Disclaimer: I do not own the Clique.

Sorry about the crappy chapter last time, I completely rushed it in a hurry to get it out.

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The neon lights flashed brilliantly and the pizzeria shined from a mile away. The crowds rushed inside searching for a seat, and most waited in their cars not expecting to be sat for a while. Massie and Derrick breezed inside, he being on the soccer team gave him a automatic seat by the jukebox. They sat across from each other and looked at the menu. Massie shifted uncomfortably, her and Derrick had nothing to talk about with each other. She hated sports while that was what he loved talking about. Derrick in turn did not like shopping, and that was all Massie did in her spare time.

Derrick cleared his throat, and closed his menu. "I think I'm just going to have a small plain pizza," He decides, nervously tapping his fingers against the red and white table.

Massie slowly nods her head, she personally hates pizza, but she couldn't tell Derrick that, she was the one that suggested going to a pizza place. "I'll just have a salad, and a diet Pepsi," She finally decides, closing and putting the menu beside her empty plate.

"So what activities are you in to?" Derrick asks, brushing his long blonde hair out of his brown eyes. If he had known Massie even a little, he probably wouldn't have asked that since she was in nothing.

"Uh, you know a little of this, a little of that," Massie answers, glancing around the room, desperately trying to think of something to talk about beside school.

"Do you like soccer?" Derrick questions, curiously looking at Massie's face. He was the captain of the soccer team, and he couldn't date a girl who hated soccer, which was one of the reasons he had dumped Olivia.

"Totally, I try to attend every game," Massie sighs, this date was like going out with a brother she hadn't seen in years. The waiter walked over to ask what they wanted and Massie was relieved, now they could eat and not have to worry about talking. They gave their orders, and were told they would have to wait another twenty minutes before the food would actually come.

"I guess Friday was a bad night to come," Derrick laughs, his face turned into a gorgeous smile.

Massie gently smiles, and her eyes met his. "I have a question for you," She says, playing with the silver fork beside her napkin.

Derrick raises his eyebrow, and his dimples crinkle, his mouth turned into another heart-breaking smile. "Try me," He smirks.

"Why did you break up with Olivia?" Massie whispers, if the rumors were true and Derrick had broke up with Olivia to date other girls, that showed he was scared of commitment, and Massie didn't want that kind of guy for a first boyfriend.

"Olivia and I were together for nine months, and...things started to change," Derrick starts, looking off into the ceiling. "That was when I became captain of the soccer team, and most of my time was consumed with helping the players, and Olivia became jealous and needy," He adds, thoughtfully thinking back.

"So you broke up with her because she wanted more time with you?" Massie responds, not accepting his answer as a good one.

"No, she would yell at me for not having enough time with her, but when I asked for some time she would blow me off to hang with her friends," Derrick snaps, annoyed at having to talk about Olivia on a date.

Massie bit the bottom of her lip and closed her eyes briefly. She was getting Derrick mad, and that made her more nervous. All she wanted to know was why his last relationship didn't work out, and she didn't think that was so much to ask for.

The waitor came back with the food, and Massie smiled. She was getting hungry, and now she wouldn't have to talk to Derick anymore. She took a deep sip of her Diet Pepsi, and a small bite of her salad. Massie didn't want to pig out on a first date so she told herself only to take small bites.

Meanwhile, Derrick was slobbering over his pizza, and his mouth was full to the brim of cheese and bread. He smiled happily and stuck his straw to his lips to take a loud and deep sip.

Massie gagged a little, and tried to avert her eyes from her date. He could at least have some courtesy not to eat like a animal on their first date together. "Yummy," Massie comments, rolling her eyes.

"I love their pizza," Derrick says, his mouth full of pizza and soda, mixed together. "Want some?" He asks, holding out a half-eaten slice.

"No thank you," Massie declines, pouring some French dressing on her salad. She was hardly half way through with her meal, and Derrick was nearly done.

After a couple minutes, Derrick wiped his mouth with a napkin, and sighed contently. "That was a great meal," He laughs, wiping his hands together to get the excess crumbs off.

Massie smiled in agreement, and pushed her empty plate out of the way. "Ready to leave?" She asks, pulling her small black purse out from under the table.

Derrick nodded his head, and they both stood up. He throws a couple bills on the table, and they walked out together. Massie started to freak out, should she hug or kiss him goodbye?

When they reach her home, Derrick climbs out first, and politely opens Massie's door. "Thanks," She says, grinning. Walking up toward her front door they stay a few paces apart. They turn to face each other at the door, and Derrick leans in to give Massie a good-bye hug. She breaths in his cologne, and rests her head on his shoulder.

Massie takes a deep breath and lets go. Derrick turns to walk away, but before he does Massie grabs his arm and pushes her lips against his. He rests his hands near her waist, and Massie parts her lips slightly, taking in the moment of her first kiss. When Derrick finally breaks away, Massie whispers in his ear. "Call me tomorrow,"

Derrick nods his head, and places his hands in his pocket walking back toward his car.

Massie leans her back against the wall outside of her house, and jumped up and down, her whole body shaking from excitement. She couldn't believe her first kiss was with Derrick. Massie rushed inside her house, she couldn't wait to tell Dylan her wonderful news.

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Alicia waited patiently outside Josh's house after she rang his doorbell. When he answered, he looked surprised to see Alicia standing there. "Uh...hey Leesh, come on in," He finally responds, letting her in.

Alicia takes a seat on his couch, and moves her promise ring around her finger, noticing in turn Josh wasn't wearing his. "Where's your ring?" Alicia questions, moving a piece of her hair out of her face.

"I take it off at night," Josh answers, tugging up his blue pajama pants. He looked confused as to why his girlfriend was in his house at eight o clock at night.

"Josh we need to talk," Alicia says in a breath, moving her legs slightly away from him, so he could sit down next to her. He moved next to Alicia, and put his arm around her shoulder like he was used to.

"Um...what about?" He asks.

Shifting her body away, Alicia softly answers, "Us," She glanced down at the ground and sighed. "And as to why you never talked to me today in school, or wore your ring,"

Josh scratched the back of his head, and responded. "That's exactly why I didn't go near you, I forgot my ring, and I knew you would freak out over it,"

"You could have at least told me!" Alicia snaps, furious that her boyfriend of 10 months didn't know her any better.

"Alicia, do you hear yourself, your acting needy, and quite frankly I don't like it!" Josh yells back. He stood up and crossed his hands over his head, not knowing where to put them.

"Sorry if it's acting needy, just asking for a little time with my boyfriend," Alicia wiped a few tears from her eyes, and stood up quickly. "I'm leaving and don't expect me to come back," She adds.

"Go ahead!" Josh yells.

Alicia opened the front door and walked out. She looked back for a moment and couldn't take the sight of Josh standing there, looking at her. Her phone vibrated in her pocket, and Alicia eagerly pulled it out.

"Hello?" She answers.

"We need to talk," Claire sobs into the phone.

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