"I've got a story worth a million gossip points, serious," Alicia hissed over the phone. Massie stopped manicuring her already picture-perfect nails and paused.

"Wait. Let me get the others on the line."

"Okay" Massie dialled up Kristen, Dylan and Claire.

"Go on, Leesh" she said.

"There's a new bunch of girls at OCD and they're total LBRs, but they think they've got alpha material."

"Pfft," Massie blew her nails dry. "I step on people like that every day. A million gossip points?! Dream on, Leesh!"

"Yeah," Dylan said. "It's like they grow on trees"

"But they're totally not alpha material. Though people believe they are" Alicia's voice had more than a hint of desperation in it. "People who used to fangirl us. Lots of them. These girls, they called themselves the pussycat dolls, which is totally lame."

"Ew!" Kristen yelled. "Total ripoff," she and Claire said at the same time.

"Apple C!" Claire yelled. There was a moment of disgusted silence. Shouldn't Claire have grown outta that? It was so last CENTURY.

"Yeah, but they're rich and fashionable and all, they just have no. Alpha. Sense. And anyone without that," Alicia flicked a pot of over-shimmery lip gloss off her table"Is a straight LBR."

Massie knew what she meant. An alpha had a kind of aura around her, let her know she was an alpha...

"We can't let a bunch of total LBRs rule OCD," Massie declared. "Let's put them in their place."

"Wait, Massie!" Claire's shy voice piped up. "I'm thinking maybe they aren't that bad. Could we check them out first?"

"Yeah, we do have to know how enemies before knocking them senseless. About the not that bad bit, I don't agree so much," Dylan said.

"Knock them senseless... Right. Alpha senseless, if there's an ounce of it in them."