A/N: I was actually overwhelmed by the amount of reviews I got for the first chapter. Nine! I'm very happy. I expected maybe two. You guys are the best!
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"You can't go to school, because we've received news that there might be some agents watching this street, and we need to make it seem like we're on vacation, so they leave as soon as possible." Kendra explained. "It's not safe to send you kids to school, you're all very well-trained, but there's still a lot more to learn before you're prepared."
Massie sighed and sat down on the loveseat in the sitting room. "A year worth of training can't be that much." She complained. "I'm going to fall behind, being out of school for who knows how long!"
As shallow as Massie did seem, she took pride in the straight A's she got in school. Kendra blew out through her pursed lips as if frustrated by the trivial statement.
"Massie, family first." She reminded.
"Of course Mother." Massie said.
Family first. She'd had it ingrained into her head since age three. Family included the Riveras, Fishers, Lyons, Hurleys, Harringtons, Hotzs and Ploverts as well as the Block family. Family first meant you dropped everything you were doing, left your entire life on the back burner, no matter what it was you were doing, and you helped your family in anyway possible. It was something they all knew was important, even though all the teenagers wished they could ignore the motto.
"Good, I'm glad we're in agreement." William continued with his rules for safe living lecture. "This also means no loud music, try not to have the lights on at all, and use the tunnels.
Ah, the tunnels. Possibly Massie and Derrick's greatest idea ever. And they'd had quite a few good ideas. The tunnels went from the basement of one house, and connected to every other house that belonged to the "family", by way of extremely sanitary (thanks to Inez, Joyce, Kara, Hannah, Jamie, Lauren, Annie and Bethany) underground tunnel.
It made it possible to see each other when they were on lock down, which was important for business. And important for social activities as well.
Massie just nodded as her father rattled off the noise rules and then stood. "May I leave now? I'm going to Alicia's." She said politely.
"Go on, have fun." Kendra smiled, all seriousness gone. "Remember though, dinner at the Harringtons at six o'clock. Formal wear."
"Got it." Massie nodded once, and saluted her parents playfully.
Their relationship with their daughter had always been bipolar in a way, going from serious to like they were a normal family.
Massie left the room, heading down to the basement, the first stretch of tunnel was located next to the door of her soundproof room, where she could blast her music, watch a movie in surround-sound and have all her friends over and have no one hear it. It was perfect really.
She entered the tunnel, turning towards the red adjoining one. The Riveras were red, the Blocks purple, the Lyons were bright blue, the Hurleys were navy blue, the Fishers were green, the Harringtons were gold, the Ploverts were orange and the Hotzs were yellow.
She arrived at Alicia's basement without any trouble, and sauntered up the stairs, knocking on the door that led to the kitchen. Joyce opened it, letting her in with a smile.
"Alicia is waiting for you upstairs in her room, go on up." She instructed, while handing Massie a big bowl of ice cream and two spoons. She was convinced that the girls were too thin, and was always giving them food.
"Thanks!" Massie smiled, "and thanks for the ice cream." She added, lifting it up slightly, before hurrying up the stairs, determined to know why Alicia she insisted Massie come over in the hours usually spent getting ready for their formal dinners.
Alicia was reading a Teen Vogue magazine, and a rerun of Dance Moms was playing at low volume. She's obviously had the lecture about noise too.
"What's up Leesh?" Massie chirped.
Alicia shot up, and smiled. "Oh, you are going to like this." She muttered sarcastically. "I'm enjoying it, at least." She added.
Massie's eyes widened. Alicia tilted her head towards her laptop. On it, her Facebook was open. Massie hadn't been on at all today, and she moved closer to the screen to get a look at it. It was open to Massie's wall. Seven hundred posts. All from What's-His-Name-The-Counter-Guy. Massie's mouth dropped open.
"My dad is going to kill this guy!" She freaked. "I mean literally! Shoot him down, wipe away the prints kill him!"
Alicia made a calmling motion. Massie sank down on the bed.
"Remember the Kentucky incident?" She asked.
Alicia nodded, with a serious face. "You better pray he doesn't get that obsessed. Claire couldn't leave the house for two months."
"And now Kentucky-Boy's six feet under." Massie sighed.
"Well this will be interesting." Alicia smirked. "At least we were only on vacation in Kentucky."
"This will be five times as bad." Massie's voice was muffled, as she'd flung an arm over her face. "This is going to be awful. Just wait."
"Your dad will be lucky to get a piece of him." Alicia commented, a sly smile on her face.
Massie moved her arm and opened an eye. "What are you getting at Leesh?"
"That he'll have to move fast to get there before Derrick." Alicia grinned like a cat.
Massie raised an eyebrow. Alicia just continued grinning. Massie caught on fairly quickly.
"Derrick does not feel that way about me!"
"Sure..." Alicia drawled, disbelievingly. "Wait! So you feel that way about him?"
"No!" Massie said quickly. "No... no?" She added weakly, not convincing either of them.
Alicia clapped her hands over her mouth, bouncing up and down. "Oh my god, you like Derrick!" She had to whisper-shout so no one could hear them. "You, Massie Ariel Block, like him, Derrick Jace Harrington."
"Not for sure!" Massie protested.
"For sure." Alicia countered. "We've all known it for years. It's just you two that are too stubborn to admit it."
Massie went red. Alicia snickered, before laughing full out. After a moment, Massie began to smile.
"Alicia, you need to get ready for dinner, and so do I." She stood up.
"Yeah, yeah, go get ready for your boy toy." Alicia teased.
Massie stuck out her tongue, wanting to slam the door in a mock-angry way like they usually did, but not being allowed to, just in case.
"Bye Massie!" Alicia added.
"Bye Leesh." Massie herself could hear the smile in her voice.
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Massie was soon putting the finishing touches on her outfit. She had chosen a pretty dress with a loose white skirt, a black cinched belt around her waist and a purple scoop neck top, plain black heels, and her hair in a waterfall braid. She looked good, she knew, but when she texted Claire her outfit, she suddenly got nervous. What if her friends didn't like it?
Claire: gorgeous as always! Derrick's a lucky guy ;)
Massie rolled her eyes. How untrue. Okay. Maybe she wanted to look good for Derrick, but that was her business, and no one else needed to know. She settled for smoothing down her dress and joining her parents in the short walk next door, via the tunnel, to Derrick's house. Annie was waiting there for them, and she led them to the dining room, where they joined the Fishers, the Lyons and the Harringtons. Derrick stared at her as she sat down beside him in her usual spot.
"It's rude to stare." She whispered.
He went a little pink. "Sorry, you look great."
"Not so bad yourself." She replied with an easy smile, grateful that is was Derrick, and not say, Kemp, that she liked. That would have made it hard to converse with him. But Derrick, that was no problem, she could easily flirt with him, it was practically routine. In any case, Derrick was the perfect guy to have a crush on, she thought.
Then she realized he had been talking. "Sorry, what?"
"Massie!"
"Pardon?" She corrected herself.
Derrick winked at her, sipping water. "I asked if you could sleep over so we could work on our science project. I don't love the idea of going back to school when it's okay to, and having Johnston yell at us about not having it done." He repeated.
Massie grinned. "Mom, Dad?"
"No... you know." William raised an eyebrow.
"DAD!" Massie exclaimed, her cheeks reddening for the second time in the last three hours.
The parents laughed. Derrick shot her a half smile.
"No sir." He responded.
"Good, go ahead Mass." William agreed.
The dinner was boring as always, but the teenagers were excused early, so Massie went home to change and grab her science stuff. She returned to Derrick's house, and settled down in front of the T.V with him, in his basement study/friends room.
This would be interesting.