READ THIS!!!: Let us pretend that Derrick and Dylan never happened in P.S. I Loathe You. [Sorry, but I love Massington. They're so meant to be since they're so opposite and I love Dylan to bits, that's why I want her in my story as Massie's friend.] Pretend Dylan liked Plovert(but she doesn't realize it yet), therefore, Massie never got mad at her. Massie only got mad at Alicia and Kristen. It's one week after P.S. I Loathe You. Massie's still alpha but Alicia is still fighting for the top spot. Alicia has her new clique, which is the Heart-nets. Kristen chose the Witty Committee and Dempsey likes her. Pretend that fight at the end of the book happened between Massie and Kristen and Massie threw Kristen and Dempsey into the pool. Massie's left with Dylan and Claire. Let's also pretend Massie's left handed. Don't ask why. You'll find out later.

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Collide - Chapter One

Sleepover

The Block Estate

Claire's bedroom

Friday, October 16th

4:16 P.M.

"Kuh-laire, we have to talk." Dylan whispered into the phone.

"Why are you whispering? No one can hear. I'm in my room and there's no one here." Claire replied as she sat on the edge of her bed.

"Fine. Three-way with Cam." Dylan said. She shocked Claire. Cam? Not Massie?

"Cam?"

"Yes! Cam. Your boyfriend. Or did you forget?" Dylan said.

"Not Massie?" Claire asked, still confused. Why would Dylan want to talk with Cam and Claire?

"Nawt Massie. Now, three-way!" Dylan demanded and Claire followed.

"Hey there, Claire-bear! What's up? I was just thinking about you." he asked and Claire smiled at the sound of his voice.

"No phone PDA! I'm here!" Dylan said, ruining their moment.

"Dylan?" Cam asked.

"The one and only."

"This is weird, you know that?"

"Whatever! I have to ask you a very important question!" Dylan's voice was getting louder. Claire pulled the phone one centimeter away from her ear.

"Go." Cam said.

"You have to promise to tell the truth and nothing but the truth."

"Depends on the question." Cam said.

"Kuh-laire! Tell your boyfriend to tell the truth!" Dylan demanded.

"Cam. Please tell Dylan the truth." Claire said, using an innocent voice and smiling to herself.

"Fine. What's the question?" Cam asked, defeated.

"Is Derrick over Massie?" Dylan asked, straight to the point.

"I'm not sure I should answer that." Cam said.

"Claire!" Dylan yelled into the phone again. Seems like she ate too much sugar.

"Cam!" Claire yelled into the phone also.

"What?" Cam asked.

"Answer me!" Dylan demanded.

"Why?" Cam asked and Dylan was silenced.

"Because Massie's nawt over him." Dylan whispered. Claire knew it! She had a feeling Massie's not over him.

"Really?! What about Dempsey?!" Cam said, a little too loud.

"Keep it down! Anyway, I don't think Massie ever actually liked Dempsey. She thinks she likes him but she ah-bviously doesn't. She's so nawt over Derrick." Dylan said.

"Then why is she mad at Kristen?" Cam asked.

"Because, Kristen betrayed her!" Dylan explained.

"Oh."

"Now, answer the question!"

"No."

"Kuh-laire! Tell him to answer it!" Dylan whined. Cam had to answer this. It's for Massie.

"Cam! Is he?" Claire pressed.

"No."

"Please answer the question." Claire pleaded.

"That's my answer."

"He's not over her?"

"He's not."

"EHMAGAWD!" Dylan screamed into the phone and Cam and Claire pulled their phones away from their ears.

"Cam, who are you talking to? I heard a scream." The girls heard someone asked.

Dylan glared even if he couldn't see.

"Cam! Someone was there?!" Dylan demanded.

"Plovert." Cam said and Dylan calmed down. Plovert could help, right?

"'Kay. Claire and I will go to your house right now."

"Wait, what?" Cam and Claire asked in unison. Then they smiled even if they couldn't see each other.

"We are. Before Massie's sleepover. Don't let Plovert go away. We'll be there in fifteen minutes." Dylan said with finality in her voice.

"Fine." Cam said.

"See you guys." Claire said and collapsed on her bed. What is Dylan thinking? What did she put in her food?

Claire sighed and got up. She grabbed her phone and went down the stairs.

"Mom?" she called out. She found her mom in the kitchen making dinner.

"Yes, honey?" her Mom asked.

"I'm going over to Cam's."

"What about Massie's sleepover?"

"I'll be back in time for it."

"Well, okay. Do you need a ride?"

Claire thought about it. She doesn't really feel like walking.

"Yes, please."

Fifteen minutes later, they arrived in Cam's house.

"Dylan will probably bring me home. Bye, Mom."

"Take care, sweetie."

Claire climbed out of the house and walked over to the front door. As if on cue, Dylan opened the door.

"Get in!" she demanded and Claire followed.

"Where's Cam? Plovert?"

"Cam's room."

They made their way up to Cam's room.

Claire smiled when she saw Cam and flopped down next to him on his bed.

Cam smiled back.

They looked into each other's eyes.

"Excuse me!" Dylan said, ruining their moment again.

"This is an emergency meeting." Dylan announced.

"For what?" Plovert asked.

"Massington."

"Massington?" Cam asked, confused.

"Massie and Derrington." Claire said, catching on.

"Anyway, they so like each other and it's so ah-bvious that they would be so much happier together. So, as their best friends, we should make them happy!" Dylan said, smiling. The boys didn't catch on. Claire did.

"Ehmagawd! What's the plan?" she asked standing up, leaving Cam and Plovert confused. Girls were so hard to figure out.

Dylan reached into her bag and pulled out three gleaming objects. She grinned.

Claire caught on and smiled back.

The boys just stared.

"Dyl! You are such a genius."

"I know."

"We don't get it." Plovert said.

Dylan sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Just get Derrick to go to Claire's house." She said and Cam took out his phone.

"What do I say?"

Cam: D, sleepover at my place.

Derrick: What are we? Girls?

Cam: No. Plovert wants guitar hero competition.

Derrick: world tour?

Cam: yup. He wants an all-night battle. Parents won't be home anyways. Harris is in charge and he doesn't care if we make noise. He wants to join.

Derrick: Dude, you got it. Harris owes me.

Cam: Pick me up at Claire's first.

Derrick: Why?

Cam: Game's there. Ask Sammi to bring you. Car.

Derrick: Fine. Be there in thirty minutes.

"All done, but we have to be there in thirty minutes." Cam said. He handed Dylan the phone and she read the conversation.

"Let's go! Plovert, ask your parents now. You're coming with us. Cam, fill Harris and Sammi in. Plovert, go home, pack for a sleepover then go to Massie's house. Cam, pack and bring the game. We'll wait for you in the limo." Dylan said with such authority that they all had to follow her.

"Wow, Dyl. What did you eat today?" Claire asked.

"I seriously have no idea."

Block Estate

Guesthouse

Friday, October 16

5:31 PM

Cam Fisher greeted Derrick Harrington at the front door of Claire Lyons's house.

"Dude! Let's go. Sammi's a very impatient person." Derrick said.

"Wait. I have to go say bye to Claire first." Cam said and Derrick rolled his eyes. Cam walked towards the GLU headquarters and Derrick called out to him.

"Cam! Where are you going? This is Claire's house!"

Cam turned around.

"She's in the spa."

Derrick huffed and walked towards Cam. He walked past Cam and headed straight for the GLU headquarters. Just like Cam wanted him to. Cam turned around and winked at Sammi. She winked back, indicating that she knew what to do. Cam followed Derrick. They stopped at the door where they heard laughter. Derrick looked uncomfortable being there. Cam had to suppress a laugh. Boy, was this going to be a long night.

The Block Estate

GLU Headquarters/The Spa

Friday, October 16

5:32 PM

"Who would you rather kiss, Selena Gomez or Demi Lovato?" Massie asked Plovert. They've been asking him questions like that ever since he got here. Massie doesn't really know why he's here in the spa. He says Cam's here to get his Guitar Hero from Claire and he's just waiting for Cam and he's bored, so he went here to greet them. When he came in, they were in the middle of 'Would-you-rather' and they started asking him questions non-stop. He was kind enough to answer all.

"Selena Gomez." He answered without thinking about it.

"Leighton Meester or Blake Lively?"

"Leighton."

"Abby or Hadley?"

"Abby."

"Taylor Swift or Miley Cyrus?"

"Taylor. Duh."

"I have one!" Dylan suddenly yelled out. "Kori or Strawberry?"

Plovert was silent.

"Answer the question!"

Plovert could not answer the question.

The girls burst out laughing at Plovert's expression. He didn't want to answer and he was having a really hard time choosing.

The laughter died when they heard the door open. Massie saw Dylan give Claire a look but she just waved it away. Maybe it was a trick of the light. Cam and Derrington walked in. Massie's jaw dropped but she quickly composed herself and stood up to face him.

"What are you doing here?" she narrowed her eyes at him.

"Relax, Block. I'm just here to pick up Cam." Derrington grinned at her. She felt a little flutter at the use of his nickname for her.

"What about me?" Plovert asked.

"What are you doing here, Plovert?" Derrington asked, his attention momentarily turned to Plovert.

"Cam said you'd pick us up here."

Derrington turned back to Massie.

"I'm here to pick up Cam and Plovert."

She glared at him. "Buh-bye." She said, waving him away. She sat back down on the mocha-colored couch and watched him leave with Plovert and Cam.

"Plovert!" Massie suddenly called out. The three boys turned around. "You still haven't answered."

"Neither!" he yelled before running out, Derrington and Cam close behind him.

His reaction made the girls laugh so hard they cried. They've been laughing for about five minutes when the door burst open again and the three boys came back in with bags in their hands. Except for Cam. He had no bag. But Massie could tell something was off. Him and Plovert looked like they were suppressing giggles.

"Couldn't stay away from us?" Dylan asked.

"Sammi left us." Cam said.

"What?" Massie jolted upright.

"Yeah. She left Derrick's bags on Claire's front door." Cam said and she turned to Derrington. He was talking on the phone.

"Well?" Massie demanded when he hung up.

"Her phone's off." Derrick said with shock on his face. Sammi never leaves her phone off.

"Cam! Have Harris pick you up!" Massie demanded.

"Harris is grounded. Maria, our maid, is keeping a close eye on him."

"Parents?"

"All our parents are at that dinner thing at that new hotel. They're all also staying there for the night. What about Isaac?"

"It's his day off today."

They were silent while they thought about a solution. Actually, Massie and Derrick were thinking. The others were just shooting each other knowing glances.

"Kuh-laire!" Massie suddenly exclaimed with a smile on her face, her amber eyes twinkling with success. "What about your parents?"

"Before going here, I heard your Mom ask my parents if they wanted to come. My parents said yes."

Massie's face fell. "Stupid new hotel."

"So, what do we do?" Cam asked.

"We have no choice, Massie." Dylan whispered in her ear. "We have to let them stay. It's raining." Massie listened and she heard the raindrops hitting the roof of the spa. It was raining. Massie sighed. She had a heart too.

"Fine. Stay. But, if you mess up anything, you are all walking home in the rain." Massie sighed and plopped back down on the couch.

"Thanks, Massie." Cam said then sat down on the ground. Plovert followed. Derrick huffed, sighed and begrudgingly sat down beside Cam.

"So what do we do?" Plovert asked.

"Let's play 'Who-would-you-rather'!" Dylan said.

"No!" Plovert protested.

"Fine." Dylan glanced at Massie and Massie saw the glint in her eye. Massie smiled. Time for payback. They turned the Tiffany & Co. trailers into something else and Massie does not want to live that down. She was proud of those trailers.

"Boys." Massie said to get their attention. "The only way we would let you stay is if you do the things we do."

They exchanged a glance.

"Do we have to?"

Massie raised her eyebrow and nodded.

After a few hours of make-up, magazines, nail polish and some games, they soccer boys and the PC were tired.

"Hey! Mass! I know a game!" Dylan said and held up three transparent handcuffs. "They're made from real diamond." She bragged.

"Where'd you get that?" Derrick asked.

"Well, my mom got into this fight with the police because she was speeding and as an apology gift, she gave them these. There were three extra handcuffs so I brought them here."

"What's the game?" Claire asked.

"Well, supposedly, you had to handcuff your hands then go do some stuff. The person who does those stuff first—and right—wins, but, since we have six people, let's just handcuff two people and go on a treasure hunt to find the key!"

"Let's do it!" Cam said. He's a little too excited, Massie thought. She shrugged it away. Maybe he's just excited because he gets to be handcuffed to Claire.

"Mass?" Dylan asked.

"Sure, whatever." Massie's up for anything.

"Partners must be boy-girl. I get Plovert!" Dylan said then walked to Plovert.

Cam and Claire were automatically partners, which left…

Massie and Derrick.

"No! I get Plovert!" Massie said. She will not be handcuffed to Derrick. Dylan pulled her to the corner.

"Please, Mass. Let me have him."

"Why?"

"C-plus." Dylan whispered.

Dylan likes Plovert?! Why doesn't Massie know?!

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Well, I kinda just realized it now."

Massie thought about it. She doesn't want to be partners with Derrick…but…she doesn't want to lose one of the only friends she has left. One game can't hurt, right?

"Fine."

"Yay! Thank you!" Dylan whisper-screamed then hugged Massie.

They made their way over to the boys and Claire and Massie stuck her right arm out. Dylan clasped one handcuff there. Derrick reluctantly stuck his left arm out and Dylan clasped the other one there. Then she handcuffed herself to Plovert.

"Hey! What about me?!" someone asked from the door. They all faced him.

"Todd!" Claire yelled at her brother. "What are you doing here?!"

"I was bored." Todd said with a shrug.

"Skateboard on the driveway!"

"It's raining, doofus."

"So?"

"So, if I get sick, I'm blaming you and Mom will ground you."

"I hate you."

"He can stay." Massie said and Claire was shocked.

"What?!" she asked, disbelief on her face.

"He can be the one to hide the keys." Massie said calmly.

Claire considered this. Massie's right. Again.

Dylan handed Todd the keys and they all closed their eyes while Todd moved around silently hiding the keys. Except for one key. Under Dylan's strict orders, he was supposed to keep one key and give it to her later, when she asks for it. He looked at the label taped on the key. MD. Whatever that means.

"Done." He said after five minutes and everyone started searching.

After thirty minutes of searching around the spa, only Massie and Derrick were left handcuffed to each other.

"TODD! Where's the key?!" Massie yelled.

"I put it in the bowl of mints." He said. Massie searched through it. There was nothing there. She tipped it over and let the mints fall to the ground. There was no key.

"TODD!"

"What?! I put it there! I remember! I put one under the couch, I put one inside a shoe and I put the last one in the bowl of mints."

"Give me your key." Massie said and put her open palm under Claire's chin.

"Mass…it won't work. Mom had these especially made. Different key for each handcuff." Dylan mumbled. Massie glared at her.

"So I'm stuck with him?! I need a duplicate key!" Massie was flipping out.

"The guy who made the handcuffs wont be back until next week. Then, he needs around one more week to make the key." Dylan mumbled again. Massie is still the alpha. She's also a scary alpha when you get her mad.

"WHAT?!" Derrick and Massie yelled together. Apparently, Inez heard them and rushed to the spa.

"I'm stuck with her for the next two weeks?!" Faint touches of pink were seen in Derrick's cheeks now and that only happens when he's seriously pissed off.

"I'm sorry, but, well…yes and…it could be three weeks." Dylan confirmed.

Massie screamed at the top of her lungs.

a/n: since I felt that this chapter was too long and kinda boring, I'm posting chapter two also!!! Yay! This chapter was introductions only, anyway, that's why it's so long.