All of us let out high pitched screeches as we clung to each other. My heart was beating so fast I thought it might burst right out of my chest. "What the fuck was that?" I whispered, fear creeping through me as I held on as tightly as I could to Alicia.

"I-I don't know…" Claire stuttered, standing in a close huddle with Kristen and Dylan.

I held my breath and Alicia screamed as the door was slowly pushed open. I grabbed onto a microphone stand, ready to throw it at whoever walked in.

"Leesh?" We all jumped at the sound of a guy's voice…but it was a teenage guy.

"Josh Ehmagawd!" Alicia cried, sprinting as fast as her five inch heels would allow for her boyfriend.

I anxiously let go of the stand and placed a perfectly manicured hand on my hip. "Joshua Hotz! What the hell are you doing here?" I snapped.

Josh smiled sheepishly after accepting a sloppy kiss from Alicia and wrapped an arm around his girlfriend. "I wanted to see her and give her her present while it's still our anniversary.

"And you couldn't have at least called first?" I growled.

Just then I smelled a scent so familiar it could only be one person. "Derrick!" I cried, watching him walk through the door.

His eyes widened as he saw me. Good. "Woah, Massie, you look amazing!" He voiced, walking over and wrapping his arms around my waist.

I placed a soft kiss on his lips. "As always."

"As always." he agreed, smiling down at me. "What were you guys doing?"

I heard a grumbling voice reply, "Fashion show." I realized it was Dylan and turned to her. She was standing all alone, because Kemp and Cam had walked in, sending Kristen and Claire running towards them.

I saw Chris Plovert walk in and willed him to walk over to Dylan. He didn't have a date, and she liked him already, why couldn't he just ask her? He stood where he was. I rolled my eyes and stalked over to the camera. On the floor were tons of Polaroid pictures, many still in the process of developing. I snatched a particularly good one of me that was already developed and smiled.

"Fierce." I grinned as Derrick hugged me from behind. "Can I have it?"

I handed him the picture. "Sure." As he took it and kissed my neck my heart dropped. I forgot about the current problem again. On top of that, I'd recently learned through a text message from my mother that we were moving 3 hours away. Great, huh? "Hey, Derrick, can we go talk alone for a while?" I asked. He nodded, looking a bit worried. "Guys!" I called, getting the others' attention. "Go watch a movie in one of your dressing rooms or something."

Kristen furrowed her eyebrows. "We have TVs in our dressing rooms?"

"Huge ones in the cabinets."

"YES!" I heard Kemp scream, bolting off, hand in hand with Kristen. I laughed as the rest of them raced after him.

Derrick laced his fingers with mine and I led him to my dressing room and to the plush white couch. My fingers traced along his jawline as we sat there for a few moments. He caught my hand with his, his eyes fearful. "What is it Mass?"

My heart was aching, worse than any time before. I could feel the tears welling in my eyes. "I…I have to…" Derrick wiped away a few of my tears and stared straight in my eyes, willing me on. I couldn't believe I was crying in front of him. "I'm moving." I cried, wrapping my thin arms around his neck.

I could feel him take in a sharp breath. "Where?" he asked, pulling me closer and tracing patterns on my back with his fingers.

"Some place called Mayflower. It's nearly 3 hours away Derrick!" I forgot about my looks and let my tears out for once. He deserved more than a fake me.

"Oh my God Massie, why?" he asked, pulling me out so he could look at my face.

A scowl grew on my face. "My dad was sleeping with some other woman. My parents are getting a divorce. My dad's staying here, my mom has main custody of me and she's making me move."

Derrick's face fell. "I can't believe it…"

"Me either." I sniffled. I stared up at his gorgeous green eyes. "I get it if you don't want a long distance relationship." No matter how little I wanted that, I knew I couldn't make him suffer too.

His face grew hard as he took my face in his hands. "There's no way I'm losing you, no matter how far away you're going. You're mine, and that's that." I laughed happily and pressed my lips against hid, before remembering my looks. Now that I knew he was still mine, I cared again. I jumped off the couch and ran to my vanity. In a rush, I cleaned my face and reapplied all my makeup. "Why do you put all that junk on your face? You're beautiful beyond belief without it." he announced, holding his arms out for me.

I ran over and leaned into him, holding him as close as I could. It was horrible to imagine losing him. Now that I knew everything about him, now that I'd realized how much he meant to me, I couldn't let him go, ever.

"Have you told your friends?" Derrick asked, settling me partially on the couch and partially on him.

I shook my head slightly as he played with my hair. "I can't get up the courage to tell them."

"You should tell them, they need to know." he murmured softly

I groaned. "I will. Tonight, I promise. Just not right now."

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"See you later Derrick." I murmured in a soft voice, my hands wrapped around his neck.

He grinned at me. "I'll call you tomorrow. We'll all chill at your pool soon."

"Gotcha." I pressed up on my bare feet to my tiptoes and kissed him, holding him there longer than usual. I let him go, his lips covered in lip gloss. I smiled and wiped it away before pushing him out the door.

"It's amazing."

"What?" I asked, turning to Claire, who was staring at me.

She shrugged. "You're just so sweet with Derrick, you're not like that with anyone else."

"No one else is like Derrick." I stated easily, leading all the girls back through the damp grass and up to my room. It was true, toward everyone else I was a total bitch, but I couldn't be that way with him. "Look guys, I have to tell you something…" I started, biting my lip.

"But first!" I took in a deep breath as I heard Alicia screeching. "Josh bought me this necklace. Isn't it beautiful?" She was bouncing up and down. It was quite annoying.

I stifled a sigh and looked at the necklace around her neck. It was a diamond heart necklace by Tiffany's. I nodded appreciatively. "It must have cost Josh a fortune."

Alicia grinned. "Oh I know. That's good, I need a guy who'll spoil me rotten."

I rolled my eyes and shoved open my door. Everyone piled in and flopped down on the soft floor, looking up at me. "Do I have your attention now? Good. "I snapped, not waiting for a response. "Look, I'm moving. Three hours away. Soon." I cut my sentences short, angry at being interrupted.

"EHMAGAWD!" I heard all four girls scream as they rushed onto me, crushing me in a group hug.

"You can nawt leave Massie!" Kristen cried, her navy blue mascara starting to run.

Claire's eyes were wide and sparkling with tears. "Why are you moving?"

"Dad was a man-whore." I stated simply, not feeling like explaining in detail. "Divorce. Mom's taking me."

Dylan was standing by me, her face pale and her eyes dark. "What are we going to do without you Mass?"

I felt a stab in my heart. I knew Dylan needed me most out of all of them. We'd been through a lot in the last few months, a lot of stuff that no one else knew about. I put my hands on her shoulders and stared her straight in the eye. "You'll be fine. You're all beautiful," I pointed out, raising an eyebrow at her, "and will get along without me. In school that is. We're still the five best friends, the one and only Pretty Committee, and that's that."

"Ah-bviously." Alicia stated. She wiped a stray tear from her eye. "When are you going?"

"We're leaving in 2 weeks." I turned my head as I heard my mother's nasal voice ringing through the doorway. She was standing there with several shopping bags and a plate covered in s'mores. "I was out shopping and bought you a few purses and accessories Massie. Share them with your friends." She placed the bags down on the floor and the plate on my desk.

I was so mad at her I could explode, but I never turn down purses. Next to my daily Glossip Girl, they were my life. A purse can make or break an outfit easily. Once she walked out of the room I made a face and stalked over to pick up the bags. "I get first dibs." I stated quickly, dropping all the purses and other things on the floor.

"Second!" Kristen screamed right after me. I smiled at her. We all knew she didn't have a ton of money, even though her parents were getting a bit more nowadays. Of course she would want the kind of stuff I'd buy.

I kept track as Claire called third and Alicia and Dylan just sat there. "I can buy whatever stuff I want." Alicia shrugged, and Dylan agreed. "I'll take something if there's anything good leftover though, but I don't feel like fighting for it."

I shrugged and started sifting through the purses first. I gasped and picked up the Luxe Sequin Daydreamer bag by Juicy Couture that I'd been searching for for weeks. I gently placed it up on my bed and went back to the other purses. I let Kristen take an ah-dorable tan and white Louis Vuitton and-with difficulty-allowed Kuh-laire to snatch a leopard print Dolce and Gabbana tote. I grabbed an olive green clutch from Anthropologie that would go great with my party dress and pushed the rest of the purses away. "You guys split the rest. You can have the accessories too." I muttered after looking through a few unworthy bags of necklaces and hair clips.

I sat back and listened to my friends chatting about the hotness level of the purses they'd chosen. It hurt a little that they weren't more upset, but I let it go. "Friday night sleepovers are still on. I'll have whatever driver I get at my new house drive me up here every Friday. And if that won't work I'll have someone drive all of you up to my new house. Kay?" I raised a single, thin eyebrow, daring one of them to protest.

Dylan put her hand over her heart. "Ah-bviously! Friday night sleepovers are too important to put on hold."

Alicia nodded in agreement. "Duh, we've been doing them for years, a little move won't stop us."

"Plus we've got to have the chance to see you at least once a week." Kuh-laire added. "I say we should all go up to your new house for sleepovers, so that we can see your new house and stuff."

The others nodded, leading to me smiling. "Guh-reat." I replied, running my fingers through my hair. "I say, starting tomorrow, I need to get one day alone with each of you. We'll go to the mall and the spa and stuff, alone. Then for the rest of the 2 weeks, we'll be together all the time. We're going to live up my last days here in Westchester."

Alicia grinned mischievously. "Oh hell yes!"

I laughed and high-fived her and then all of my other friends. I felt bad for acting so nonchalant about my moving, making it seem like a big party, but I couldn't let my guard down. Not even with my best friends.