A/N: So, first off I want to say this chapter is really short. Only about 670 words. The main point is to introduce the problem you will see later on. I am planning on making the next chapter pretty long, including the Valentines day to the fourth of July. It will have something major with a minor character. I just need it to fuel the plot with someone else(: I hope you guys love it, and as always read and review!

Massie's POV

"Will you just shut up already? Kate just died like two episodes again and now Ari is trying to kill Gibbs!" Claire screamed.

"We both know Ziva comes in and kills Ari, who is also her half-brother. Anyways, we watched this episode two days ago." Derrick smirked.

I can not believe this. Derrick is sitting in my room, on my couch. Our first date, December 28th, had gone wonderfully. First he gave me my Christmas present, a gold necklace with a "D". His overly cliche reason? "I want you to be my girlfriend again.". It was truly amazing. I mean sure it was our first date, but we had been talking a while.

"Block? What the heck are you thinking about?" Derrick questioned at the end of the NCIS episode of the day.

"Chill Harrington. I was just thinking about Bean. She needs a new Valentine's outfit."

"Sure...well I have to head out. Cam wants to play a pick up game of basketball." He finished with a quick half hug and kiss.

"Claire, what's that look?" I questioned once he closed the door. She had been acting strange for a while now.

"Nothing, Mass. I was just thinking you should talk to him if you won't talk to me."

"Kuh-laire, I have told you I am fine. It was just stress. I mean, we are now in high school with an extremely rigorous academic load."

"Whatevs. I gotta get home. IM later?"

"We will see. Toodles!"

With that she was out the door, much to my relief. She was just freaking out because of my MINOR panic attack. Of course, I hadn't told her about all the days feeling down and worried. Or those stupid online tests I took. An alpha doesn't get depressed. Not when she has everything.

I mean, sure there is a family history of depression. That doesn't mean I am. I'm probably PMSing or something. It will go away...

Derrick's POV

"Cammie-boy. Why don't you just get with Claire again? Y'all are pratically already dating." I asked, mainly because I had noticed the way they had been looking at each other. Gosh I am turning into a girl.

"Dude, stay out of it. We move at a slower pace than you and miss control freak," Cameron jabbed back.

"Speaking of her, have you noticed anything wrong? I mean she's been really distant lately...I'm kinda worried."

"You have turned into a girl. No joke."

"I am serious man!" was my only response.

"The only thing I can think of is to ask Claire." Maybe he's right. I should ask a girl, more specifically her best friend.

Massie's POV

I can't do it. I can not get out of this be and go to school. So it's settled. I will stay in bed all day and watch overly dramatic shows. Done and done. I'll go back tomorrow. I just need one day off. Sure, this is the third day in a row since Derrington was over Monday, that makes it Thursday. I'll just take the rest of the week off. With a sigh, I turned off my alarm and went back to sleep.

My morning of napping ended at 11 when I began to get text-bombed.

"Mass, where u ?" from Alicia

"I miss u! Come back soon(:" Dylan sent.

"U R missing tons of work! I'll help u when u get back!" Kristin quickly followed.

However, the next text really caught my eye. "we've been studying depression in health and I am rly worried bout u. Talk to me?" from the one and only Claire.

I sighed and turned my phone on silent. I miss my friends, that's for sure. But it is so much easier to stay in bed. Mom and Dad think I am exhuasted and don't even question it. Tomorrow the girls will be over for our sleepover. I'll just talk to everyone then. But for now, I am turning on Desperate Housewives and eating ice cream.

A/N: So again, I used this chapter to introduce Massie's possible depression. This is something near and dear to my heart that I have personally struggled with. It mainly captures my struggle. I'll write soon.