Okay, well, thanks for the ideas, but I finally got who would say it. :) I dedicate this chapter to my classmate Antonette Villagomez who volunteered to be a character. You're awesome, girl:) So, continue on, yes? :)
Kristen Gregory rolled over onto her side and looked at the clock. It was 8:23 in the morning. It was exactly 19 minutes and 23 seconds ago that Judi Lyons—Ma, as they referred her as—had called and said that the Harringtons were back.
"The Harringtons are back from Minnesota!" Judi had shouted into the phone. "We can be the QT Quartet again!"
The QT Quartet was Kendra, Judi, Martha, and Anna Lisa—the "hottest moms around". Anna Lisa was Derrick's mom. They've been the QT Quartet since they met in junior high.
But what Judi didn't know was that she was actually talking to Kristen instead of Martha. Kristen and Martha were always mistaken to be sisters, but that never bothered Kristen. To her, it was flattering that people thought that her beautiful, graceful ballerina of a mother was thought to be the touch and rough Kristen's sister.
Kristen once again rolled over, thinking about Derrick. When he left the summer before middle school, Kristen cried for so many nights and days.
And even if he did leave, Kristen still kept him close to the heart. It was just her way. She couldn't forget someone like Derrick, with his shaggy dirty blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes, and if you add the warm and humorous personality, who would forget him?
But then again, there has only been one time that she actually spoke to Derrick, and that was when he "accidentally" hit Massie's back with a soccer ball back in the fourth grade.
But in the short 33 minutes that they talked to each other, she managed to figure out a few things. Derrick loved soccer, Slice of Heaven, and flirting with girls.
I should know, Kristen thought dreamily.
Derrick hated school, liars, posers, and Massie.
Kristen flinched. Massie, she thought. Not only was Massie her best friend, but she was also her crush's enemy. But that's exactly what she loved about it. For the first time, she felt a thrill in her life. She wasn't following Massie anymore…
Not that Massie ever bossed us around. Unlike that Skye chick, Massie's always been nice.
She groaned and rolled over onto her back. "This is impossible!" she yelled.
Her mom was at the country club, so she could do whatever she wanted. She bolted up quickly in bed and gasped. Her long blonde hair flowed down and she winced. She knew what she wanted to do.
For the first time on a Sunday, she had something else to do other than kick her soccer ball on her wall. She scrambled out of her bed and looked at herself in the mirror.
Her hair was up in different directions and her clothes were all rumpled. She rolled her eyes at herself. She didn't feel like being nice, but seriously? Derrick Luke Harrington was back, and there was no way that Kristen was going to see him looking like a total hobo. But she didn't want to give off the impression that she cleaned herself up for him.
"Ugh, even more complications," she groaned.
She looked around her and found a light gray knit sweater and pulled it on. She stared at her light wash flared jeans and shrugged. She saw her brush near her computer and grabbed it. She ran it through her hair, untangling a few knots, and hitched it up into a bun, sticking decorated sticks into it to keep it in place.
She looked at herself again and saw a presentable enough woman facing her. Smiling, she slid her feet into her black and purple Pastry shoes. She ran out the door and into Glen's room. Glen was the family driver. Lucky for her, he was inside watching Desperate Housewives.
"Why, hello, Miss Gregory, what can—"
"No time! I need you to drop me off at Claire's place, now!" she hurried. Kristen knew that she didn't have to be so fast, but she couldn't wait to see Derrick. And besides, Glen was always very fond of Claire's sweetness, so why not take advantage of it?
And right before her eyes, Glen went from comfy to father mode. "What?" he asked, turning off the TV and putting on his black coat. "Jesus, what's wrong with Claire?" He rushed out the room, grabbed the keys from his pocket, and dashed out of the apartment, leaving Kristen to lock the door.
After locking it, she followed Glen to the elevator, but he had already gone in, so she had to wait for it again.
Kristen rolled her eyes. When she finally got to the bottom floor and out onto the parking lot, Glen was close to driving away.
Kristen sighed, ran to the car, and hopped in.
In about 25 minutes, they reached Claire's house. It usually took about an hour, two hours tops—if there was traffic—but Glen was speedy, and it was at least to Kristen's advantage.
"Go and get Miss Claire now!" Glen yelled.
Kristen groaned and rolled her eyes. "Claire is fine. No one's hurt. I'll call you when I need you, bye!" she said rapidly.
She slammed the door in Glen's face and Kristen's Kia Borrego and sat there idling a few minutes before it left. On her walk up the driveway, she heard her name being yelled.
It was definitely unfamiliar, so Kristen hesitated a little before turning around. She saw Josh Hotz and Antonette Villagomez walking hand in hand together. She smiled affably, but wondered why Josh called her name. They barely even knew each other.
Antonette was a pretty girl who came from an island somewhere in the Pacific. Her naturally tan skin was still intact, and her long dark brown hair was placed beautifully around her head, framing it perfectly. Antonette was short, very short for a 16 year-old. Kristen was a giant compared to her.
Seeing them up close, Kristen tried to contain her laughter. Josh was taller than Kristen, and she was 5'9". That meant that Josh mounted over Antonette by at least two feet. That must've made it awkward for Josh if he wanted to kiss her.
Kristen walked back down the driveway, meeting up with them. "Hey," she greeted.
"Hi," Josh greeted back.
Antonette just smiled a tiny, glossy smile.
The three stood there awkwardly, glancing around them.
Josh decided to break the awkward silence. "So, what are you doing here at Claire's?"
Kristen blinked. "Uh, Derrick Harrington is back, didn't you hear?"
Josh's face didn't seem to change. "As in the shorts kid?" he asked, feigning confusion. Derrick was his best friend, he couldn't forget him.
Kristen nodded, wondering if Josh had just forgotten his best friend.
"Oh. Yeah, he emailed me a few hours ago. Uh, so you're here to see Claire why, then?"
"'Cause she's my secret undercover goat," Kristen spat sarcastically.
Antonette raised an eyebrow.
Kristen rolled her eyes.
Josh smiled at Kristen's witty sarcasm. He always knew she was witty. It was evident from the fact that Massie and Claire seemed to laugh a lot.
"Okay, well, I'm gonna go and visit her now. Uh, see you." Kristen turned around with both of her feet and strolled up the driveway again.
Antonette gripped onto Josh's muscular arm and tugged. "Let's go," she whined quietly.
Josh was transfixed by Kristen. She was beautiful and smart, but didn't give a damn about the world. She probably wouldn't have cared if Antonette stripped her clothes off and ran down the street.
I wouldn't mind, he thought deviously, staring down at Antonette.
He winced, and then rolled his eyes. "We need to go and visit Claire for a while," he murmured.
Antonette groaned in exasperation. It's not like it mattered what she thought anyway, Josh always led her on. And on. And on.
Like every other girl out there, Antonette thought. She was no fool to Josh's moves. She knew he would use her, but that didn't seem to matter, either. To Josh, everything was a game. And Antonette was there just to correct him.
Josh pulled her up the driveway. Kristen was still at Claire's front door, pulling out the sticks from her hair. She let her golden blonde hair flow past her shoulders, and Josh was transfixed by it. He had never in his life seen anyone more beautiful.
She shook her head, letting the golden waves cascade down her back. Josh smiled to himself. In two months, she would be mine, Josh promised himself.
Josh may be the ultimate player, but it wasn't like he wanted to be the player. He only did it because Kristen was in love with Derrick and he wanted to feel loved, too. So, he lost his virginity on his second day in high school to a vulnerable junior. And that's how it went on. He flirted, he gave one date, ignored them, and they'd go running to him for sex.
But the longer he did this, the more he got bored. He lost the chase of the game. He stole 72 girls' virginities.
When girls needed something, they ran to Josh.
Instead of him being the ultimate player in the game, the game was gaming the player.
And he didn't like that game at all.
It was a waste of time.
My time, he thought.
Kristen finally opened the door and Josh followed her in, Antonette right next to him. They clomped up the stairs together, their feet almost sounding synchronized. When they reached the top, Antonette cleared her throat. "I don't know who Claire is," she whispered.
Josh rolled his eyes. "It doesn't matter anyway."
Kristen led them towards the end of the hall and she opened the huge door. Her eyes widened as she zeroed in on Massie and boy with cute dirty blonde hair.
"Oh, my God! How scandalous!" Antonette accidentally yelped.
Whoa, Josh thought.
Voila! And that was who said it. LoL:) I am so sorry if this was short, but I just wanted Kristen to at least have something, don't you think?
Okay, well, this is officially the chapter that is telling you that I am on a SHORT hiatus. I will be back on March 12, I promise:)
I'm on hiatus for a few reasons, and I'll list them down:
1. Smilez014 went on hiatus as well, and I personally volunteered to go on hiatus with her.
2. I am in the mourning process of Demi Lovato and Selena Gomez's best friendship that is ruined by two devils. Taylor Swift -ew- and Miley -yuckyuckyuck- Cyrus. :) Sorry if you like them.
3. I have a few new stories that I'll talk about. Their titles are: Your Guardian Angel, The Way I Loved You, Behind Enemy Lines, Collision of Love, and Almost a Love Story. They're in order by my writing them. Your Guardian Angel is a one-shot that I really, really, really, really hope that you read and review because it's my first one-shot. The Way I Loved You has it's preview done, and I'll be posting that up as well, right after I post up the chapter for Hope This Doesn't Hurt. Behind Enemy Lines will almost be published... Okay, not really. Technically, the stories right after The Way I Loved You haven't been written yet, but I have the ideas and everything.
4. I'm going to Guam! But that's still on March 18. I'll be back on March 24, and I have no idea why I'm telling you all of this since it's only a week. :) March 18 is still far far far away, so yeah. :)
Uh, so yeah... I say that a lot, but yeah. LoL, sorry. Thanks again for reading this and hopefully you reviewed it. I'm sorry for this long AN, but I thought you guys would need to know what's the haps. So, please, review?