Derrick wanted to kiss her so badly, but he couldn’t. First off, because she was just recovering from Shane and second, because Macon was watching them.

Suddenly, he stepped out from the trees. He straightened his already straight black hair and looked at the two of them. “Something to tell Shane, he’s coming back ya know?”

“Just go Macon.” Macy hissed, “I don’t want to deal with you. You’re just like Shane.”

Macon stepped forward and tried to look hurt, and continued, “Now that’s an insult. Blah blah blah, Shane is horrible, but being compared to him. That hurts.” He glared at her and Derrick stood up to face him. “Whoa there bud, don’t get worked up.”

Derrick murmured, “What do you want Macon? She obviously doesn’t want you here.”

“Wow, Shane was right. You have a protector now, smart girl. I’ll get ya though.” He laughed as he said this and Derrick tensed.

Macy muttered, “Macon get out of here! Now!”

Macon smiled wickedly and promised, “See you at school tomorrow.”
Oh joy.