Omigod. I really outdid myself this time. It's more than twice as long as my other chapters. Without the A/N, it's already 4,782 words. Thanks for voting for me in The Clique Awards! I'll be so happy if I win. Thanks to all my loyal readers! This chapter is extra special, and extra long too. Hope you like it! It's totally Massington. :)

We got a new cat today...I think it hates me. -.-

-Chapter 8-

Westchester, NY
Ahnna's House
Wednesday, October 31st
8:59 P.M.

On Halloween night, Massie stood in Ahnna's foyer, dressed in her Fawn costume. The party was in full swing, and she was surrounded by partying kids. Everyone was dressed in costumes, and she could see that the Ahnnabees' Disney fairies costumes weren't nearly the best ones there. They sure were unique, though. No one else at the party was wearing the exact same thing as them, and Massie wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

"Hey, Mass." Ahnna strode up to Massie. Massie had to admit, Ahnna looked simply ah-mazing in her green silk minidress and green Tory Burch flats. Her blonde hair was twisted in a bun, and her skin seemed to glow. "You like the party?"

Massie glanced around the room, taking in the "Happy Halloween" banner and black and orange decorations. She shrugged and adjusted her fake brown braid. "Yeah, I guess."

"What do you mean, you guess?" Ahnna furrowed her brows. "This is the party of the year! No, the decade! No, the century! This will be a night to remember," she said dreamily.

"I'll definitely remember it," Massie muttered under her breath.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" Ahnna said super sweetly.

"Nothing," Massie said. "Listen, I'm gonna go request a song, kay?"

"Kay," Ahnna said. "I'm gonna go get some pizza. Party planning sure is hard work!"

Massie managed a smile. She sauntered off in the direction of the DJ booth. As soon as she was sure Ahnna was gone, she sprinted up the stairs and into the bathroom on the second floor. She had come to the party early and stashed her Little Red Riding Hood costume in a cabinet. She quickly pulled it out and began to change. She hadn't had time to change before, because Ahnna had called all the Ahnnabees together and made them dance and sing together.

A few minutes later, Massie was dressed in a red corseted waist full circle dress, black Miu Miu ballerinas, and the hood from her mother's old Little Red Riding Hood costume. She swung the Kate Spade New York Gold Coast Georgina Leather Dome bag filled with nail polish over her shoulder. She pulled out the long brown braid and shook out her brown tresses. She checked her reflection in the mirror. She was a perfect 10.

Massie stuffed her Fawn costume in the cabinet, and slowly made her way out of the bathroom. She tiptoed downstairs, making sure not to be spotted by Ahnna. Once she reached the bottom of the stairs, she made a beeline for the kitchen. No one was in there, so it was a safe spot. Massie took cover behind the refrigerator, and stopped to catch her breath. She thought Ahnna had seen her just a second ago.

After she took a few more deep breaths, Massie thought the coast was clear. She inched her way out of the kitchen, and bumped into someone.

"Ehmagawd, I'm so sor-" Massie stopped when she saw who she had bumped into. It was Derrick Harrington, also known as Derrington. Her ex-boyfriend. Well, not really, because she was a fifth grader now. "-ry," she finished.

Derrington smiled, and shook his shaggy blond hair out of his eyes. "I'm Derrick. You're Massie, right?"

Massie nodded. "I'm one of Ahnna's best friends."

"Why aren't you wearing your Fawn costume? Ahnna's gonna be pissed when she finds out that you bailed on her whole 'Disney fairies' idea. If you ask me, I think dressing up as fairies is lame with a capital L."

"Ehmagawd, me too!" Massie exclaimed. "I was so totally against it, but Ahnna insisted that we dress up as fairies."

"So you ditched the costume on purpose? Ooh, we got a badass around here."

Massie blushed. "Personally, I think this Little Red Riding Hood costume is ten times better. And by the way, who are you supposed to be?" She glanced at his T-shirt and jeans suspiciously.

"Oh, me? I'm going as Derrick Harrington. It's a costume, right?"

Massie giggled. "Right."

Derrington pointed to the overflowing Kate Spade tote that Massie was holding. "What's in the bag? Or do I not even want to know?"

Massie laughed. "It's just nail polish. I'm giving them out for free."

"Can I have some?" Derrington held out his hand eagerly. "Just kidding. Men don't wear nail polish."

"I wouldn't consider you a man."

"I wouldn't consider you a woman."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I don't know." Derrington shrugged. "I just felt like saying it."

Massie giggled. "Anyway, can you tell me if you see Ahnna? She will kill me if she finds out that I'm wearing a different costume."

"Don't worry, your secret is safe with me. So, I've heard a lot about you from Ahnna."

Massie grimaced. "Good or bad?"

"Uh, they were all bad. She said that you were too self-centered and selfish. Oh, and that you weren't worthy of being in the Ahnnabees."

"What?" Massie screamed. "Then why does she even keep me in the clique?"

Derrington shrugged. "I don't know. But personally, I-"

They were interrupted by none other than Alicia Rivera. She strided in and put her hands on her hips. "Oh, hey, Derrick."

"Hey, Alicia," Derrington said uncomfortably.

"Leesh? What are you doing here?" Massie snapped. "I thought you were going trick-or-treating. With Hanna."

"We decided to come here instead. No one goes trick-or-treating anymore."

Massie fumed. "That's exactly what I tried to tell you guys!"

"That's exactly why we didn't listen," Alicia retorted. She tossed her glossy black hair over her shoulder. "Mass, you're still doing that nail polish thing? I told you, it's immature x 10."

"You two know each other?" Derrington butted in. He had an adorable confused look on his face. Massie's heart fluttered. Then she shook her head. She wasn't supposed to be crushing on Derrington. Ahnna liked him, for heaven's sake. And he had called her "immature" at Skye's end-of-year costume party in seventh grade.

"Um, yeah. Long story." Massie tucked a strand of brown hair behind her ear. "And it's nice to know you both think that I'm immature," she snapped, making a reference to the end-of-year costume party.

"What do you mean? I never called you immature. In fact, I think you're ten times more mature than Alicia," Derrington said.

Oops. She had slipped again. Why did this keep happening to her? She had to remember that she was in fifth grade now, not eighth.

"Really? Thanks!" Massie said.

"Puh-lease." Alicia rolled her chocolate brown eyes. "Derrick, you like Massie, don't you? Is that why you're defending her?"

Derrington blushed. "I barely even know her. But I like her as a friend, I guess."

Alicia pulled out her phone. "Ooh, this will be great gossip." She pretended to type on the keyboard. "Derrick Harrington likes May-sie Block, supreme loser from PMS."

"Hey!" Massie said. "Look who's talking, LBR."

Alicia crinkled her brows. "I don't even know what that means."

Massie smirked. "That was the point." She turned to Derrington. "Come on, let's go. I have some nail polish to hand out and some partying to do."

Massie sauntered out of the kitchen, careful to avoid Ahnna. Derrick followed behind her like an obedient puppy. "Cutest couple ever!" Alicia called after them. Massie smiled to herself. In a way, Alicia was actually right. It was like she could predict the future.

On her way out, Massie bumped right smack into Hanna. "Hanna." Massie pursed her lips.

"Massie." Hanna did the same. Then she turned to Derrington. "Oh hey, cuz."

"Hey, Han." Derrington looked from one girl to another. They were both glaring at each other. "Why are you two so mad at each other? I thought you guys are BFFs."

"We were BFFs," Hanna hissed.

"Yeah, not anymore," Massie hissed back.

"That's what the word were implies, dumbass," Hanna said.

"Language, girls!" Derrington stepped between them. "Look, I don't know how you guys got into this long fight, but I want you to stop, okay? Just go in the opposite direction. Massie and I have some nail polish to hand out."

"Ooh, I think someone likes May-sie!" Hanna called after them, taking after Alicia.

Massie rolled her amber eyes. "Ignore them," she whispered in Derrington's ear.

"My cousin sure can be a handful," Derrington whispered back. "Alicia Rivera can too."

"I know. They're friends now. Ugh."

Derrington grinned. "How did you guys start fighting, anyway?"

"Well, back when Hanna and I were still friends, we ran into Alicia at the mall. I thought she was-" Massie didn't want to continue, so she approached a brown-haired girl. "Here, have some nail polish."

The girl accepted it, astonished. "Th-thanks," she stuttered.

Massie smiled. "My pleasure." She turned back to Derrington. "Um, I don't feel like going into detail. It's kinda personal, and I don't even know you that well."

"Is it about who you like? Because if you like-"

"Hey, have some nail polish!" Massie handed out bottles to three girls dressed as pop stars. They graciously took them, and giggled as they walked away.

"Massie? Are you even listen-"

"Hold on a sec." Massie held up her hand. "Have some nail polish! It's a gift from me." "You want some nail polish? Here you go." "Hey, enjoying the party? Here's some nail polish."

This went on for a few more minutes, with Derrington trying to talk and Massie cutting him off. Finally, Massie stopped to take a break. Derrington sighed. "You are a social butterfly, aren't you, Massie Block?"

"Why yes I am, Derrick Harrington." It felt weird to say Derrick instead of Derrington, but Massie liked the change.

"Are you hungry? I'll get us some pizza," Derrington-oops, Derrick- offered.

"Sure." Out of the corner of her eye, Massie saw Ahnna standing around, shouting someone's name. Massie strained to hear, and it sounded like she was screaming 'Massie!'

"Ehmagawd, I think I hear Ahnna calling my name. Derrick, stall her for now. I gotta go change. We can eat pizza later." Before Derrick had the chance to respond, Massie was already racing up the stairs.

"Ahnna!" Derrick called.

Ahnna sauntered over. "Oh hey, Derrick. Enjoying the party?"

Derrick shrugged. "Yeah, I guess. I just love your costumes," he lied. "Disney fairies. So freakin' cute!"

From her spot at the top of the staircase, Massie stifled a giggle. She locked eyes with Derrick, and he mouthed go. Massie ran towards the bathroom and opened the cabinet that held her Fawn costume. She changed into it at super speed. She adjusted her faux braid in the mirror and pushed the bathroom door open. She glided down the stairs with confidence, well, as much confidence as a girl in a fairy costume can have.

"Hey, Ahnna," Massie said. "Were you looking for me? Sorry, I was in the bathroom."

"Hey, Mass," Ahnna said. "And yes, I was looking for you. You forgot your wings." She handed a pair of sparkly fairy wings to Massie. "Have you been parading around all night as a fairy without wings?" She made a tsk, tsk sound.

Massie could tell that Derrick was struggling not to laugh. She was also trying not to laugh. "Oops." She took the fairy wings from Ahnna and put them on. "Guess I forgot. Sorry."

"You better not forget again. We have to look professional." Ahnna adjusted her blond Tinker Bell bun and walked away.

Once she was gone, Massie and Derrick burst out laughing simultaneously. "Ahnna sure can be a handful," Derrick said.

"I know, right?" Massie said.

"Are you going to change back?" Derrick steadied himself.

"Nah, probably not now. Too much work. What are you waiting for? Let's go eat." Massie punched Derrick on the shoulder.

"Ow, that hurt." He rubbed his shoulder. "You know, you may not look like it, but you are really strong."

"I get that a lot." Massie cocked her head to the side. "Race ya to the food table!"

"You're on. But I have the advantage, because I'm wearing sneakers."

"Never underestimate a girl in ballet flats," Massie said seriously. "Ready . . . set . . . go!"

Massie and Derrick took off at the same time. They wove through people dressed as witches, devils, and angels. Massie touched the food table. Derrick touched it at the same time. "Looks like it's a tie," Massie said.

"Aww," Derrick said. "I wanted to beat you."

Massie giggled. "Want to have a contest to see who can eat the most pizzas?"

"Sure, but I'm warning you, Block," Derrick said, using the nickname he had made for her. "I'm beast at eating pizzas."

"Again, never underestimate a girl in ballet flats."

"You're funny."

"Yeah, I get that a lot." Massie grabbed a slice of pizza. "Ready . . . set . . ."

Derrick shoved a piece of pizza in his mouth.

"Hey, that's not fair," Massie whined. "I didn't say go yet."

"Block, you should know by now that I don't play by the rules."

Massie started eating her pizza too. "Oh, you're on, Harrington." They were both scarfing down their pizzas at top speed now. Massie looked super un-ladylike, but she didn't care. She was pretty sure that she was getting tomato sauce on her Fawn costume, but she didn't care either. It was just a Halloween costume. At least her Little Red Riding Hood costume, the one that actually mattered, wasn't dirty.

As Massie was starting on her third slice of pizza, she glanced around the room, trying to find Derrick's friends. She stopped mid-chew and tapped him on the shoulder. "Hey, Harrington, where's your friends?"

"Hey, Block, where's your friends?" he mimicked playfully.

"They're over there." Massie pointed towards where Silvermist, Tinker Bell, Iridessa, and Rosetta were standing. "And I'm serious, Harrington. Or are you so unpopular that you have no friends whatsoever? Did you just make up Cam Fisher, Kemp Hurley, and Chris Plovert?" she teased.

"Hey, Block, I didn't make them up. Oh look, there they are. They're standing with the other Disney fairies." Massie glanced in the direction Derrick was looking in. Sure enough, Cam, Kemp, and Chris were standing with the fairies. They didn't look like they were enjoying themselves. In fact, they looked like they thought talking to Lana, Shauna, Brianna, and Ahnna was the weirdest thing ever.

"Looks like they're not having a good time at all," Massie said.

"Well, they might not be, but I am," Derrick said, smiling. "Now back to the competition!"

Suddenly, the DJ started playing Party in the USA by Miley Cyrus. Strange. Obviously, they didn't have any songs that Massie liked, because this party was taking place three years ago. "Or not. I love this song. Let's go dance!"

"Block, you're just trying to get out of the competition."

"Am not, Harrington! I just really like this song!" Massie insisted.

"Whatever you say, Block. Fine. I'll dance if you say that I won fair and square."

Massie cracked a smile. "Fine. Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the pizza eating competition is Derrick Harrington! Happy now?"

"Very happy." Derrick threw the rest of his unfinished pizza away. "What are you waiting for? Let's dance."

Now I put my hands up, they're playing my song, the butterflies fly away...I'm nodding my head like yeah...moving my hips like yeah...Now I put my hands up, they're playing my song, I know I'm gonna be okay...Yeah, yeah...it's a party in the USA...

"Block." Derrick poked Massie. "Ahnna's coming."

"So? I'm in my Fawn costume. I don't have to change."

"Oh, right. I just thought you'd want to avoid her. And I like you wayyyyy better when you're in your Little Red Riding Hood costume."

Massie blushed. "Fine, I'll go change. But can we not talk to her? Don't go anywhere!"

"We don't have to talk to her. And I won't," Derrick assured her.

Massie ran up the stairs two at a time and burst into the bathroom. She changed quickly and ran back down the stairs. Just as she was making her way to the dance floor, she saw Derrick talking to Ahnna. She locked eyes with Derrick. Sorry, his eyes said.

Massie turned to run back up the stairs, but Ahnna chose that very moment to turn around. "Massie? Why aren't you in your Fawn costume? And what are you supposed to be? Little Red Riding Hood?"

Before Massie could say anything, Lana, Shauna, and Brianna marched over to where Ahnna was standing. "Omigosh, Massie! You call that a costume?" Lana exclaimed.

"Massie!" Brianna put her hand over her heart. "Why would you betray us by wearing a different costume?"

"We were supposed to be fairies together. There are five main fairies, not four," Shauna said.

"Look, guys, I'm really sorry-" Massie started.

"Save it, Massie," Ahnna hissed. "You always say you're sorry, but in reality, you never are. So stop apologizing."

"Can you just listen-"

"Massie." Ahnna crossed her arms over her chest. "I don't have time to deal with you. You betrayed us all. How am I supposed to trust you?"

Massie wanted to tear her hair out. She needed Ahnna to go to the New Year's Yves party. It was her only chance, other than the shooting stars, to get to the party and create the Pretty Committee. But if the wish that she was going to make tonight worked, then she wouldn't need to go.

Assuming that it would work, Massie said, "Fine. Kick me out. I don't care. I don't want in again. Ever."

Ahnna rolled her eyes. "That doesn't change the fact that you're a traitor." She turned to Derrick. "You're on my side, right, Derrick?" She batted her eyelashes.

"Actually, I'm on Massie's side," Derrick said.

"What?" Ahnna screeched. "How could you? She's a traitor. Why would you like her more? I've known you since we were three. You should like me more than her."

"Honestly? I've always liked Massie better. And I've only known her for about half an hour."

"What?" Ahnna fumed. "Are you saying that you have a crush on Massie Block?"

Derrick nodded. "That's exactly what I'm saying."

"Aww, you two would make such a cute couple," Brianna gushed.

Ahnna silenced her with a glare. "Brianna. Whose side are you on?"

"Yours, sorry." Brianna looked down at the ground.

Ahnna put her hands on her hips and turned to face Massie. "Mass, do you like him back?"

Massie didn't answer.

"Well?" Ahnna tapped her foot impatiently.

"Yes," Massie choked out.

"What? You knew I liked him. You probably only like him because I like him!"

"Ahnna, not everything is about you, you know," Massie said, trying to control her temper. Massie checked the clock on the wall. Ehmagawd, it was 9:29! "I'll be right back."

Massie ran towards the door to the patio, but Ahnna wasn't going to let her go so easily. Massie sprinted as fast as she could in ballet flats, with Ahnna right on her heels. She finally pushed the door open, and shut it just in time. Thinking fast, she pushed a chair over to the door to keep Ahnna from getting out.

"Massie Block, come back here!" Ahnna's muffled voice came from the other side of the door. Massie stifled a giggle and congratulated herself for a job well done.

Massie quickly pulled out her iPhone to check the time. 9:30. Good, she still had time. She sat down on a chair, waiting for the shooting star to come. But it didn't come. Massie stared into the distance, and she could just make out a shooting star disappearing into the distance. No, she thought. This could not be happening. She checked the time again. 9:31. How was that even possible? Just five seconds ago, it was 9:30.

Shoot. It must have been 9:30 and fifty-five seconds when she checked. The shooting star came at 9:30 on the dot. Massie groaned and put her head in her hands. She had missed her chance.

"I wish I could go back to eighth grade!" Massie screamed. Maybe it would work.

Nothing happened. Massie remembered that when she made her first wish, she woke up to find herself in 5th grade the next day. Which meant everything would be fine tomorrow.

Or not.

She had missed the shooting star. There was absolutely no chance of her wish coming true.

She quickly wiped the tears that were starting to form at the corners of her eyes away. She pulled out her iPhone and went to Safari again. She searched shooting star dates. Once the screen loaded, she could see that the next shooting star date was on Tuesday, November 27th. Just great. It was a month away. She had to deal with Ahnna and the Ahnnabees, Hanna, and Alicia for one more month.

Suddenly, Massie burst into tears. She couldn't hold it in her any longer. What was it her mom always said? Look on the bright side? Well, there was no bright side in this situation. First of all, she made a wish that took her back to fifth grade. Second of all, her best friend, Hanna Harrington, ditched her. Third of all, she got Alicia Rivera mad at her. And fourth of all, she got kicked out of the Ahnnabees, which meant that she couldn't go to the New Year's Yves party.

There was a silver lining, though. .Derrington He admitted that he liked Massie. Not Ahnna, Massie. And Ahnna had thrown a fit and kicked Massie out. So what good was Derrington when she had lost all her friends? Friends are forever, boys are whatever.

But this specific boy wasn't exactly whatever. He was Derrington. Massie's first boyfriend. It was strange how her diary didn't say anything about meeting Derrington-Derrick. Maybe she was just doing things differently than her diary said.

"Hey." Massie whipped her head around at the source of the voice. It was Derrick. He glanced at her tear-streaked face worriedly. "Are you okay?" He sounded genuinely concerned.

"No, I'm not." Massie began to wipe the tears from her face, but then decided against it when she realized that more tears would come. "My life is over."

"This is about more than being kicked out, isn't it?" Derrick took a seat next to Massie. "Can you tell me about it?"

"It's really hard to explain."

"Come on," Derrick prodded. "You can trust me, right?"

"I've only known you for half an hour."

"Time doesn't mean anything. Personally, I've always liked you better than Ahnna."

Massie managed a smile. "Aww, thanks."

"So will you tell me?'

"Okay." Massie took a deep breath. "Here I go. I'm not actually in fifth grade."

"Whoa, slow down there. What do you mean, you're not in fifth grade?"

"I was in fifth grade before, but not anymore. I'm actually an eighth grader. I got into a big fight with my friends, and they all betrayed me. I made a wish that the Pretty Committee-that's our clique name-had never even met. I didn't realize that a shooting star was going to pass by. My wish came true the next day. I was in fifth grade again, with the Ahnnabees. I met the Pretty Committee at Merri-Lee Marvil's New Year's Yves party. Then I transferred to OCD."

"How do I know you're not lying?" Derrick questioned.

"I'll prove it. I became best friends with Alicia Rivera, Dylan Marvil, and Kristen Gregory. Alicia Rivera is a dancer at Body Alive Dance Studio, and she's on the Body Alive Dance Squad. Dylan Marvil is Merri-Lee Marvil's daughter, and she goes to OCD. She's not self-conscious about her weight, but she becomes extremely self-conscious about it after the party. Kristen Gregory goes to OCD on sch-" Massie quickly stopped, afraid that she was going to reveal too much. "She's really good at soccer, and she's also really smart."

"Oh, I know them," Derrick said.

"In seventh grade, Claire Lyons moved into my guest house," Massie continued. "She's from Orlando, Florida. At first, I didn't like her, but then we became friends and I accepted her into the Pretty Committee. We were fighting in eighth grade. I had just made the Pretty Committee go on a boyfast, but it didn't work out. Alicia made me mad because she kept trying to lead our cheerleading squad. Dylan made me mad because she started dating you."

"Back up. Dylan dated me?"

"Yeah. I dated you too. But we broke up at the end of seventh grade because you called me immature."

"Really? I think you're ten times more mature than Ahnna. And why don't we date now?"

Massie raised her eyebrows. "Are you asking me out?"

Derrick nodded. "Is that a yes or a no?"

Massie contemplated it for a second. "It's a yes!"

Derrick smiled. "Great. Now where were you?"

"Yeah, where was I?" Massie tapped her chin, deep in thought. "Oh, right. Dylan. Well, I had a hold on you because I sprayed you with Chanel No. 19, which meant that no one else could date you until I sprayed you with water. Does that sound stupid?" Massie was worried that the fifth grade Derrick would think it was stupid, just like the eighth grade Derrick thought it was stupid.

Derrick shook his head. "No, not at all. I actually like the idea."

"Thanks. So Dylan dated you behind my back," Massie continued. "And she lied about it. So that's why I was mad at her. At that time, I liked Dempsey Solomon, and since Kristen is his neighbor, I wanted her to see if he likes me or not. In the end, Dempsey ended up liking Kristen." Massie grimaced.

"Dempsey Solomon?"

"Yeah. After his trip to Africa, he became totally hot."

"Should I consider him my competition?"

Massie shook her head. "Not at all. And Claire just started spending too much time with Cam and Layne."

"Cam? As in Cam Fisher? He went out with this Claire girl?"

"Yeah, he really seemed to like her." Massie cleared her throat. "And then they betrayed me. So I wished."

"So you wished," Derrick repeated.

"And it came true."

"And it came true."

"There you have it. That's the full story." Massie leaned back in her chair and sighed. She tilted her head back so that Derrick wouldn't see her cry even more.

"Wow, that's some story."

Massie tilted her head back. "Do you believe me?"

Derrick thought about it for a second, then nodded. "I believe you." He reached for her hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. There was a moment of silence, and Massie and Derrick just sat there, holding hands and staring at each other. Suddenly, Derrick leaned towards her. Ehmagawd, Massie thought. Am I going to get my first lip-kiss in fifth grade?

Massie closed her eyes, ready for their lips to meet. Just when their lips were a millimeter away, the patio door slammed open. Massie and Derrick jolted apart.

Ahnna walked onto the patio, looking as angry as ever. "Massie Block and Derrick Harrington. The new "It" couple. Not. You guys both betrayed me. Now get out of my house. I don't want you two to ever step foot in my house ever again. Understood?"

Derrick stood up. "Actually, not understood. What if my family comes over for a dinner party?"

Ahnna pursed her lips. "I'll make sure that my mom doesn't invite you."

"You can't do that!" Derrick protested. "Even if we're not friends anymore, it doesn't mean that our moms have to stop being friends."

"Oh, so we're not friends anymore?"

"You just told me to get out of your house!"

Ahnna put her hands on her hips. "Fine then. Get out. Now," she hissed.

Derrick took Massie's hand. "Come on. Let's go." They ran down the patio steps and cut across Ahnna's backyard. They stopped running when they reached the Pincher's front door.

"Ehmagawd." Massie put her hand over her mouth. "My Fawn costume."

"Do you really want to keep that costume?" Derrick said.

"Not really," Massie admitted. "But I spent a lot of money on it."

"I thought the great Massie Block had lots of money."

"True, I do."

"So, I'll see you later?" Derrick asked.

"Count on it." Massie smiled.

"Bye, Block."

"Bye, Harrington." Massie watched Derrick walk away. Once he reached the end of the driveway, he turned back to wave at Massie, who immediately waved back.

Every cloud has a silver lining. The silver lining in this gray cloud was Derrick Harrington.

Ahnna was right. The party sure was a night to remember.

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