I'm only on Sealed With A Diss yall so bare with me Sam vs Massie... Seddie... MassieXGibby (lol)

"Laaaaaaaaaaaa la laaa la laaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" She heard singing, and soon an obese woman was dancing into the kitchen. "Oh, Samantha! It's marvelous! We're adopting a child!" Mrs. Puckett said in a singsong voice.

"WHAT!?" Sam screeched.

"Mmmmmm hmmmmmmmmmm! Her name is Massie. Her parents just died in a car accident." She smiled.

"MOM! YOU'RE GONNA KILL ME!!!!!!!!" Sam screamed.

"Come on, she's really sweet, and you guys could hang out and have sleepovers."

"Gross. That's what Carly's for!" Sam shivered at the thought of some prissy girl giving her manicures and doing her hair or laughing her around the mall into all those stupid stores.

There was a knock on the door, that seemed like it didn't want to be there. "She's here! Samantha, say hello to Massie Block!" The door opened.

Sam saw the girl and immediately hated her. She was wearing a miniskirt, a v-neck, high heels, and her hair was that just-got-back-from-salon way. She was all brand-name, make up and all. "Hello..." Sam grumbled and leaned against the door.

Massie stared at this creep. What an LBR. She was dressed like a guy! Her hair was barely brushed! She was a definite negative nine thousand. Massie brought her Miu Miu suitcases into the apartment without a sound. "Where's the house?" She asked sweetly.

Mrs. Puckett laughed. "Your room is down at the end of the hall."

"But, Ma, that's my room!" The LBR snapped. "I do not share." She blocked Massie's view with a fierce set of blue eyes. Massie glared back. Strangely, the girl never flinched. Massie ended up looking away. "I don't share." She stated and victoriously walked to her room.

No one had ever beat Massie Block before. Nev-ah. She had to make this Samantha person's life miserable. "I'm sorry about Samantha. She's just… grouchy."

"Thank you, Mrs. Puckett." She smiled innocently

"Call me Ma, honey. Everyone does." the middle-aged woman laughed.

Massie bit her lip through a grimace.


That preppy preteen was NOT getting in her room no matter how hard she knocked. "Come on! Put those manicured hands to the test!" She teased.

"Let me in!" Massie groaned. "You are so D2M!"

"I'm sorry, I don't speak bitch." Sam called

"Ehmagawd! Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!" Massie screamed continuously. "Bug! Aaaaaaaaaaah!"

Sam laughed and opened the door. "Ah-maw-god! It's an ugly buggy! Some ra-eel person like squish it for me!" Sam said with an over enunciated high-pitched voice. "Get a grip why don't ya? You're in Seattle now, and I don't know where you came from, and I really don't care. Take this advice: the kids here are vicious and not the most 'j'adore' fashion like you. So your preppy little private school life… it's over."

Massie opened her mouth but no words came out. She wished TPC was with her, they wouldn't let her get slashed at like that. "You don't know who you're messing with. I can make your life miserable." She put her hands on her hips.

Sam smirked. "You can make my life miserable? Well, you don't know who you're dealing with. You might not notice, but I'm stronger, faster, ill-minded, and more of a threat to the world than your little petite waist and money is to me. Now if you want to stay in my room, you can sleep on the floor." Sam pointed to a dusty, hard-wood floor with splintery texture.

"Sam, are you a club dancer?" Massie cocked her head to the side.

"What?"

"Then why are you being so low?" She crossed her arms.

"Because I can." Sam shrugged. Massie had never heard someone find a comeback to one of her ah-mazing insulting Q-A-Q's. Sam could tell she was getting under Massie's skin. "I'll see ya later, I'm gonna spend the night at a friend's place."

Massie watched as she just left. No hair products. No PalmPilot to keep track of the INs and OUTs. She decided to take a seat on the bed. "Ow!" She jumped.

"Oh yeah! Did I mention I broke a glass in there last week!" Sam called back.

Massie groaned and took out her PalmPilot.

Current State of the Union:

IN:

Seattle

Foster Family

Split Ends

Tomboy

Sam

OUT:

Westchester

"We Are Family"

Lands' End

Princess

Massie :(


Sam entered the Shay apartment with ease. "Carly! You gotta help me!" She called to the two people sitting on the couch watching Girly Cow.

"Why?" Carly looked at me.

"What's wrong?" Freddie asked.

"I have a little sister."

"Awwwww." Carly smiled.

"A preppy little stuck-up preteen sister who thinks she's the greatest thing in the world. She's spoiled to death, and wears mini-skirts and flaunts her words like 'ehmagawd!'' Sam breathed. "We just adopted her and I already hate her."

"That's not that bad." Freddie shrugged. He couldn't care less for his blond friend's extended family.

"Fredweird, you don't get it. She is everything I ever hated wrapped up in a bow, and I'm sure she owns one. Think about living with me." She said.

Freddie's eyes turned wide wide wide. "Ah! Eh! Oh my god! Oh my god!" He snapped out of it. He panted for a while. "Imagination is so first grade."

"So what do you want us to do?" Carly asked.

"Just be uh… LBRs." Sam giggled.

"She says LBR!" Carly exploded.

"I don't even know what it means!" Freddie exaggerated a smile.

"Ehmagawd! How can you nawt know what that means! Come awn, Freddie!" Sam put on a dumb face and spoke with her Paris Hilton impersonation. "LBR means Loser Be-awnd Repair."

"Loser beyond repair? What the hell?" Freddie smiled.


Massie conference called TPC. "Leesh? Dyl? Kris? Claire?" She asked frantically.

"Massie! Ehmagawd, I miss you!" Alicia dramatized her voice.

"I've gained almost five pounds since you left!" Dylan whined.

"You aren't fat!" They all laughed.

"This is LT! My new sister is kuh-illing me!"

"Life Threatening?" Dylan asked.

"So what's wrong with her?" Kristen asked.

"She is a toh-tull LLBR!"

"Que?" Claire asked.

"Lifeless Loser Beyond Repair." Alicia explained.

"She's even worse than you were Kuh-laire! And she's poorer than you Kris! No offense. And she doesn't care what people think of her! And she isn't fazed by anything! I don't think she owns any shampoo!"

"EHMAGAWD!!!" The girls gasped.


Sam clapped her hands together. "So the plan is to ruin every outfit she owns. Freddie, I don't know how you're gonna do it or why I agreed, but you have to be the heartbreaker and… ugh… go out with me. Carly, you gonna befriend her."

"Sure, Sam, but why do you want to destroy her?" Carly asked

"Because…" Sam narrowed her eyes. "She said she would make my life miserable."


The night was kind of boring after that. Massie IM'd Derrington and Sam watched Girly Cow with Carly.