massie block hit prada, louis vuitton, versace, and tommy hilfigar and still she wasn't satified. she wanted more clothes and shoes for the school year, and yet she'd just spent 2,000 dollars. she was loaded with bags that cut lines into her moisturized arms and her head was punding from the noise. she sipped her caramel mocciatio and stopped at a random bench.

she placed her bags on the bench beside her and one in front of her feet so she could discretely pull off her michael kors 2 inch wedge sandals. she missed the pretty committee, but everyone was busy. it was a saturday and so kuh-laire was with layne, dylan with her mother, alicia with her family and kuh-risten with... welll.... her family? massie was mad now that no one was with her for this shopporunity but she didn't mind. she could buy things without being embarrassed and she was actually having a decently boring time. then he had to show up.

massie's head snapped up. "whhhat?" she said. she'd been texting tpc on her cell, and derrington talking to her was a big shock. she blinked and snapped her phone shut. she squinted at derrington. "can i help you?"

"I don't see your name on it, Harrington," massie replied evenly. she ha hesitated on calling him 'Harrington.' She'd never used his last name because he'd always been 'derrington.' what had happened to them? she felt a wave of sadness wash over her. Her face stayed the same though. "I'm not moving off 'your' bench." massie made air quotes when she said your.

Massie's mouth dropped as he moved her stuff. "Whhhat are you dooooing?" she said, appalled. She stood up, placed her hands on her hips and tapped her wedged-sandaled foot as she glared at him. "Listen, Derek, what are you [/i]doing[/i] here and why are you bothering me?!" massie was really mad now. she hated him more than ever now. she didn't want him here now and she was ready to scream her head off. but like the true alpha she was, she bit her tongue to hold her anger back. but that just hurt.

Massie's heart nearly stopped. he only called her massie when they'd broken up. what was he playing at?! she closed her eyes, inhaled calmness and exhaled her frusteration. "Listen, Harrington. I was here first, kay? You don't own this bench and you never did. You arrived her at the wrong time cause i'm waiting for my boyfriend. Do you hear me? If he catches me with you, he'll flip." Massie had no idea where the whole 'boyfriend' thing popped up... but maybe if she played her cards right, derrington would be jealous. and that was the best way to ah-nnoying somone.

massie rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips. there was nothing that she could say that would bother him... unless it was hurting him internally?? "kick his ass and i'll kick yours with my new pointy kate spade heels. kay?" massie pointed to one of her newest bags and rose her eyebrows. she hoped that would shake him. puh-lease gawd, puh-lease.

Masssie narrowed her eyes and smirked. "None of those things. And no, i would never tell you my secrets. sorry bub, not on your life." Massie sat next to him. She'd have to end up leaving. pretty soon, no one was going to show up and then what? have derrington screw up her rep and spread word around the school? she shook the thought from her head. no. way.

"see these new pumas?" massie puleld out a pair of black and gold sneakers. she would only ever truly wear them for gym class, but she could definitely make an exception for kicking 'derringtons ass.' she placed them gingerly in her bag. "i do know how to run." she reminded him with a smirk. done, done and done.

Massie's mouth fell when he did air quotes. That was her thing. Sure it was cute... when they were dating! She squinted at her. "Whhhat? She closed her eyes as if she imagined him say that. "You've got to be kidding, riiiiight?" Massie played out her lie more, "I have a boyfriend, Derrick. And just cause you think you own the world doesn't mean you do."