"Unbelivable." Bridget squealed. Massie stared at her beautiful blonde best friend. Bridget had been Massie's best friend since middle school. Bridget was busy squealing about Derrick. That was all she talked about for the past thirty minutes.

"So, uhm, do you like Derrick?" Bridget asked Massie. Massie laughed. "Ew, no."

"Really?" Bridget raised her eyebrows. Massie nodded slowly. She never really thought about Derrick and Bridget together. It could be possible. Bridget was gorgeous and really smart. She even had her conceited moments just like Derrick. But no! Massie thought Derrick Harrington was mine! Massie's eyes widened at her own thought. She didn't even like Derrick.

"Mass." Bridget said. Massie looked at her. "Uhm, yeah?"

"Do you like Derrick?" Bridget asked. Massie froze. Honestly, Massie didn't know. But, still born and made to hate him.

"No." Massie said straight forward. Bridget just smiled. "Really?" Massie just nodded. She knew what Bridget was doing she was going to ask Derrick out. She liked him! Ugh! Massie thought.

This got Massie scared. Bridget was just like Massie maybe better? Bridget was smart. Beautiful, guys loved her, girls were jealous, and she was out going. Derrick would love her.

Was Massie jealous of her best friend? No. No way. She couldn't be.

"So, to the court?" Bridget asked. Massie nodded as the two got up and headed to Westchester's sports club to play tennis.

XX

The girls arrived at the court. It was an average February day. It was an indoor air conditioned court. Massie hit the ball hard as Bridget served toward her. Massie was on fire she's been hitting every serve Bridget had. Massie was either angry or determined to lose weight.

"Break." Bridget said and Massie nodded. Bridget walked toward her gym bag and got out a bottle of Vitamin Water. Massie stayed on the court and wiped the beads of sweat that formed on her forehead. Her outfit was perfect for tennis. A white tennis skirt with a yellow tank top, white tennis shoes, and a fluffy yellow hair tie that kept her high ponytail up. She tapped her foot impatiently as Bridget slowly gulped down her drink.

Just then Derrick and Cam came walking towards them. They were out playing soccer on the cold field. They barely broke a sweat. Massie looked Derrick up and down. He was wearing his cleats, black shorts, and a white muscle shirt. Did he look hot? Massie asked herself. Fine he did, but, that doesn't mean she liked him.

"Hey, Mass." Cam greeted. "You should ride with us in Derrick's car."

Massie just stared at him and Bridget shot up from the bench she was sitting on and approached Derrick. Ew. Massie thought.

"Uhm, no thanks." Massie said. Derrick and Cam looked at her. "Uh, Mass, you should you know."

"Well, no thanks." Massie argues. Bridget pushed her blonde hair behind her shoulder and Derrick stared with fascination. Ugh! Massie held onto her racket and gently smacked her thigh with it.

Bridget batted her long lashes at him and Derrick shot her his perfect smile. Massie remembered that was the smile he always gave her when he saw her and now it belonged to Bridget.

"So, Block, who's your friend?" Derrick said and couldn't take his eyes off Bridget. Massie rolled her eyes but, spoke up. "This is Bridget Tyler." Bridget smiled at him and gave a little wave. Massie continued. "and Bridget, this is Derrick Harrington and Cam Fisher."

Bridget nodded. "Uhm, yeah, I remember Cam from Massie's parties and stuff."

Cam gave her a warm smile and Derrick took a step closer to her. Massie's heart was thumping fast, to the point where she could barely breathe. Inside of her body was like a bomb waiting impatiently to go off.

"Block, never told me her friend was so gorgeous." Derrick said to Bridget. She blushed lightly. "Well, Mass, never told me that you were so hot."

Derrick's smile grew bigger. "Well, she obviously didn't tell either of us enough."

"Definitely." Bridget twirled the ends of her long blonde hair. They were sickening.

"Well, let's get going." Cam said changing the subject. Massie nodded. "Yeah let's go."

"We'll meet you two, outside." Cam said. The two girls nodded. Cam and Derrick mad their way out of the courts but, before they left Bridget and Derrick stared at each other with that stupid look.

Cam and Derrick walked out of the gymnasium and the only sound was the sound of their cleats against the polished floor.

"What's up with you?" Cam asked.

Derrick looked at him. "What?"

"You all over Bridget, right in front of Massie." Cam explained. "Why?"

Derrick shrugged. "Well, Cam, I told you last night it can't be me and Massie."

"So, your point?"

"My point it never hurts to keep options open, especially since me and Mass aren't going out." Derrick said. "C'mon we all have to wake up into reality. Block does not like me and I don't wanna like her."

Cam shrugged. "Fine, whatever. But, you never really had to put so much thought into getting over a girl."

"That's because all I had to do was make out with another girl." Derrick pointed out then sighed. "But, Block, it's going to take some time."

"Because you like her!" Cam said. Derrick just stared at him. "Maybe I did, maybe I do, but I got to get over her."

"What if she likes you?" Cam asked.

Derrick stared at him. "Then I guess we're both missing a chance."

XX

The four went to Massie's house after. They were all seated in the game room. Massie sat alone in arm chair and Cam sat on the other arm chair. And Bridget and Derrick sat on the couch together with their knees touching each other.

Massie glared at Bridget from time to time but, tried not to make it so obvious. Bridget just kept giggling at whatever Derrick said and she would obnoxiously say. "Oh, Derrick you're so funny."

Massie stood up and walked over to the built in bar. She grabbed a Coke can from the mini fridge and grabbed a red plastic cup. She opened her can and poured it gently into the cup.

"So, Massie, tells me you and I have a lot in common." Bridget said. Massie's jaw dropped. And Bridget continued talking. "Like music."

Massie was outraged all her anger built up inside of her like Legos and was quickly destroyed. Massie quickly crushed the coke can she was holding and some of the soda over flowed and spillded. The can dented. Massie gasped and everyone looked at her. "You okay, block?" Derrick sounded genuinely concerned.

"I'm fine." Massie placed the coke can down and took a cloth napkin from the bar's closet.

"On steroids?" Derrick joked and Bridget laughed out loud. Everyone looked at her. "Uhm, well, I gotta go." She said. Derrick nodded and stood up as she did.

"Bye, Mass." Bridget said and smiled toward Cam, who appeared to be dying of boredom. Derrick fallowed Bridget out the door. Massie waited till Bridget left than she walked up to Derrick in the foyer.

"Oh my gosh." Massie said. "Do you need to flirt with everyone?"

"Not with you." Derrick shot back.

"Well, I wouldn't want you too." Massie said. "I just found it annoying because you were all over Bridget."

"Were you jealous?" Derrick grinned. Massie laughed. "What ew, no!"

"Whatever." Derrick said and started to make his way back to Cam. "I don't" Massie shouted. "You can go out with her and have her babies for all I care."

"Geez, Block, don't get all mad you might crush me." Derrick joked.

"I hate you!" Massie screamed as she stormed up into her room.

"You love me, incredible hulk!" Derrick shouted back.

And there you go. Another week late. But, I would've gotten it sooner if my computer didn't delete the file! =O

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