Disclaimer: I do not own the Clique, Lisi Harrison does… (the usual)
Okay… I couldn't think of a title and this is Claire talking/narrating… Italics means it's Massie talking. Bolded means it's Todd.
I had this random idea in my head and I had to write it down. And I'm sharing it with you. Random huh?
I know Claire would not act like this in the Clique.
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*Claire is lounging in a chair in her room. She then turns around to face the audience*
Why hello there. I have a story to share with you. It's about my friend… Dear old Massie Block.
*Massie enters the room*
Um Kuh-Laire? What are you doing? And why is there an audience in your room?
Why Massie, my dear friend, our audience today is learning about your mishap…
Mishap? You mean-
Well… Massie, since you can't perfect this old time way of speaking, I shall illustrate what has happened exactly…
*Massie stares at Claire. Claire grabs a remote, presses a button and everything becomes black and white. Massie stares at Claire again*
So, on a gloomy, grey morning, I was sitting in the headquarters-
Your room
Yes, that, and heard a knock on the door.
I didn't knock! I just went in!
You know you're making yourself sound very rude. Anyhow, I spun my chair around and called,
"Come in Blockson!"
Blockson? Aw-nestly?
It had to sound like Watson.
Kuh-laire, wow… We are not in a black and white detective movie!
Blockson, Blockson, naïve little Blockson.
I'm older than you and I'm not the naïve one.
Continuing, my colleague Blockson-
You know, just use Block, or better yet, Massie!
Just let me get on with the story! Anyhow… My colleague-
I'm not your colleague! That sounds so… old…
Dear, dear, Block. So much to learn. My dear friend Block had come bursting in, she had a look of worry upon her face.
No… I had a look of anger. Ugh! Why am I talking like you?
"What is Block?" I had asked, laying my feet on the table. She didn't say a word. And then she told me her favourite jewels had gone missing.
Hey people, why don't I tell you what really happened?
So what really happened, Block, as you say you can give a better overview.
Yes I can. So, I shoved open Kuh-laire's door. She was eating some gummy worms and it was so guh-ross since her feet were up with old socks. I wouldn't be surprised if they were stinky.
*Claire blushes*
Anyways, I was furious because someone had taken my charm bracelet. And kuh-learly it was Kuh-laire because I had lent it to her to draw since she needed a material subject for an art project.
Well, folks, I knew I was innocent.
Of course she denied it… I mean, who would admit.
Yeah, so you totally ruined my room.
*Todd enters room*
Massie, you'll have to give me something since I know who took your charm bracelet…
Uh, Todd, that was like, a week ago. There's no way I'm kissing you again.
Again?! Massie?!
Sure, whatever, Skye kissed him. It was a trick. He said he had a package from… Well, no matter.
MASSIE…
Chill, it's not like I wanted to kiss the weasel.
I'm still here.
Shut up Todd.
What are you doing Claire?
I'd rather you didn't stick around.
I won't go.
Well, I might.
You know what Todd, bye!
You can't make me!
You're such a pest sometimes!
Now you realize.
*Claire rolls her eyes and pushes Todd out of her room and slams the door shut*
As I was saying before rudely being interrupted by a certain miscreant-
Todd Loser Lyons
My friend had entered my room with an anxious look upon her face. I didn't spin my chair to face her, but I could feel it in the air.
*Pause*
You're not going to interrupt me and give a snappy comeback?
It's not worth it. You are too lame
*Claire sighs*
So, I asked her, "What is wrong Blockson?"
She sniffed and then cried, "Oh Claire-lock!"
Okay, this silence it just… Not working out for me. Claire-lock?! I would so never say something like that. And I don't sniffle.
Sniffle?
Well, I sniff all the time. To sniff my Chanel (I forgot what she used) and other ah-mazing things.
Right Massie… Anyhow…
This'll take a while people.
*Half an hour later*
So I asked her "Blockson, what do you see here?"
Ach! I can't take this Kuh-laire!
Yeah… I guess it was a little inaccurate.
Inaccurate?!
Meh…
Okay, guys, this is what REALLY HAPPENED. So, I was barging into- Wait this black and white stuff. Aw-nestly Kuh-laire I don't be-lieve you!
It added a complete Sherlock Holmes effect.
Yeah and how do I stop it?
I won't tell you! You'll take it away forever!
*Claire slowly pushes the remote behind her*
Yeah, that's definitely going to work Claire.
It might.
*Massie rolls her eyes and reaches for it. Claire pulls it away. Massie grabs and they have a tug of war. Massie then digs her nails into Claire's skin*
OW!
These nails aren't perfectly filed for nothing!
I hate you!
*Massie digs in deeper and Claire drops the remote. Massie picks it up and turns off the black and white colours. It all becomes normal*
That cost me five bucks.
A total waste of money.
It was so cool while it lasted.
It was lame. Like your friend Layne.
Layne is not lame. Wow, I get it now.
Yeah, I guess she's not dull. She's too… Ick.
Ha! While you were complaining about Layne, I stole back the remote!
Kuh-laire!
*The colours turn back to black and white*
So, I know my friend Blockson was quite rude, but continuing with the mystery of the missing jewels…
It was a charm bracelet!
*Claire imitating Massie* It was a charm bracelet.
I do nawt sound like that!
I do nawt sound like that.
Kuh-laire!
Kuh-laire!
*Massie opens her mouth to speak, but then closes it*
Fine, continue with your 'mystery'…
Fine, continue with your- Oh, sure. So folks, Blockson could not exactly see what I was pointing out. But what I had noticed was that the dust on the table-
What table?! That's it Claire. We are nawt in a black and white detective movie. You are nawt Sherlock Holmes. I am nawt Buh-lockson. Gimme that!
*Massie steals the remote and slams her finger on the button. The room changes back to colour*
What really happened was that you drew my charm bracelet, you lost it. We found it in your closet and then I was mad at you. No mystery!
Yeah, but it makes it sound dramatic and cool, doesn't it?
No! You don't get cool. Okay, it's not like that!
Well, to me it was awesome. Why don't we ask Kristen?
Not even Kristen would like things that old fashioned!
You know, I should never have let you commentate.
You should have never let me in your room if that was what you were doing!
I didn't want you to interrupt.
I bet the audience would have fallen asleep if I hadn't joined in.
I doubt it!
I don't. Later Kuh-laire.
*Massie storms out. Claire watches her slam the door*
Well, that's that.
*Cricket in audience*
Well, that's all, folks!
Wow… That was weird…
And here's my friend hacking my story.
She wants to keep her name a secret. But it starts with an A. Isn't that awesome? Ha! Awesome also starts with an A.
So, what do you think of my story?
It sucked.
Oh you're nice.
JK! It was random
Yeah, I agree.
You people should review!
That would make me very happy!
I don't care about your happiness; it just makes us seem cooler if you have a lot of reviews.
Oh thanks, well, I don't care about my coolness, well actually I do, but whatever, just review and check out my other story!
And review it so she can start her other other story.
Yep, my goal is 12 reviews to start 'See the World'
Lame name.
How are you my friend?
Because you love me!
-Jenn
-Friend who's name starts with an A