the reviews all made me smile. (: thank you all.
now, dylosh! :D theirs will be pretty short. and then off to the real plot. (x

Lots of the time, people asked Dylan how she and Josh got together. Her answer always was: "I don't know." And she really didn't. They had met through their friends, but had never really talked, until Dylan one day called him and asked him to explain the reproduction of cells. She had asked just about everybody else, and nobody seemed to know. Something about that set Josh off. Why was he last? After explaining, he worked hard to become Dylan's best friend. Or at least, her best guyfriend. Dylan didn't understand why Josh was making this huge effort all of a sudden, but she cooperated and found that their friendship came easily. They had no awkward silences, and if they did, one of them would shout, "Gay baby!", and they would burst out laughing and start joking again.

When had they started liking each other? She didn't know. The feelings came little by little, gradually, and before she knew it, she had kissed Josh firmly on the lips. It was short, yes, but... It still counts! And just like that, he asked her to be his girlfriend. And boom, couplehood. Togetherness. How cute. The two had been through so much, but they had managed to stay together despite all that. And they were happy as ever. The chemistry was still there, something that Dylan constantly marveled at.

But Dylan couldn't help but wonder, would that all change soon? Would the chemistry leave as they entered high school?

"Ms. Block, it's time to wake up. Remember, you wanted to go BOCD High School, instead of being taught at home by a governess. Wake up, Ms. Block."

Isaac's voice was always soothing. So silky, Massie always felt sleepy during their conversations. That was his problem now, his voice was making her eyelids seem even heavier. She just wanted to sleep, why couldn't Isaac just leave her alone this once?

Or just keep on talking to me, Massie thought to herself. She simply didn't have the strength to say it out loud. Your voice is so nice, I'll just fall asleep to it...

"Ms. Block! Wake up!"

His voice seemed angrier now. Why?

"Ms. Block, do you want to die!?"

No, not really, Isaac...

"Ms. Block, I will kill Bean tonight if you do not get up."

What?!

That sure got her attention. Massie snapped up in bend so quickly, she wouldn't be surprised if she cracked her back. Isaac didn't look surprised at her sudden movement, he only looked smug. She wanted to smack that look off his face, but she knew that he could and he would kill Bean if she did. And Bean had so much to live for! She hadn't even seen the world yet, and she hadn't even seen the love of her doggie life yet. She had to. Only a glimpse of the lucky pup, at the least, before she died. Then it would all be worth it.

This might sound strange to you, but it made perfect sense to Massie. Even doggies have soulmates! And she wanted to make sure Bean had the life that she hadn't, just in doggie form. In a weird way, Bean was like Massie's daughter. Massie loved her just as much, if not more.

"Don't worry about it, Isaac. I'm up," Massie said, even though the words were obviously not necessary. Isaac could see she was up. Who sits straight up in their bed asleep? That'd just be weird. Massie aimed a smile at Isaac, but there was no need for sucking up. He was already exiting the room, his job done. How annoying. He could at least say good morning. He was like her father, she didn't have anyone else. Couldn't he at least play the role? Just this once...

Massie snickered, picturing Isaac beaming at her with fatherly love. No wonder Isaac didn't act like her daddy; he just didn't fit the frame for the part.

But... still.

In seconds flat, Massie was dressed and walking to BOCD High. She had memorized the route only days before, and she always, always picked out her outfit the day before; she simply took too long choosing an outfit, a half hour at the least. And Massie Block needed her beaty sleep. You don't get this gorgeous without work, you know. Have some appreciation.

As she stared down at the pavement as if it were unfolding life's secrets, she thought about the reactions she might recieve. How was Alicia? Did the rest of her body catch up with her boobs? Was Dylan still dating Josh? Was Kristen still the sporty geek?

Claire... Cam... Derrick.

She didn't want to think about them, but she had to. She had no choice. Were Claire and Cam still dating? Did Derrick still have feelings for each other?

Looking back years after the whole thing, Massie couldn't believe she had rejected Cam when he asked her out while he was still dating Claire. He had said he would break up with Claire, but for some reason, Massie just didn't believe him. Claire, with her pale blonde hair and her large blue eyes, that pretty heart-shaped face... Well, she just couldn't see Cam breaking up with Claire, and she didn't want to be cheated on. Besides, how would Claire feel, if her ex-boyfriend started dating Massie? After all, she had to have feelings for Cam. If she hadn't, she would have rejected him.

A few weeks after Cam asked Massie out, Derrick asked her the same question, in the same words: "Hey, Massie, do you want to... umm... Well... Go out?"

And for some reason... Maybe Massie had wanted to get back at Cam, for dating Claire when he knew how she felt about him.... But for whatever reason, Massie accepted.

And all the while, she had longed for Cam. Longed for him with a white-hot desire, so fierce that she wasn surprised nobody could tell just by looking at her face. Or maybe they did know, they just hadn't confronted her about it. Maybe they were being nice. Huh. For some reason, Massie doubted it. Nobody she knew was that nice.. Except for Claire, maybe.

A sigh heaved from her chest, so full of weight and misery and burden that it surprised even Massie. She had to stop thinking about Cam. This just wasn't good. He was like.. poison. He was just bringing out all these dark emotions that Massie had fought so hard to get rid of, so hard to forget... Just thinking about Cam brought these emotions back, full-force. Jealousy, bitter anger, strong dislike...

And love. So much love, it almost smothered her.

So much love, it almost killed her.

If she got lucky.

you guys like? (: whipped this up randomly, woo-hoo. :D