So…

*awkward silence*

I'M SORRY!

I really truly am sorry to everyone. You're all waiting for an update and here I am, disappointing you all. It's jut that school is stressing me out and taking up all my time. But don't worry, I think teachers are just excited to get students stressed out. They all lessen the load given to us a few months after school starts. Maybe in the middle of August updates'll be faster.

Thankyouthankyouthankyou to everyone who still stuck with this story even if I'm a crappy updater. I love you all.

Anywhoo, since I don't like author's notes that are disguised as chapters, the actual chapter is down there…

ENJOY

Oh yeah, this happens one week after Massie gets out of the hospital because hospitals are no fun :|

.:Baby, You'll Be Famous:.

"Derrick, we have to go grocery shopping!" Massie Block (Harrington) yelled as she popped her head in Derrick Harrington's room. His eyes were closed, but he was obviously awake. "I know you're awake."

He was silent, but a corner of his mouth twitched.

"Fine. I'm gonna go grocery shopping myself. Food for Massie and for Massie only. None for Derrick," she said, closing the door. She waited outside for what would obviously come next.

As expected, he jerked his door open.

"You're not buying food for me?" he asked.

"Nope," she said, popping the 'p'. she slowly walked away, feeling accomplished with a small smug smile on her lips.

"Fine. I'm gonna go get ready," he mumbled

~O~

"What are those?" Massie asked as Derrick dropped 17 bags of chips on their cart.

"Chips," he said, his voice oozing 'duh'.

"I know that, what I meant was why are there so many?"

"Cause I want."

"No, we are not buying seventeen bags of chips," she said while putting them back on the rack while counting them.

"Yes, we are," he argued while he grabbed the chips and put them back on the cart one-by-one.

"No, we are not," she said while she put the chips on the rack.

"Yes, we are," he said while he put the chips on the cart.

She grabbed the bag of chips from his hand. "No."

He grabbed the bag back. "Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Excuse me, is there a problem here?" an employee asked.

"No," Massie said.

"Yes," Derrick said.

"No."

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes!"

"How about we work this out peacefully?" the employee asked.

"No!"

"Yes!"

"How about you only get half the number of chips?"

They both turned to the guy. "Fine," they said simultaneously.

"Eight bags," Massie said.

"Fine," Derrick replied.

"Thank you," she said to the employee.

~O~

"Vanilla."

"Chocolate."

"Vanilla."

"Chocolate."

"Va—," Massie started to say, but she was cut off by a hand colliding with her cheek. She looked up to see an amused and chuckling Derrick and a crying Nikki Dalton.

"I can't believe you!" she said before storming away.

"What the hell was that?!" she asked incredulously.

"Do you know Nikki? Yeah, she's un love with me. She slapped Olivia too," he guffawed.

"In love with you?"

"Yeah. She's, like, the president of my fan club."

"Fan club?"

"Yup. You know what, for that slap, we're getting the vanilla ice cream," he smiled.

She scoffed. "Whatever."

A group of old women passed by them and made disapproving sounds.

"What was that about?" Derrick asked.

Massie just shrugged. "I don't know."

They went to the cashier and got ready to pay. During the whole process, the girl working the cashier kept stealing glances at the pair.

After paying, Massie looked back at the cashier and the girl glared at her.

"The girl at the cashier just glared at me!"

"I think I know why," Derrick said, pointing somewhere. Massie followed his arm and it led her to a newsstand.

The first thing she noticed was hers and Derrick's face. The next is the horrible headline of a magazine. "Young daughter and son of two powerful couples married!"

She hurried over to the newsstand to grab the magazine and flipped to one page.

"Massie Block, the daughter of William Block, CEO and founder of the Block Enterprises, and Kendra Block, actress and one of the top supermodels of today, is married to Derrick Harrington, son of Robert Harrington, president of Harrington Group Of Companies, and Pauline Harrington, Academy Award winning actress. Block, 16, and Harrington, 17, both go to Briarwood-Octavian Country Day High…blah…blah…blah," Massie read out loud, scanning the page. "Could this be an arranged marriage for the Block Enterprises and the Harrington Group Of Companies?"

"That last sentence sounds bad," Derrick said.

"Are you kidding me? The whole article is bad!" Massie remarked.

~O~

"What do we do?" Kendra Block asked William Block. Pauline Harrington looked to Robert Harrington for an answer to the same question while Massie and Derrick just looked on, sitting quietly and politely on the couch, knowing that they were the cause of the problem.

"Well, there's only one thing to do," William said, looking at Massie and Derrick. The parents caught on and looked at them too.

Massie knew what they were thinking. They would ask her and Derrick to pretend like they were madly in love with each other that they couldn't wait to be married. She doesn't want to do it and pretend, but…she will. Since it was their fault anyway…she will.

"Are you sure?" Robert Harrington asked.

"It's the only solution I can think of. A divorce would just cause more talk and it would send the paparazzi into a frenzy. They'll start following Massie and Derrick everywhere," he explained.

"What are you guys talking about?" Derrick asked.

"They want us to pretend we're so madly in love with each other that we couldn't wait to be married," Massie told him.

"What? No! I won't do it!" Derrick exclaimed.

They all looked at Massie.

"I'll do it," she said.

"Why?!" Derrick asked.

"This is our fault anyway."

Derrick was silent for a minute, thinking. Well, he has nothing to lose.

Except maybe the freedom to flirt with girls.

But this whole thing was their fault.

"Fine. I'll do it."

Okay, I'm so sorry if that sucked. I feel sucky. I failed a Social Studies test. Social Studies is my best subject :(

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