Okay, from now on, don't believe anything I say about updating because I was so wrong. This is not the final chapter, but I decided to split it up. And I was going to give you guys 2 chapters at once, but I wasn't quite finished with the other chapter yet. So instead, you will have Kristen and Dylan's POV in this chapter. Hope you like, and REVIEW!

Kristen and Derrik will be in the upcoming chapter, after this.

There's Love in the air and it smells a lot like…

"I'm so in love" Dylan Marvel pranced up beside Kristen and sighed dreamily.

Kristen rolled her eyes. She could care less about how Dylan was supposedly so in love for the umpteenth time. All she noticed was how Dylan's poised and glimmering petite frame was unusually and unhealthily thin- like she lost thirty-pounds in the last two weeks. Kristin was fully aware that Dylan had once been bulimia, but she thought that problem had ended months ago when Dylan had been sent to rehab.

Part of the reason why she weighed an insanely sixty- pounds was because of her short height, the other being because she only ate nutritious bars and drunk mineral water

"Why are you so thin?" Kristin asked Dylan, looking her up and down worriedly. "I thought you had gained back your lost weight while you were at that rehab clinic. What happened?"

Infuriatingly enough, Dylan ignored the question, lost in dreamland about her soul mate. Her recently died dark brown hair was cut and piled into a messy knot on top of her head, and she was wearing her latest purchase: a denim mini skirt, a brown and pink polka dot polo, and pink suede loafers. She perched her elbows against a locker. "I said, I'm in love," Dylan repeated. "Aren't you happy for me?"

"That's amazing Dylan", said Kristen. It was seriously getting annoying how Dylan ignored any topic concerning weight issues. "But why are you suddenly anorexic all over again?"

"They were trying to get me fat!" Dylan wailed dramatically. "You should have seen those dim wits giving me all those high calorie foods. I was on the verge of dying. Dying.

I had to escape that place as soon as possible, so I climbed out my window when everyone had gone to bed. Thankfully, I was able to lose the pounds I had gained at the clinic. "But don't worry", she reassured Kristen in a calm and convincing tone, like she had no idea she was in grave danger, "no one found out. Now can we please discuss something important like love. Oh, how I feel so carefree and happy that I finally found true love"

She wondered where Dylan got that crazy theory that making yourself sick wasn't important. But she wasn't about to dwell on it. She was though, going to make sure that Dylan knew what she was getting herself into. "You know you're going to have to stop throwing up eventually, right? I mean, it' only a matter of time before your mom finds out. And plus you don't actually want to look like Nicole Richie I'm sure. Do you know how many problems that girl has? Too many."

"Ahem. Whatever," Dylan yawned, fidgeting with her beaded bracelet. She would much rather talk about love than how she occasionally stuck her finger than her throat

"So, who is it?" Kristin asked, finally caving in

"Cam!!!" Dylan squeled, unable to control her excitement. She had finally found her prince charming, her knight in shining armor. And he was hers. All hers. Her Cammie. They had first discovered their love for each other in French, when Dylan had "accidently" dropped her pencil directly besides Cam's feet, knowing very well the seductive game she was playing, and then Cam picked it up like the best, adorable, most sweetest guy ever. It was at that moment when their eyes locked and undeniable spark began to form, leading them to where they are now: girlfriend and boyfriend; Dylan and Cam. It was also a major bonus that Cam was a soccer player. Dylan had a thing for jocks. They were so… yummy. She felt like she was flying on a cloud of bubbles and never wanted to hit the ground again. Either that, or she was in the middle of a fantabulous, magical dream

She had never felt so in love in her entire 15 years of living. Even though she was pretty and even considered a little famous since she was the daughter of Merri- Lee Marvil, host of The Daily Grind, she had yet to find that one true love. That one true love that made you spin around and around and around in a daze. That one true love that Massie and Derrik shared, and felt a bit jealous of them at times. Massie was perfect. Derrigton was perfect. And they were the most disqustingly perfect couple on the face universe

She twirled a strand of one of her loose newly done brown locks around and around on her tiny finger and invisoned the outfit she was going to wear later that day when her and Cam went to the movies Friday. Whatever she picked it had to be none the less perfect. This was her first date with Cam and she wanted it to be a night to remember for both of them

"Doesn't Cam have a girlfriend?" Kristin questioned, raising a eyebrow. It's so like Dylan to run around snatching another people's boyfriends just because she couldn't keep her own for more then five seconds. Although, she couldn't help but wonder if maybe Cam and Claire had broken up over the Derrik scandal. Last she'd seen them they were cuddling in the hallways, but who knows where they stand in their relationship now

"So?" Dylan shrugged, like she could care less if Claire and Cam were over or not. It's not her problem. And she was pretty much sure Cam would choose her over Claire anyday. Look at her, she's Claire. And that itself was enough to make her vomit twice the amount she already does. Luckily for her, she has a hot new bod that boys are probably craving at. Would it be because she didn't stack up on sugars and sweets like a certain blonde?

Not that it was even a competition between the two. Cam had made it crystal clear that Claire and him were over. So Cam could mingle with whomever he wanted, as much as he pleased. But as long as Dylan was the only one he was mingling with, things would be fine. Dylan was determined to make this relationship work unlike her other failures: Chris, Dean, Nathan, Jake, Dan, Logan… the list could go on and on

"They broke up". She didn't know why they broke up, but then again, did she seriously give a fuck? Not really. She was going to take advantage of this rare opportunity before Claire came crawling back to Cam In that innocent way of hers to try to convince him to her back into his heart, then Cam would fall for her all over again. It's too dreadful to even think about it

Before she gave Kristin any time to reply, Dylan was screaming the most high pitched scream ever. Kristin had to cover her sensitive ears to protect her from getting some kind of hearing loss. "Boyfriend!!!". Oh, and Kristin, Me and Charlie are going shopping tonight, so try to convince your meddlesome, opinionated mom to unlock you out of that damn house. And with that she danced- yes danced- over to Cam and swung her bony arms around his neck, breathing in his drakkoir Noir cologne

Kristen couldn't resist laughing as she watched the couple engage in an intimate kiss in plain view of everyone. She strolled around and wove through the clusters of girls and boys whispering and giggling, as they made their way to their lockers or classes in the high-celienged, granite tile school

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