I got inspired. Be happy.

It's my dad's birthday, but we stayed at home this year so here I am, updating :D Also, I'm happy today since my school won their first basketball game of the season against their biggest rivals :)) school spirit! Yay! I swear if we win more, we're gonna have a celebration in school. Y'know, half-day and all that…teachers are in a happy mood…less homework…more free time to update *wink*…

Oh yeah, I changed my mind. They're not going grocery shopping today. They will next chapter, but I just HAD to write this one down.

.:Damn Fast Driver:.

"C'mon, Mass, you have to go!" Kristen Gregory begged her best friend.

"Why?" Massie Block asked with raised eyebrows.

"That's the only way I can go! I'm grounded and my mom said that she'll let me only if you go."

"Why? The others are going!"

"C'mon. You know her and Kendra are, like, best friends," she explained.

"But I don't want to go!" Massie whined.

"You're not even gonna support Derrick?" Kristen asked.

"Huh?"

"C'mon, Mass. You have to support our star goalie! He's your husband!" Kristen said.

"Shh!" Massie said, putting a hand over Kristen's mouth and looking around to see if anyone heard. No one seems to have heard Kristen. She breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the blonde's face.

"Oh, boo hoo. Everyone's gonna find out somehow!"

"No they won't!"

"How are you going to explain those matching rings?" Kristen asked, left eyebrow raised.

"Imma take it off."

"NO! That's bad luck!" Kristen protested.

"I don't care! And what does my bad luck have anything to do with you?" Massie retorted.

"I'm your best friend, duh. Your bad luck is my bad luck."

"Aww," Massie smiled.

"And best friends help best friends watch soccer games," Kristen said with a smile.

"Fine," Massie sighed. "But only cause you're my best friend."

"Yay!" Kristen squealed, wrapping her arms around the brunette.

~O~

"The game is about to end and the scores are 5 for the Tomahawks and 4 for the Eagles. The ball is now with Eagles' striker and team captain, Mark Dawson. If he makes this goal, the Eagles might get a chance to win. If Tomahawk goalie and captain Derrick Harrington stops him, the Tomahawks will win," the announcer said over the loud cheers of the crowd.

"Dawson kicks and…" he said excitedly. "Derrick Harrington catches the ball! The Tomahawks win!" The Tomahawks cheer like there was no tomorrow and the crowd went down to the field where the soccer team engulfed Derrick in a big group hug.

Massie, pulling an ecstatic Kristen who was pulling Claire who was pulling Alicia who was pulling Dylan, pushed past the crowd to congratulate her friends on their victory. As soon as they got near, their chain broke and the girls went to different guys. Kristen to Kemp, Dylan to Cam, Claire to Plovert, Alicia to Josh. Massie went to Derrick. It's only right.

"So, congratulations," Massie smiled.

"You came?" he asked with a cocky grin. "I knew you couldn't resist me."

"I went because Kristen asked me to!"

"Right," he said, stretching the word to make it seem like he didn't believe her.

Massie was about to retort but Kemp beat her to it. "Victory party at my place!" he announced and everyone who heard cheered.

"You going?" Derrick asked.

"I don't know." She shrugged.

"Aw, come on! You have to go! We won!"

"Yeah, Massie you have to go! You're Derrick's date!" Alicia butted in. Alicia was the person who teased them about the whole marriage thing the most. Massie's cheeks turned pink. "Shut up, Alicia!"

"Uhh," Derrick said awkwardly.

"I was planning to go anyway. I was just kidding when I said I didn't know whether I should go or not. I don't have to be your date," Massie said.

"Okay."

"Do you have a date?" Massie asked suspiciously.

"Nope."

"Good, because even if this was an accident, I don't like cheating," she said.

"Y'know, that's kinda sad. I'm the team captain and I don't have a date."

"There is nothing wrong with not having a date."

"What? Massie's not your date? She has to be!" Alicia butted in again.

"Why do you keep butting in?" Massie asked.

"To make this thing work! People, cooperate with me! This "marriage" will never work if you don't cooperate with me!" she said, mouthing the word 'marriage.'

"Okay?" Derrick asked, wondering what was wrong with the Spanish girl.

"Yes! And to make this work, Massie has to be your date!"

"Uh, sure?" he said.

"Thank you!" she said before leaving.

"There is something wrong with Alicia."

"She drank too much Coke. She usually doesn't drink Coke much."

"Oh. Weird. I love Coke."

~O~

"We won! Celebration time!" Kemp said, already tipsy.

Massie watched the dancefloor where her schoolmates were dancing, most of them holding cups of the spiked punch. Trust Kemp to put alcohol in every drink during a party.

"Hey, Block," Derrick said, walking towards her.

"Where are the others?"

"Well, Claire and Plovert just hooked up and they're there, making out. It's really awkward watching people make out in front of you."

"Really?" Massie asked, happy for her friend. Claire has liked him for the longest time.

"Yeah. Look, there she is now. I'm gonna go get cookies so that she can squeal at you in peace," he said, grinning.

"Give me some!"

"Go get yourself!"

"MASSIE!" Claire squealed in her ear. Damn. That girl can turn anyone deaf.

"Did you hear?!" she asked eagerly.

"Yeah. Derrick just told me."

She gave a little scream. "It's so great!" She said with a big grin plastered on her face. Massie noticed that her lipgloss was smudged all over her face.

"Uh, Claire, you have lipgloss all over your face," she said.

"Oh gosh, really?"

"Yeah."

"I have to go to the bathroom!"

"You want me to go with you?"

"I'm fine!" she said before walking away, the big smile still on her face.

"I heard her scream your name from the snack table," Derrick said, handing her a small plate of cookies.

"You got me cookies!"

"Yeah, well, Claire's great and all, but she hurts my ears when she's excited."

"Mhmm," she said before biting her cookie. It was delicious. There was something there that made the taste different. After a few seconds, she felt her tongue starting to itch.

"What is this?" she managed to asked.

"Kemp said it was a chocolate cookie with crushed peanuts in them," he asked, getting a bit worried with her expression.

"I'm allergic to peanuts!" she said before she felt her airways start to constrict.

"Oh shit," he said as he watched her try to breathe. He was frozen for a second before the adrenaline kicked in and he swept her up and carried her towards his car, ignoring the partygoers' stares and their friends' worried questions. He sped towards the Westchester Hospital, stepping on the accelerator a little bit harder everytime he saw her struggle with her breathing. He stepped on it a little bit more. If anything bad happened to her, it would be his fault.

A car honked behind him and he looked in the rearview mirror and saw that it was Cam's car. He honked back and sped up a little bit more.

Finally, they arrived at the hospital and he hurriedly grabbed Massie and took her in through the emergency door. Cam and the others crowded around them.

"Emergency!" Kristen called out and immediately, nurses came with a stretcher. Derrick placed the heaving Massie on it.

"What happened?" a doctor asked.

"She's allergic to nuts and she just ate a nut filled cookie!" he explained.

"Constricted airways," the doctor said as the nurses took her away. "Please, stay here and we will call you when it's fine to see her," she said before rushing away.

"You idiot!" Kristen said, smacking his arm. "Why the hell did you give her a peanut filled cookie?!"

"I didn't know she was allergic!"

"And you!" she turned to Kemp. "Why do you have peanut filled cookies!"

"I love them!"

She turned back to Derrick. "She could have died."

His caramel puppy dog eyes grew bigger. "What?"

"Yeah! She could have died, and all because you gave her a cookie!"

"Damn."

"The only reason you're still alive is because you're a damn fast driver."

So, how was that? Was that too fast? I liked it. I didn't think it was that fast since they don't exactly feel anything yet, but still…was that too fast?

Oh yeah, I have something to ask my dearly beloved readers.

Let's play "Choose their destiny." You have to pick which sounds better. The choices lead to different events.

How would you feel if I brought the press into their lives? Like, their parents are uber rich and important and famous and the press found out about their marriage and showcased it to the world. There'll be a new character when this choice wins.

They stay regular. No press in their lives, but I think the story plot for both are equally nice, that's why I'm asking.

And, I haven't read BRU yet. I want to. Can anyone explain what happens? Short enough to fit a review but detailed enough for me to understand? Thanks.

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