I've been jumping from the tops of buildings, for the thrill of the fall, ignoring sound advice, or any thought of consequence. My bones are shattered, my pride is shattered, and in the midst of this self inflicted pain, I can see my beautiful rescue. I'm falling more in love, with every single word I withhold, I'm falling more in love, with every single word you say, I'm falling head over heals for you...

A week went by and I hadn't talked to Derrick. He was probably embarrassed to be seen with me because I wasn't popular like him. My birthday was during that

time. I got a beautiful Fender acoustic guitar with a sunburst finish. I loved it. I played it for 3 hours straight. I kept thinking about if Derrick thought I was a horrible singer/ guitarist. His

delayed reaction probably meant so. He was just being nice, which makes me like him even more. I don't crush alot on the guys at BOCD. The non-popular boys are all weird, geeky and

afriad of girls, while the popular guys belonged to the Pretty Committe, and they wouldn't date the other girls. They were the ultimate clique. I've never really been jealous of Alicia Rivera

until now. She had everything; money, amazing beauty, friends, she was the alpha of the Pretty Committee and most of all, she had Derrick Harrington. Somehow every thought i had

trailed back to him. It was a crush, but one that was definatly not returned.

A few days later I got a text from Derrick.

Derrick: Hey, sorry that I missed your B-day.

Massie: It's totally fine.

Derrick: No, it's not. Can I make it up to you?

Massie: Um, sure...?

Derrick: Okay, I'll pick you up at 7 for dinner ;)

WHAT!? Is Derrick Harrington seriously taking me to dinner?!? It probably means absolutly nothing, but it still meant something to me. It wasn't a date.

Although I wish it wasn't, it is just two friends going out for a birthday dinner.

Derrick lives about a minute walk from me, and I live about a 5 minute walk from most of the restuarants in Westchester. At 7 he showed up at my doorand we

started walking and talking.

"What are you doing the rest of the summer?" He asked me.

"Nothing really, just hanging out and playing guitar. What about you?" I asked.

"Hanging out, playing some football and skating." He told me.

"You skate?: I asked, suprised by this fact.

"Yeah, I have forever. It's really awesome." He said. I always thought that skater boys were hot. We arrived at the restaurant. I reached for the door at the same time that Derrick did,

and our hands touched. I felt an electric shock as our hands touched. I think that Derrick felt it too because he jumped back with his eyes wide. He quickly recovered and opened the door

for me. During dinner we sat and talked about school, summer, hobbies, movies. we didn't run out of topics. After dinner he walked me home and gave me a hug and I walked inside.I

went to bed and layed all night thinking about Derrick, with his shaggy blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes...

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Sorry that the chapters are so short:(...im going to tennis camp for a week, so i'll try to upload the rest of the story by tommorrow night :)

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