heyy;; OMG OMGOGMOGMGOM im SOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry its been forever since ive updated. see i have vball till like 6 then i do homework. so theres no time. i keep feeling bad. theres a major cliffy at the end and take it seriously. kayy?

ill update soon!! i mean within a week!

Massie Block strutted her style and confident look all the way to her Oak with the Pretty Committee behind her, but then once she stepped foot under the relieving shade, she lost it.

Derrick was supposed to meet her here in like 30 seconds and they love each other. Like officially.

No one would understand and lately Bean wasn't doing her job. So everything Massie had to say was kept inside and she as close bursting open as Heidi Montag's lips.

"Hey, Mass, what's up with you you're so…tense?" Kristin said. She was such a sweetheart, always caring.

"Nothing." Massie turned her head into her new Kelly bag so they couldn't see her flaming cheeks.

What should I say to him? Give him a hug? A kiss? Or would that be weird? Do I make the first move? What if he says it to me in front of everyone? What if he didn't believe me? Should I say it again? UGHHH!

Her thoughts were interrupted by Alicia's high- pitched squeal. Ah- viously Josh Hotz was near which meant Derrick was too.

"Hey babe!" Out of the corner of her eye Massie could see Josh hug Alicia. He kept his arm around her size 0 waist.

"Hey!" Claire stood on her tiptoes and dug her head into Cam's neck. He smiled and started whispering in her ear.

So much love, real love, honest love. If only Derrick were Versace, then Massie could show open love for him.

"Hey!" Derrick whispered in Massie's ear.

She was so caught up in her thoughts she didn't hear him so she jumped back into the tree.

Unfortunately her hair got caught.

"Oh, fabulous." Massie wanted to break down crying. She didn't know what to do.

"Here let me help," Derrick offered.

He crouched down on his knees, flexing his toned soccer calves (hawt!) and started gently pulling Massie thick hair out of the bark. It was so sweet.

"There you go," Derrick leaned back so he was sitting next to her. She smiled at him.

"So…"

So what? What do I say? Oh for the love of all things holy, Massie thought.

"Do you have a soccer game this weekend?"

"Yeah, against the Falcons, we'll crush them!" Derrick punched the air with his left arm flexing his goalie muscles (hawt again!)

"Can I come watch you crush them?" Massie combed her hair back into place.

"Of course you can babe," Derrick winked at her.

Unfortunately for him a very, very angry Dempsey saw the whole thing! (SOOOOO tempted to leave it there, but read on!)

Dempsey marched over to the tree trying not to trip on his sagging army cargos and matching backpack. His hair was the only thing he had going for him.

"Excuse me Harrington?"

"What?"

Since Dempsey was standing he towered over Derrick, but Derrick realized this and stood. Now they were nose to nose.

"What are you doing flirting with Massie? I mean after all she is my girlfriend," Dempsey smirked.

Massie hid her face in her hands, avoiding the eyes of all her friends and the surrounding LBRs now forming a loose circle around the tree.

"What do you mean "Your Girlfriend"?," Derrick made air quotes, "she's mine. Where have you been?"

"Making use of my time at meeting about Global Warming! Where have you been? The Tiffany Trailers?"

"Soccer, you know Massie's favorite sport to watch," Derrick fired back. He raised his thick eyebrows at Dempsey as if to say, "Gotta response?"

"Hmmm, well then tryouts are next week for the fall team. I understood you played on the summer team too?"

"Yeah."

"Good then Massie will have another thing to love about me." Dempsey winked at Massie. She groaned and looked away.

"Dude, I said watch soccer and that doesn't mean watching you trip over the ball!" Josh, Cam, Kemp and Plovert shouted in encouragement.

"Actually I'm pretty good at soccer, but I'll save it for the field, try to save the balls I kick at your goal, I find it impossible," he smirked at Derrick.

"Wanna repeat that?" Derrick took a step forward so he was in his face.

Massie grabbed on to Derrick's hand and tried to pull him away. She didn't want him to hurt Dempsey, not now, it would be wrong; he should save it for another time.

"Yeah, sure you suck at goalie!"

"OOOOOHHHH!" The surrounding students shouted.

The Pretty Committee and crushes glared at them, they quickly stopped.

Derrick pushed Dempsey.

"You suck at dressing yourself every morning! Heard of a mirror, or at least the mall, not a shack in the middle of no where that sells 5th hand clothes?"

Dempsey looked taken aback, but quickly regained his posture."You know one advantage about being in the middle of no where with only tough guys walking around is you learn how to do this," Dempsey smirked.

And then he pushed Derrick down and ran over to Massie and picked her up.

"AH PUT ME DOWN! DERRICK HELP ME!"

The push had made Derrick hit his head pretty hard. All he saw was blackness. But Massie's scream snapped him back into reality.

He looked up to find her pinching Dempsey trying to get him to free her.

Kemp and Plovert went over and helped her get down. She ran over to Derrick and hugged him.

"You'll be okay, I'm here," she kept saying.

Derrick wanted so badly to see her and hold her, but he couldn't. His head hurt to bad.

"Derrick!"

"D- man! Answer us!"

"Derrick?"

"Yo, Harrington!"

"What happened?"

"Is he ok?"

"I call Massie!"

"Call 911"

There were just to many voices and he couldn't concentrate.

And then suddenly, everything went black.

told youuuu! yeaha so ill update soon.

love you guys!

reveiwwwww please that makes me go faster!

exohhhh,

meagn