A/N: I AM GOING TO HAVE A CHAPTER FOR EACH GIRL: MASSIE, ALICIA, DYLAN, KRISTEN, AND KUH-LAIRE, IN ORDER, UNTIL THE STORY'S DONE. SO NO MORE GG BLAWGS, JUST THE STORY, K?
MASSIE
In a royal blue high-waisted Dolce&Gabbana dress with white Tory Burch flats, Massie Block looked as though she could rule the world. But could she?
Sex with Derrick had taken a lot out of her. She knew it what it was like to love someone now, really love them. And loving someone was nawt something she was good at. She wasn't even sure if she knew how to love someone. And now she felt totally vulnerable.
Timidly, she knocked on Alicia's door. Josh flung it open. Massie's eyes widened. In all the years of going over to her friend's house in the early morning, her boyfriend had never once been there. Especially with no shirt on.
"Um, hey, Josh?" she greeted him quizically, trying nawt to admire his six-pack.
"Hi," he replied, blocking the doorway. "Listen, I'm not sure if right now is the best time."
"But I have to talk to Leesh!" she begged.
"Can you come back in an hour?" he asked. "I-I just asked her to marry me. We were having private time."
She gasped. "Of course, of course!" she agreed, already backing down the pathway. "See you later!"
Hurriedly, she rushed down the sidewalk and jumped into her car. Her best friend was getting married? How had this come about? Had she really been so interested in Derrick Harrington that she'd completely forsaken Alicia? She'd been so caught up in her own shallow world of switching boys and buying clothes and Gawd-knows-what-else that she and Alicia had ahbviously been drifting apart. A few years ago, Massie would have received a text or a breathless phone call that she was engaged. Now, now she wasn't even on the list. Yeah, her friend would probably invite her to the exclusive wedding that would most likely take place in the Hotel Bel-Air, or somewhere exotic like Paris, or maybe Spain, since they were both born there, but it would be nothing more than a friendly courtesy.
Because she knew the truth. Everything in her life was falling apart, and it, for once, it was all her fault.
