SOMETIMES THE ONLY ONE THAT CAN STOP YOU FROM CRYING- IS THE ONE MAKING YOU CRY.
"Oh.My.God. You will not believe it" Alicia hopped on Massie's bed
"What, what is it"? Massie asked, rubbing her eyes. She wasn't what you'd call a morning person. The earliest se woke up on weekends was around 12 A.M. That was one of the most pleasant things about getting out of school- she no longer had to wake up at the usual seven thirty
"It's that stalker, Claire, again". Alicia stared at her phone in disbelief. "I was just checking my messages and I saw that she had sent me pictures of her and Derrigton being "friendly" again. Why is she trying to flaunt their so called friendship so much, I know their so friends and all, but I seriously don't give a rat's squiggly ass. This is getting on my last nerve. I'm going to start adding her to my IGNORE list"
"No, the real question is: why does she keep on sending you pictures of her and Derrigton. My phone is one too, it's not like you're the only one available. After all, he is my boyfriend, not yours, Kristin's, or Dylan's. Why would she be sending you the pictures instead of me, unless she's trying to hide something"
"I have no idea, but I'm going to be burning this Sidekick sometime soon so she won't be able to send me any pictures. Take a look at this". Alicia waved the phone in Massie's face
Massie looked at the pictures. In one of the pictures Claire and Derrigton were acting very friendly indeed, in fact they were……. FRENCH KISSING!!!!!!!!!!. She took at second glance at the picture. Her eyes got so big they were bulging out of her head. Her face was exploding with anger and she could feel it getting hotter and hotter by the minute. She resisted the urge to punch anything and everything around her. There was just so much building up inside of her right now, she felt a mixture of hurt, anger, and betrayel, but mostly hurt. "That stupid Slutty bitch!!!" Massie yelled, before running to bathroom to puke
Alicia looked at the picture surprised. I didn't know they was a picture of them kissing. She was about to talk to Massie about this but she had already left the room
Massie puked the remaining of last night's dinner into the toilet. Her long, Burnette hair was all spiked up and messy, and her eyes were red and puffy from crying. She didn't even care that her favorite purple silk Versace pajama's were ruined. Massie was royally pissed. Royally pissed at Derrigton for cheating on her, royally pissed at Claire for betraying her friendship and trust, and royally pissed at Alicia for showing her the fucking picture. In fact, she was going to spend her life royally pissed. She knew her cheating boyfriend and conniving bitch of a friend were scheming something behind her back
"Massie, are you okay"? Alicia burst into the bathroom where Massie was kneeling down beside the toilet, and rushed by her side, concerned. "I'm so sorry Massie I didn't know about that picture"
Massie sobbed
"Massie"?
Massie sobbed some more, but louder this time
"Massie, speak to me I'm starting to think something is wrong"
"That's because something IS wrong" Massie cried. Her perfectly flawless face now with endless tears running down it faster than ever before. "She ruined everything!!! Who does she think she is, I created her, I'm the one that gave her a damn life. Before I graciously invited her into MY world, she was a fashionably challenged- no good- dork. And what does she do to repay me- kisses my boyfriend, and then has the guts to take pictures of it!
Pictures?! Unbelievable."
Guess she could just kiss her Dream goodbye. Her and Derrigton were supposed to go to NYU together and then after they graduated they would have a huge fairytale wedding filled with gorgeous tulips and tons of champagne. The bridesmaids would wear beautiful- to die for soft and silky Chloe dresses and the men would wear Richard James suites. Massie and Derrigton would walk down the aisle hand in hand like lovers do and say their promising "I do's. After they got married they would live in a gorgeous house in Beverly Hills, and they would live happily ever after.
Well that's certainly not going to happen now, is it?
"I was wrong about her" Alicia said. "She isn't a loyal person to hang out with. You know at first I wasn't to found of Claire, then I actually started to like her a little bit…weirdly, but now I'm back to that point when I really don't regret us putting gum in her hair back in the 7th grade. A person who would do such a horrible thing to their friend isn't a true friend after all"
"Oh, trust me, I figured that out already" Massie murmured bitterly
'I bet she's the total opposite of the way she act" Alicia continued. "She acts like she's little Ms. Innocent, but in reality I bet she's far, far from that. She probably goes to x-rated parties every night, stocks up on lot's of booze, and wears way too tight clothing"
"Me and Derrigton first me at a party" Massie sniffled. "That was when we had our first kiss"
"I'm sorry" Allison hugged Massie. "I know it must be hard seeing your best friend with your boyfriend. It would be hard on anybody. I personally didn't experience that with Josh, but I can still see how upset you must feel"
"Ex best friend" Massie corrected
"Well Ex- Best Friend"
Briiiiiing!!!!!!
"Oops, that's me" Alicia said. "Mind if I take it. It's probably Kris or Dy. I'm sure it's not Claire because she never calls. She always texts"
"Sure, but I thought you were burning your phone"?
"Yeah, I was, but Dylan and Krisin need me right now. I'm their cure to Algebra bordness"
"O- okay" Massie forced a smile, but unfortanely she didn't succeed
Alicia opened up her phone but clasped her hand over her mouth when she read the Caller ID: CLAIRE LYONS. "It's Claire, you want to cuss her out or want me to?"
Massie sighed. Godilocks was going to learn her lesson the hard way. No one gets in Massie's territory because it's a living hell if you do. "Tell her to pull her tacky- outdated- Keds out of her ass and get a freaking clue. She's official out of the Clique- forever. And if I ever see her wrinkled messed up face again, it'll be on her funeral"
"Kay" Alicia turned back to her sidekick." Massie said pull her tacky outdated keds out of your ass and get a clue. She also said you're out of Clique. Done! Alicia slammed her phone shut
"What'd she say" Massie asked
"She didn't really say anything, but when I hung up I heard someone crying in the background"
"Good" Massie said. "She deserves it for making my life miserable"
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Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock
"Come in" Alicia called
Kendra Block walked in the room dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and matching shorts. Her hand was pulled into a tight pony and a huge smile was plastered across her face. She was the middle aged version of utter coolness. "Massie, honey, you and Alicia have been trapped in this room for hours. Aren't you hungry? The room service people made you some delicious pancakes and eggs, perfectly fluffy just the way you like them."
"We've been in her that long" Alicia asked, surprised. " I didn't even notice. I thought it was only like thirty minutes, wow does time fly by fast"
" I don't feel like eating" Massie growled. " I don't feel like doing anything , but laying in bed thinking about how my life has become totally and completely screwed up"
"Bunny Bear, what's wrong"? Kendra stroked Massie's back
Massie's number one rule: Never ever call her an embarrassing nickname while she's in a crappy mood, and especially around her friends
"Derrigton cheated on her with Claire" Alicia whispered to Kendra
"Oh, honey, I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding" Kendra brushed the insanely crazy idea away. "Claire would never do such a thing. I've the met the girl, she's absoutley lovely. Sweet, sweet girl she is. You know she has her mother's gorgeous blue eyes and her father's petite frame. Although, I will admit she is a little on the chubby side, it must all ice cream and chips she consumers from out kitchen" Kendra laughed
"Mother, I don't care about how "absoutley lovely" Kuh-laire is, nor do I care how fat she blows up to be eating millions of carbs. And if you don't think Claire is a backstabbing witch then look at the pictures of her and Derrigton on Alicia's phone. I don't think that's something to be too cheery about, do you?" Massie snorted. "God, you act like she's a freaking saint". Massie's mother treated Claire like she was a pot of gold, a gift from the angels. When is reality, she was just ignoring the true facts: Claire was just as snuck up and snobby as the rest of them.
"Now, I never said she was a saint" Kendra protested. " I was just giving the girl some complements, is there something wrong with that? You are probably just overdramatizing like you usually do. The kiss you are talking about probably a mere peck or kiss on the kiss. I see no reason to murder the girl over something as plain as a little peck"
Murder: HA! Like that even describes what she's going to do to Claire once they set foot back in OCD
"Mrs.Block, here is the picture that Massie was talking about. The 1st few pictures were okay, but the last one went over the line" Alicia handed Kendra her cell
"Oh My" Kendra gasped. "Well that is certainly some heavy mouth interaction. "Mabye she's drunk or something, that's the only thing that would explain that kind of behavior. What do you think Massie, you think she's drunk?
"No, she's not drunk" Massie rolled her eyes. "Claire would never drink, she would rather jump off a five hundred foot bridge then do something that will damage her health"
"Oh" Kendra stared at the picture once again. " I'm sorry I didn't believe you honey, Claire just seemed like such a sweet angel"
Well newsflash, she isn't. she's a devil, a mean little devil. Massie pulled out her Palm Pilot from her Fendi Spy Bag.
IN
Jordan
TPC
BED
OUT
Claire
Derrigton
Pancakes
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Massie and Alicia had sunbathed, Surfed, waxed, and visited the Sea aquarium. It was finally time for the party they've been waiting for.
"So which outfit do you think I should wear"? Alicia asked. She was standing in front of the life sized mirror holding a graphite beaded cashmere dress and a red, long, and silky Marc Jacobs dress, on either side of her. Her shiny, black hair was already blow dried and curled into tiny ringlets above her shoulder, and sprinkles of deliciously scented sparkly powder covered her entire body. Alicia was wearing tons of blush, black mascara and peach flavored lip gloss. She was the image of perfection, or at least she would be when she found the right dress. "They both make my butt look big, but the Marc Jacobs one screams: older, mature, and sexy"
"Wear the Marc Jacobs one then" Massie said in a bored tone. She really didn't feel like discussing dresses and whatnot for once in her life, she was depressed
"Will do" Alicia said, then slipped on the dress and her favorite pair of Christain Louboutin strappy heals. She gave herself the once over- now she looked like a sex kitten. Blondes are not the only ones who can look hot, Kristin. She turned around and noticed Massie was still lying in a bed playing with a purple mechanical pencil instead of getting ready for the party that was in less than 15 minutes.
"Mas, are you going to get dressed for the party? We're going to be late, and one thing I hate is being late for a party"
Massie was still playing for her pencil completely unaware of what time it was. 'Do I look like I want to go to a freaking party?! No that's because I don't want to go. God, Alicia you are so clueless sometimes". Her words were razor sharp
Alicia ignored the clueless comment, Massie was still angry over the Claire and Derrik kiss and it was going to take some time to boil over. " I cannot believe you're not going to go the party, I thought you were excited to go. What happened to the whole: I'm not going to let Claire and Derrigton get me down on this break. You've only been moaning and groaning about them the entire day. Seriously, if I wasn't such a good friend I would have ditched you by now. And by the way, Jordan is probably expecting you to be there, that's the only reason he invited us- to see you .He was totally winking at you. We have 3 days left at the Bahamas, and I don't want to spend it with you crying over some guy who wears shorts in the winter, and I don't think you want to either. You need to stop worrying about them and just have fun- you deserve it."
Massie took a deep breath and tried to let what Alicia said sink in. she official gave up. "Fine, I'll go to the party, but keep in mind I'm only going so you won't be alone with some perv to rot. Pull me up first" she held out her hands
'Ya! Alicia clapped, then pulled Massie off of the bedspread
Massie walked to her closet and pulled out the 1st best thing she saw: A black Kate Spade Halter dress and a pair of ballet flats. She quickly slid the dress and the ballet flats on then put on a pair of black Chanel sunglasses. Her eyes were still bloodshot from all the crying she'd been doing so she didn't want anybody to think she was a homeless nobody who had no fashion style whatsoever. She didn't even bother putting on makeup seeing as how it would just drain down her face. Massie grabbed her purse and her and Alicia left
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Massie and Alicia entered the huge Bahmas's casino through the automatic double doors and felt a huge wave of cold air hit them. There were eight fans pinned to the wall. It was filled with neon lights and disco balls hanging up from the celing, where you could also see a guy in his mid fourties controlling the music that was blasting out- "Living on the Halejuauur side". The floor was littered with inflatable beach balls, fake grass and sand, and confetti. It looked like an actual beach without the disco balls. Massie could see everyone bopping their heads to the music and enjoying refreshments in the left side corner, but she could also see eyeballs scanning her head to toe in a disqusted way. The only time people looked at her were either 1: if they were imaging themselves as her and looking for the latest trends or 2: if they were crazy jealous because se was so uber fabulous and they weren't. in this case, it was neither because as far as they were concerned they didn't have the slightest clue who Massie Block was, and these Bahama's people were way older than her like 18, 19, and 20, so they probably just thought Massie was another freak kid who wore sunglasses inside of buildings instead of the most popular, cliché person at her school, in Wescher, New York. But the only reason she looked like shit is because she felt like shit.
" uh, I don't think we were supposed to dress up for this party" Alicia said dumbly glancing at others outfits
"Guess not". Massie had just noticed that everyone was wearing normal everyday clothing like Levi jeans, polo's and skirts. Few were wearing party outfits to her surprise
" Jordan should have told us what kind of outfits to wear" Alicia sighed." Now we're going to look so out of place compared to everyone else. But at least we look ten times older and twenty times hotter. If we would have worn our usual boring school outfits to class I guarantee we would have been mistaken for Barney's little angels, which would ultimately ruin my life in a major way"
"Are you saying my outfits are boring and ugly"? on Wensday's the Clique wore all pink thanks to Massie's brilliant and fabulous idea and her maid, Inez." You know leesh, I would love to put your face in that nice, pitcher of punch by the table, but fourtanlely for you I'm not feeling 100 well, so I'll bare you the pain and suffering of ruining you ah-dorable poodle face". She was joking as always, but she was still mad at Alicia for saying her outfits were Pre-K, that is so vile
"I'm not talking about your outfits, geez, don't go all che chi chom on me. I was talking aout kuh-laire's horror movie outfits we have to wear 4 out of 5 days out of the school week"
Massie clenched her fists in frustration at the thought of Claire, the mother fucker. "Ugh! Don't even get me started on her. It has to be a crime wearing high waisted gap jeans, grammie skirts, and sneakers to school"
"Def" Alicia laughed. "Most of the time I sneak and change clothes though, but tell me again why you're wearing those glasses? Nobody's going to check you out if you're wearing sunglasses"
"Because I have no makeup on, therefore my face is naked, and my eyes are all puffy so it looks like I haven't gotten sleep in ages. Tell me again why you care so much about my appearance when you pratically begged me to come to this stupid party knowing I wasn't going to look my best. We could have had a better party- Massie's pity party"
"Puh-leeze" Alicia rolled her eyes. "Your outfit is so hot it makes mine look ugly, but wearing sunglasses inside makes you look so….."
"Weird"?
"Exactly" Alicia said. "You can borrow my black eyeliner if you want so your eyes won't look so puffy"
"I'd rather not" Massie said
"Why"? Alicia asked
"Rumor has it that if you wear someone's else eyeliner or eye shadow you get this yucky eye disease called yseytea"
Alicia raised her eyebrow. "And you believe them"?
"Of course" Massie said. "It sounds scary enough to be true"
Alicia sat in one of the spinning bar stools and ordered something to drink. "Hey, what do you have that is low fat, low chlosophelyll, and sugar free?"
"Water" the waiter replied
"No cappicuonis"? Massie asked
The waiter shook his head. "I'm afraid not
"Okay then" Alicia took out her visa credit card from her Burgandy Leather wallet and slid it to the waiter. "Two waters please"
"Sure thing" the waiter grabbed the credit card and then filled up two tall glasses with Ice. He gave it to Massie and Alicia
"I'm going to get some punch after this" Massie said. " I hate water"
" I drink it all the time" Alicia said. It burns like 360 caleries"
"Seriosuly"? Massie beamed, sitting up straighter
"Yeah, totally. It just burns up all her calerious in the snap of a finger"
"We need to tell Dylan about that diet plan" Massie said. She clutched her glass of water, just about to take a sip when she saw Derrigton's face on the side of the glass. She immediately set it back down. "OH MY GOD". She's even starting to see Derrigton on the side of her glass. She felt of wave of sadness overcome her entire body when she looked at his gorgeous face. Massie couldn't stop thinking about him no matter how hard she tried, no matter how hard she purposedly hit her head on the table, and no matter how hard Alicia told her to stop thinking about him. She had gone crazy, pyscotic, out of her mind. She just couldn't clear her mind of Derrigton for one second, and it was anything but normal. Normal people DON'T see their ex- boyfriend's on glasses, that's for sure. Mabye she needed to got to a mental instution.
"What's wrong"? Alicia asked
"I just saw Derrigton on my glass! Look, he's right there" Massie showed Alicia her glass
" I don't see anything, but I do think you need to visit a shrink" Alicia suggested. "My dad knows a good back in NYC. So far you're seen Derrigton on the shower pane, on your toothbrush, and in the sink. Am I missing anything?"
"Am I pathetically insane"? Massie moped
" Just a little" Alicia answered
"Hey, wanna dance"?
Massie spinned around in her chair to face Jordan. "Um, I don't know" she said. " I don't really feel like dancing right now, and besides Leesh probably doesn't want to be alone-"
"Massie" Alicia interrupted. "You're dancing, I'll be fine. Puh-leeeeeeeze take her away" Alicia begged Jordan with pleading eyes. "She's making me depressed"
" Let's dance, it'll be fun" Jordan smiled
"Okay" Massie said. If Claire and Derrigton could makeout behind her back, then she could dance with Mcfoxy here
Jordan let her out to the dance floor and put his muscular arms around her bony waist, while she put her arms around his neck. He smelled like all the good mainly smells, it reminded her of this really good, strong smelling cologne she had got her dad for father's day from barney's- Aquadi Parma. The DJ had now changed the music so they were dancing to spice girls
"What's with the sad face"? Jordan asked. "Is it that bad dancing with me"?
"What are you talking about? I'm totally not sad" Massie lied
Jordan gave her the I-know-your-lying look. " I can tell you are sad about something because you have been looking down at your shoes for the last 15 minutes we've been dancing. Now what is it your sad about? I hate to see pretty girls sad because it makes me sad, and you don't want me to be sad, do you?"
Guys actually get sad? Shocker. Most guys I know don't have a sensitive bone in them whatsoever. If she were to tell him about Claire and Derrigton the tears would just start to roll back down again, and the last thing she wanted was to be bawling in front of this guy like a big cry baby. "Long story short:EBF&EBF"
"Huh"? I'm kinda new to the New York lingo so could you fill me in"?
"Exboyfriend&Exbestfriend" Massie said. "Tons of strings attached. She wasn't going to go in lengths to discuss them any further, it was just too horrifying
"Ah, some I'm guessing you best friend and your boyfriend cheated on you"?
"Uh- huh"
"You know the exact same thing happened to me" Jordan admitted. " I was in love with this gorgeous model that I thought loved me back. We spent every minute together, looking into the moonlight. Unseperable, we were, but two years later into the relation ship she had run off and slept with some other guy, I was mortified, but I soon figured out she only loved me for my money"
How sad, Massie though. Then it hit her, Mabye the only reason why Derrigton loved her in the 1st place was because she was filthy rich, but then again he was rich too. Love was so confusing and defitnely unhealthy. She should have took that pancake after all, she was starving. 'So is that why you're banning women"?
"Who told you that"? he asked, wrinkling his eyebrow in a confused manner
"Your sister Allsion"
"She talks way to much doesn't she"?
"Way to much" Massie agreed
"Well, I'm not exactly banning women, but I'm giving them a break for the time being. Every since Lola cheated on me, my ex girlfriend, I just wasn't able to open up my heart to another lady. And I have many other things that occupy my attention as well like school, babysitting, modeling-
"Wait- wait, you MODEL for Abercombie&Fitch"?!
" Hollsiter" he corrected her
" OH MY GOD, THAT IS SOO COOL. THAT IS SOO COOL. I mean you looked like a model, but I didn't actually think you were a model". Even though Massie thought Hollister was a kiddie store, she often bought random clothes there just to have the bag blown up as her poster. A&F's and H's models were totally drool worthy. It was like they were on steroids or something
"Yeah, well the money's pretty decent for something as simple as modeling clothes, but back to your love problem"
Groan!
"A long time ago somebody told me that if it your love was meant to be, then they would come back to you, and if wasn't meant to be they wouldn't. Love is a magical then that no two people can control, you just have to follow your heart"
"Thanks" Massie felt herself getting teary eyed
-x-
"Massie and Alicia were painting their fingernails and toes while in Victoria's secret white, cotton robes, when suddenly Massie's phone rung. She dug into her brown Miu Miu bag and retrieved her BlackBerry. She read the Caller ID: Derrigton. Just dandy. She only had one thing to say and she was going to make it quick. She typed vigerously with her French manicured fingernails: YOU BASTARD CHEATED ON ME WITH THAT FUGLY SLUT, CLAIRE, SO NEVER, EVER CALL OR TEXT ME AGAIN!!!. GOT IT? GOOD
Let's hope he got the message by now: Massie and Derrigton were over
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Authors note: okay, what do you guys think. Please review. More reviews sooner update. There will only be one more chapter before I wrap this fic up so I want to know what you guys think. Sorry for the long wait. Wait it wasn't that long. Yeah, my fingers are totally aching now. This took 14 apges in word doc. So do me a favor and review and review! So what do you guys think: do I want me to leave this as a cliffy or do you want your last chapter? I'll be waiting while you decide
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