A/N: Chapter Five approaches and it brings KitKats and Sour Patch Kids. This was going to be really long, but my keyboard isn't working properly, and it's really hard to type, so you'll have to settle I guess
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if dreams could come alive- actually, in all honesty, it was supposed to be a small fight, but then the aftermath of it just sort of came out while I was writing, so I figured I could make it work with the rest of the story. Personally I hold grudges against some people, but there's about four people that I just can't stay mad at. And they're most definitely letting their pride get in the way ;)
PLDLaura- o.0 spooky. Anyways, thanks for the compliment! It means a lot!
JealousMuch51- ha "the plot thickens", very dramatic! As for the other comment, you'll just have to wait and see ;)
HoneyScriptx- ohhh you! You're so sweet! Updating, well obviously when you read this… and oh my gosh thank you for following me! I feel honoured.
LilyLilyLoo- wait and see ;) Thanks for reviewing!
MichellieC- um.. I'm not sure how to fix that.. but there's a lot of description this chapter if it helps?
Pinky456- I don't take offense! That should all be explained in more detail this chapter, I also felt like everyone reading just had to get annoyed with Massie for a while.
Brianna Sade- wow thank you! Don't worry, there's a lot that's going to happen before Massie and Derrick get together. I will definitely keep it going, it's the most fun I've had writing for Fanfiction in a long time.
Massie, on the outside, seemed to be perfectly fine with the fact she'd lost her best friend, and her partner in all things mischievous, whether it be for their parents benefit or not. But her friends knew better.
Derrick, on the other hand, was in no way pretending to hide his distress over the fact that they weren't speaking, but after their half-argument in the cafeteria, refused to speak to her as well. And he made it quite obvious he both missed her, and wanted nothing to do with her.
But the real moment-of-realization for Alicia and Claire, who had joined forces with the boys to get their friends together, came on a rainy Tuesday, and looking back, the rain seemed like a perfect indication of what was to come.
It all started when they realized that Massie and Derrick were never in the same room anymore. With the exception of classes, and during those, they sat on opposite sides of the classroom. After that Claire decided it was time to amp up the intensity of the GMADT plan. So she told the rest of the group her idea.
As it happened, they were able to put their plan into action on the same gloomy Tuesday, after school had ended for the day. Massie had gotten home, after driving home alone, just like she'd driven to school, and headed into the kitchen for a quick snack from Inez, only speaking when spoken to. Her unusual silence had even been noticed by even the housekeepers, who invested a keen interest in the teenagers they'd known since birth –they were mostly used to usually hearing an endless string of Massie babble, from everything about her day to what her plans were, to complaining about homework, to worrying about how she'd done on her Algebra test.
So when Massie just grabbed her air-popped popcorn and a Granny Smith apple and headed upstairs with a weak smile in Inez's direction, it was made obvious that she was done pretending to be okay with the fact that she and Derrick weren't friends anymore.
Massie let herself into her room, and immediately pulled her diary out from a loose floorboard under her bed. Only Massie, Alicia, and Claire –from whom she hid nothing- knew that's where it was. Flipping to the closest blank page, she started to write.
Tuesday April 9th 2012 (day 16 without Derrick)
I don't even know why I write in this thing, it's obviously not a real person, and I shouldn't really take any comfort from it. But I do. I guess maybe it's because I know Alicia and Claire read it when I'm not around, so in a way, I am talking to a real person. But maybe it's because I don't have to watch their faces while I speak, which makes it so much easier to get everything out.
Anyways, today was by far the worst so far. I know, I said that about yesterday, and the day before, and the day before… but I mean it every day. Every day it gets harder and harder not to cry whenever I see him. And I doubt he feels the same way. For all I know (and expect) he didn't mean he was in love with me. It was sister-love I think, and that just makes it worse. Because now I can never tell him the truth, I'm too scared.
Besides all of that drama you've been hearing about for the last 16 days, I had a nice conversation with Dylan today, who asked if it was okay if she went after Derrick. I stared at her for a long time, and then told her to go for it. I'm sure he'll love me for that. Oh wait, we aren't talking.
Well anyways, I have to go, there's someone knocking on my door.
-Massie
Massie sighed tiredly. "Hold on." She called out, and hid her diary. "Come in." She pretended to be doing math homework.
"Come on Massie, we're going." Alicia ordered.
Alicia had been sent in, because even though it was Claire's idea, Alicia Anastasia Rivera was much more forceful than Claire Stacey Lyons. Everyone in their group agreed. Therefore, in Claire's opinion, Massie was going to listen to Alicia if she was going to listen to anyone. That was just the Massie-Alicia relationship. So Massie didn't immediately throw Alicia out when the darker-haired beauty invited herself inside.
"What do you want Alicia?" She asked quietly, without looking at her.
Alicia sat down right in front of her. "We are all going out. As a group. Together." She said.
"Great." Massie feigned enthusiasm, sinking further into the comfort of her Dubstep hoodie.
"I have to pee, so go get them, and tell them we're leaving." Alicia practically shoved Massie out of her room, and onto the landing of the stairs.
"Fine." Massie huffed, some of her old attitude coming back, before going down to the foyer. "Alicia says- HEY!"
The last part was directed at Kemp, who had thrown her over his shoulder, leaving Josh, Cam, Chris and Claire to drag Derrick after the now-kidnapped Massie, and her captor Kemp. Derrick protested as he was propelled forwards.
They both ended up in Massie's basement room, and after throwing them inside, Claire pulled the door closed and locked it. Massie's mouth dropped open in shock. Her phone buzzed, and she fished it out of her pocket.
Claire: now work out your problems!
Massie dropped down onto her couch and sighed, still avoiding looking at Derrick. He refused the temptation to look at her as well.
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Half an hour later, and Massie had to look at Derrick. Thankfully he wasn't looking at her. She hadn't looked at him, just looked at him, for as long as she could remember.
Mentally she made a list of everything she loved about him.
His uncontrollable hair
His puppy-dog eyes
His smile
His stubbornness
His pride
His determination
His laugh
The way his eyes lit up when he smiles
His abs
The way he takes care of everyone he cares about.
"Hey." She hadn't even noticed she'd spoken until he turned to stare at her in surprise.
"Uh, hey." He replied awkwardly.
"I'm sorry." Massie blurted out. "I'm sorry that I ran away from you without trying to fix things, I'm sorry I ignored you, I'm sorry I lost my best friend because of it, I'm sorry because it's hurting our families because I refused to be in the same room as you, I'm just sorry."
Derrick's eyes widened. "I'm sorry too." He was almost whispering.
Massie looked at him again, from where she'd been staring with determination at her feet. "You shouldn't be sorry, there's nothing to be sorry about."
"I shouldn't have given up, I should've bothered you until you talked to me like we usually do when we fight." He explained.
That made her smile. "Yeah, but I shouldn't have stopped talking to you." She insisted.
"So are we okay?"
"We're okay." Massie confirmed.
Derrick: you can let us out now.
.&.
Massie and Derrick were back to being their usual, crazy selves with one exception. They never spoke of what had cause their fight. Ever.