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I remember when we kissed
I still feel it on my lips
The time that you danced with me
With no music playing
I remember those simple things
I remember 'till I cry

MARVIL ESTATE

DYLAN'S ROOM

4:02 P.M

Dylan Marvil not only felt like a bad friend, she knew she was a bad friend. She felt like pond scum. Who did she think she was anyways, hooking up with her best friend's boyfriend? Sure Massie gave her every reason to treat her like shit, but to hook up with someone else's boyfriend? That just wasn't right, it wasn't acceptable. Regardless of how Massie Block treated her sometimes, two wrongs don't make a right, she is still one of her friends.

Dylan picked up her pink razr and dialed the number that had become so familiar to her this summer. "Derrick?" She asked, practically squeaked.

"Yeah?" He asked, surprised that she was calling him this early in the day probably.

"Can you come over?" She asked into the phone and starred at her room. It wasn't very clean, and she really needed to have her maid come upstairs and clean it.

"Um," Derrick pondered for a minute before saying. "Yeah, I suppose I could grace you with my presence." He replied, trying to be funny. A comment that Dylan would have normally laughed at, but today it just annoyed her.

"Good." Dylan replied sternly and added, "See you in twenty." Before she closed her phone in a tough manner and groaning. She had to end this.

After waiting in her room for thirty minutes, he was ten minutes late, the butterflies started to grow in her stomach. Like Blair Waldorf said, those butterflies must die. There was a buzz on her intercom, she walked over to it and waited for her housekeeper to say something.

"You have visitor Miss Marvil." Her housekeeper said loudly in her high pitched accent, then added. "Want me to send him up?"

"Please." Dylan said, walking over to her door and opening it. She was greeted by the sound of foot steps coming up her stairs and the smell of men's cologne.

"Hey." Derrick said, walking into Dylan's room and closing the door. "What's up? Are you okay?" He studied her face, trying to figure out why she called him.

"You're late." Dylan said simply, sitting on her bed. "Nothings wrong." She looked around nervously letting the silence stretch out. "But, I do think we should end this now."

"End what?" Derrick teased, sitting beside her and smiling. God he was so cocky sometimes. "Because I know you don't want to end this." He stood up and wiggled his butt, causing Dylan to start laughing.

"Seriously, though." Dylan said after she stopped laughing. "I mean…Massie's my best friend, I can't keep this from her…"

"I know." Derrick took in a deep breath and glanced down at his feet. He gently gave her a hug and stood up, heading for the door. "For what it's worth, I really like you."

Dylan gave a soft smile and sighed, "I really like you too." She stood up and waved. "I'll see you at school tomorrow?"

"Yeah." Derrick replied, putting his hat on his head and opening the door to leave.

"Friends?" He turned around, asking her. He was unsure if they were still friends.

"Always." Dylan smiled and glanced at the clock. "Now go." She said, laughing and pointing at the door.

He rolled his eyes and let out a chuckle, "Hot date?"

"Going to see your girlfriend." Dylan laughed and picked up a pair of shoes that she had sitting to the side of her door.

His eyes grew wide and he asked, "You aren't going to say anything are you?"

As Dylan slipped on her shoes and grabbed her green coat she looked at him and said, "Do you think I'm crazy?" She twirled her finger to the side of her ear, looking like a first grader and smiled.

BLOCK ESTATE

MASSIE'S BEDROOM

6:08 P.M

"Hey, Massie." A girls voice called into Massie's bedroom, the sound of the door closing followed with a smell of her Juicy Couture perfume, giving it away that it was Dylan entering the room.

Massie looked up from her desk, where she was hunched over her laptop in a very un ladylike manner. "Hey."

Dylan stepped closer to the desk and took a seat on the floor and smiled up at Massie. "What're you doing?"

"Nothing." Massie shrugged, closing the laptop and turning her attention towards Dylan. "Did you hear?"

Dylan gulped, still nervous about Massie finding out about her and Derrick…even if they had decided to end it. "What?"

"Leesh is totally crushing on Mr. J." Massie rolled her eyes but had a hint of pride in her voice. "And she thinks he's returning the feelings."

Dylan giggled and replied, "Really?"

"I can see it." Massie laughed and then straightened a piece of shirt before adding, "I mean he does seem like he'd go for girls like her."

"What do you mean?" Dylan asked curiously, she had heard Massie talk trash about everyone—including herself, but she still didn't understand why she did. Nor did she understand what she meant by "girls like her".

Massie pushed her hair back and leaned forward, "Well, I mean…take the way she dresses for instant." She said, implying that Alicia often wore shorter skirts lately and lower cut shirts. "It's nothing personal, you know. He just seems like a playboy." She giggled and then said, "So what's new in your life?"

"Nothing." Dylan shrugged, her red hair bobbing from the sudden movement. "You?"

Massie smiled and said, "Can you keep a secret?"

"Sure." Dylan nodded, leaning closer and touching pinkies with her friend.

Massie pulled out her phone and shook it in front of Dylan's face. "Derrick texted me like, a minute before you came saying to meet him in the courtyard before school tomorrow."

"And?" Dylan asked a little to eagerly.

"I think he's going to ask me to prom." Massie smiled proudly and then noticed the look of sadness that was now etched across Dylan's face. "Don't worry I'm sure you'll find someone before then." Massie said encouragingly, misreading the look of sadness.

Dylan smiled in return and said, "Well that's cool, but, prom is like…forever away."

"True." Massie said, tapping her nail to her chin and letting out a sigh. "Maybe he's proposing?"

Dylan giggled, and said, "You're not serious right?"

"What do you mean?" Massie asked in the tone of voice that you could tell she was day dreaming.

"It's just…you both are so young, I don't think it would happen." Dylan said nervously tapping her fingers on her knee. "I'm not saying that in a mean way, I'm saying it truthfully cause I'm your friend."

"I guess you're right." Massie said with a sigh.

THE PINEWOOD

KRISTEN'S ROOM

6:30 P.M

"Ugh!" Kristen Gregory slammed her notebook down on her cheap desk, causing a few pencils to fall and her boyfriend to wake up from his nap on her floor.

"Whoa, you okay?" Dune Baxter asked, slowly sitting up from the pillow he was laying on.

"It's just…" Kristen started, starring at him and letting out a giggle because his hair was sticking up and he looked like a hobo. "I can't focus." She reached over and fixed his hair for him.

Dune leaned in a stole a quick kiss from her and sighed. "Should I leave?"

"No, no." Kristen shook her head and bent over to pick up the pencils that were scattered under her desk. "If you left I'd probably end up letting myself fall asleep."

Dune laughed and said, "What're you working on?"

"A paper for The Iliad." Kristen replied, glancing at the book that was sitting on her desk. "I really don't like this story." She wrinkled her nose and pushed a piece of her dirty blonde hair out of her face.

"Me either." Dune agreed looking equally disgusted. "So, Tyler has this weird idea."

"Which is?"

"That he's going to get valedictorian over you." Dune said simply and laughed, "But he's totally wrong you're going to steal it from his punk ass."

"I don't know…" Kristen said with a sigh, opening her notebook again. "But I know that I won't get it if I don't get this paper finished."

RIVERA ESTATE

ALICIA'S ROOM

7:41 P.M

"Hey, Nina." Alicia said into her hot pink phone. She was in need of some serious advice over Mr. Jackson, she wasn't sure who to turn to. She figured she'd call her cousin, Nina, because they had become very close the past few years—no matter the distance. "I need some advice."

"I'm listening." Nina purred into the phone, her accent thick and Alicia could almost see her batting her dark eyelashes and looking intently at her.

"Well," Alicia started. "There's this extremely hawt teacher and I've noticed he's been giving me the eye lately—"

"Affairs with a teacher, leetle Leesh?" Nina said in shock. "No-no, not a good idea."

Alicia laughed, "He's only like five years older then me."

"Well he's mine then." Nina said jokingly. "Cause then he's only four years older then me."

"If I can't have him I'd rather Celia or Isobel get him." Alicia said simply, and seriously. She would rather have Celia or Isobel date him than Nina for some reason.

"You can't see me cousin but I'm sticking my tongue out at you."

"Ladies and gentlemen the always mature, Nina Callas." Alicia kidded into the phone, sending the both of them into giggles as if they were first graders.

"Yes, well, I should go I think Eric wants to go out tonight." Nina breathed into the phone. Eric was Nina's boyfriend, they had been dating for two years now and they were talking about moving in together. "Just one thing leetle cousin?"

"What's that?"

"Don't play with fire." Nina said simply.

"When did you become so wise?" Alicia asked with a sigh, knowing that Nina was right.

"Years of practice." Nina said before adding. "I'll talk to you later, same time next week?"

"Yeah." Alicia said, hanging up her phone.

LYONS ESTATE

CLAIRE'S BEDROOM

9:56 P.M

"Jeeze Layne, ever hear of picking up your phone?" Claire joked into her new pink env2 and waited for the response of her friend.

"Sorry." Layne's voice seemed extremely loud. "I just woke up." She explained.

"It's fine." Claire's blue eyes wandered to her desk where she had placed the note from her locker. She still didn't have the slightest idea who placed it there or what they saw in her. She looked up at the poster that was hanging from her ceiling, it was the movie poster from 'Dial L For Loser." And suddenly she really missed the time she spent filming that in middle school when she first arrived in Westchester many years ago.

There was a few minutes of silence and Layne sighed, "What's on your mind Lyons?"

"Nothing." Claire started but then added. "Everything."

"Everything as in?"

"Well, I mean…" Claire tried to find words to explain what was going through her head. "Have you ever felt like, really lonely?"

"I guess." Layne said, clearly not understanding what Claire meant. Heck, Claire didn't even know what she meant.

"I got this note in my locker today…"

"Go on." Layne told her friend.

Claire sighed before saying, "Well, it was like a secret admirer note."

"Ooh." Layne said. Claire could almost see her smile through the phone.

"And it's really bothering me, I want to know who it's from." Claire finished after reading Layne the piece of paper and placing it safely in her desk drawer, switching ears on her phone.

"You know what?" Layne asked before sneezing. "Sorry I think I'm catching a cold, hold on I got to blow my nose." Claire heard the phone be place down and then the sound of Layne blowing her nose. Ew. "I saw someone standing by your locker earlier this morning."

"Really? Who?" Claire asked eagerly.