose job. Someone is sure getting some tonight.

"Oh sorry!" Kemp said a little too loudly as he noticed us. He led the girls back out and stuck his head back in the door before he left.

"I will leave you TWO alone," Kemp drawled wiggling his eyebrows suggestively, "And you owe me twenty bucks!"

"Just go get laid already Kemp!" I yelled back throwing a pillow towards the door. He laughed and closed the door quickly before it hit his face.

"Why do you owe him money?" I asked curious.

"I bet that he wouldn't get a threesome tonight," Josh explained chuckling, "I should never underestimate Kemp when it comes to girls. He's a lot better at it than I am that's for sure," he finished turning serious.

"That's not true," I replied quickly.

"No, it is. But thanks anyway," he said smiling tightly, looking in my dark eyes that contrasted with his bright blue ones. An uncomfortable silence ensued and I tried to think of something to say to break it with no avail.

"I should probably get going. I don't want my dad to worry," I finally said sitting back up. Josh did the same.

"I'll walk out with you. I should get back too," he answered standing up and sticking his hand out to help me.

Walking outside I felt a slight chill making me shiver and I couldn't help but hold my body tight trying to get warm.

"Here take my jacket?" Josh said slipping his navy zip up jacket from his body draping it across my shoulders.

"Massie I-" Josh started but was cut off.

"Block hold up!" Derrick said running down to the street where I was standing by my car, or my dad's car to be exact. Derrick could sense he was interrupting something and scrunched his eyebrows together.

"Sorry I just—I didn't really get the chance to talk to you tonight. You disappeared in there," he said looking down at his shoes.

"Sorry I fell in the pool and had to dry off," I replied smiling tightly although I wanted to say You were too busy sucking face with your tramp of a girlfriend. But obviously I kept that comment to myself.

"Oh," he said nodding, "well get home and try not to get sick from the cold shock," he finished smiling.

I just nodded and he said hey to Josh before leaving to go back in the house, probably to trade gums with his girlfriend. Not that I cared or anything, at least that's what I can't trying to convince myself.

"What were you going to say before Derrick cut you off?" I asked Josh noticing that he was still standing beside me.

"Oh nothing. Just that I will see you Monday at school," he replied smiling and giving me a hug and bidding me goodbye. I stood there and watched him walk to his car and weird nervous feeling in my stomach came over me that I couldn't place. What is happening to me?

Hmm.. Do I smell a little Mosh in the air? Hehe.

I wanted to have a little poll of who y'all liked better for Massie.

JOSH or DERRICK. Let me know in a review who you think?

Do not let the original Lisi Harrison characters sway your decision because we all know in the Clique series everyone loves some Derrington!