A/N: Ohkay, I'm nawt sure if you guys were reading my other story… but in case you haven't noticed, I deleted it. I could see it wasn't really going anywhere, && then I got this completely fabulous idea for a story, so, you know. I trashed it. Like last years Sevens, it's gone! It was only one chapter though, so it's not like you could get uber attached or anything. J Anyways, this new, ah-mazing idea is that when Kuh-laire moves to Westchester, SHE is the immediate alpha. Massie gets pushed aside like a fart-inducing burrito, leaving her to either kiss up to Kuh-laire, or find a way to power to the top. ENJOY! Oh, && don't forget to review. These Jimmy Choos are so much more then a cute accessory… then can kick your butt. (; Btw, I SOOO do NAWT own the Clique.
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"Uhm, mom?" Massie Block lifted a tanned, summer-kissed finger and circled it in the air. She let it spin twice before it was directed and pointed at her mother, who was standing with arms crossed and brows furrowed angrily. "You are the one who told me I should honor my commitments. Who am I to throw away my spa plans with Leesh, Dyl, and Kris that we've had planned for," Massie twisted to her diamond topped bedside table, reaching for her calendar, "3 weeks?" Glaring over the top of the Vogue-style date book, Massie smirked.
"Massie, this is your father's best friend from business school. It would mean a lot for you to be here and greet them." Kendra Block leaned against her husband, William Block, and latched onto his arm. She squeezed slightly, as is cueing for him to join the conversation. Instead, William turned the page of his Daily Westchester magazine and stayed out of it. Kendra sighed.
"You do nawt understand the gravity of this situation, Mom." Massie flipped back her glossy perfect-even-though-I-just-woke-up curls and leaned forward on her luxury King bed. "If I don't go, I'll miss a fresh batch of inside jokes. And being on the outside of inside jokes," She continued with a huff, "is SO un-alpha, not to mention LBR-ish."
"Well, I'm sorry hunny, but you are going to be here." Kendra said sternly. "Don't you even want to meet Claire or Todd?"
"Who?" Massie furrowed her brows, genuinely not remembering anything about a "Claire" or a "Todd". But she was positive even if she did know who they were, she wouldn't want to see them.
"Claire and Todd." Her mother repeated, as if trying to jog her daughter's memory. "Their children? Claire is your age, she'll be going to Octavian Country Day and being living in our guesthouse for the year…"
"A year?!" Massie screeched, jolting up straight. "We've going to be housing two LBR's and their little LBR-lets for a year?"
"Massie, we've gone over this four other times. Nothing you're hearing is new!" Kendra shook her head, twisting the numerous diamond rings on her fingers. Pushing aside her precise bob, she stepped forward. "Be here at 6:30 for dinner, or you are grounded." She stomped out of the room, a still-silent William following.
"Grounded?" Massie shouted, shocked. "You haven't grounded me since I was five!"
"Because you've never acted like your were five, until now." Kendra called over her shoulder. "And this is important." With that, the billionaire couple raced out of the room, trying to have the last word and running out before Massie could start screaming.
Massie sat silently for a minute, marinating in her fury. How dare her parents cancel her plans? She ripped her lavender colored sheets off of her, and began pacing around her Olympic pool sized room. It was her very last day of summer before she went back to school, and her mother decided today was the day to control her life? Massie ran her fingers through her super soft hair, thinking. Today was meant for the Pretty Committee - the very exclusive clique she was Alpha of - to get rejuvenated and hyped for the first day or school tomorrow. They were supposed to put the final touches on their B2S outfits, and make sure every single person was a total ten. If Massie and the PC started this year off on the wrong foot, Massie shuddered, then it could be the end of their days ruling the school. Holding her breathe, Massie grimaced. The ends of their days being popular, and being Alpha.
Massie's amber eyes flickered with anger. She didn't have to meet Clover or Toju, or whatever their names were to know that they were the ultimate LBRs. She's seen pictures of Jay Lyons and his chubby wife, Judy, to know that their blood was LBR positive. Massie growled. If they tried to hang with her, they would be dead. LBRs can really trash someone's rep.
Her mind was already reeling with ways to ditch the girl, who would be invading her school. It should be easy - as simple as one humiliating prank and she'd be running all the way back to her home in Orland-dull.
"Bean?" Massie called, suddenly sounded much calmer. As her black pug came hurdling into the room, she thought about her little problem. Come awn, she's dealt with losers before. Her school was full of them! Maybe what she should concentrating on now was how to break it to her friends that she wasn't spa-ing with them. Or better, find a way for them from spa-ing, too. A devilish smile spread across Massie's flawless face.
"What do you think," The beautiful brunette turned to her puppy, who was lounging in the custom-made doggy bed Massie had gotten for her during summer break. "The manicurist has lice or they found frogs in the mud bath last week?"
Bean, her dog, yapped twice. Massie nodded and muttered, "Good choice."
Dashing across her room, she leaped onto her white velvet chaise. The bay window just behind it was decked out with all the latest electronics - including her purple crystal covered Razor. She grabbed at it, suddenly full of energy. The feeling of scheming rushed through her. Quickly, Massie pressed 1 on her speed dial. Alicia Rivera picked up on the second ring.
"Hola?" The lightly accented voice filtered through the phone, making Massie roll her eyes. Alicia had spent her summer in Spain, like she does every year. And every year she comes back speaking Spanish for weeks, then she realizes she totally American, and drops it.
"Hold on, I'm calling up Dylan." Massie said, then jabbed 2.
"Heyhey!" Dylan Marvil said into the phone.
"Just gotta get Kristen, wait a sec." Massie pushed 3.
"What's up, girly?" Kristen giggled.
"Hey Kristen, we've got Alicia and Dylan here, too." Massie said, filling everyone in.
"Heyyyy." Everyone replied.
"Ohkay, I've got some gossip that is going to score ten gossip points at least." Massie grinned deviously to herself. She waited as the girls "what"ed and "tell us"ed. Massie twirled around her room, settling into her faux fur covered computer chair, then kicked her legs up on the white desk. "You know the spa we're going to?"
"Yeah?" Everyone urged her on.
"Well guess what they found in the mud bathes last week?" Massie pressed her palm against her mouth so she wouldn't laugh.
"W-what…?"
"Frogs." Massie said loudly, pulling her ear away from the phone. Even with the phone at a distance, she could hear all the girls freaking out on the other end.
"Ewww! No way," Kristen yelped.
"That is gross x 3!" Alicia screeched, gagging.
"More like x a billion!" Dylan shouted.
"I say we bail, and all chill at my house. Say," Massie widened her eyes innocently, "6:30?"
A/N: Sooo... what'd you think? If you like it, review. I'm not going to continue unless I get some. I'm not asking for a million, but like... two or three would be nice. Thanks SO much for reading!