DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Clique. I got inspiration to restart a story like this from someone elses fanfiction, but it's not the same. I had a story on here almost a year and a half ago under my old name that followed their little sisters and it was basically going to be the same plot, but I never finished it 'cause I lost the password to the account. I was basically going to start fresh on this account and forget I ever had a different account but, I guess I should say that now. I also had a story about the sons/daughters of the It Girl (the gossip girl spin off). I had like, five other stories actually. But yeah, just thought you should know. If you want proof you can always review it and I'll post the info on the old stuff. So, technically I'm not copying off anyones ideas. A/N:
ps, some content will be a little bit mature.
HARPER FISHER: Daughter of Massie and Cam, head of her own Clique, thankyouverymuch. With her violet eyes and dark brown hair, she can capture the attention of any guy. Or girl, for that matter. And what she wants, she gets. Well, almost. It's a shame this beauties heart isn't as big as her closet...
RYAN HOTZ: Son of Josh and Claire, and the hottest boy at BOCD. He has his eye on a certain girl, and he can get anyone he wants. Almost anyone that is. He's had an on and off relationship with Harper for a year now, but things just don't click between them. To bad she doesn't get the hint that things are o-v-e-r.
MARISSA HOTZ: Twin sister of Ryan, but a total outsider. Being the total opposite of her brother, she's never really been in with the in crowd. She's livin' in the shadow of Ryan, until Harper suddenly befriends her. But what's the catch?
RACHEL HARRINGTON: Daughter of the most random couple ever, Dylan and Derrick. She really doesn't have many friends except...oh right, nobody besides Marissa. She goes to school does her work and leaves. But what happens when she finds herself in a 'love' triangle with her moms best friends kids?
NIKKELLE (PRONOUNCED NICOLE) JACKSON: Alicia's daughter, and Harper's second in command. She knows she's got it and she tuh-otally flaunts it. It's to bad her clothing gets her in trouble--nawt to mention her attitude. This girl is so nawt innocent. And she'll do whatever to get on top.
ROBBIE GREGORY: The older Gregory brother, and a total HART. Has been dating Nikkelle since practically kindergarten, but what happens when his eyes start to wander to a certain outsider? This certainly won't go well. Can you say drama?
JOEY GREGORY: BOCD's resident trouble maker...what kind of trouble will this blonde haired blue eyed hottie stir up this year? And would this trouble involve the girl version of him, Nikkelle?
MIA GREGORY: Back from mysteriously getting kicked out of her French boarding school. The former 'It' girl of BOCD, before a certain violet eyed bitch stole her crown.
FISHER ESTATE
AUGUST 30TH 11:40 P.M
END OF SUMMER PARTY
Keep your body moving, girl
The beat is thumpin'
Go ahead and let them talk
Their words mean nothing
I know you're scared
But don't leave this place
Just turn around
And let me see your face
And now you're crying
And you hold me
And you whisper in my ear
"You made it!" Harper Fisher yelled over the music in her house. It was one of the last days of summer, and as Alpha of her school it was, like, her duty to throw one of the last parties of the summer. And this was one of her last summers as a high school student. She flipped her dark brown curls over her shoulder and smiled at the boy in front of her.
His perfectly done brown hair, and eyes the color of the ocean made her throat go dry for a minute before she kissed him on the cheek. "I feel like I haven't seen you in forever." She whispered into his ear before saying, "I have a surprise for after."
"Sweet deal," Her boyfriend, Ryan Hotz said, glancing around at the familiar faces of his high school classmates. "Whoa, looks like you invited the whole school." He now had a teasing smile across his face.
Harper turned red before replying, "Dad made me invite the entire junior class." Looking embarrassed, she smiled and ran her fingers through his hair. It was so soft, it felt silky in between her perfectly manicured fingers. "And of course, nobody turns down an invitation to one of my parties." She winked.
"Great party!" A total b-list boy hollered to Harper, and blowing her a kiss.
"Ew." She wrinkled her nose at the boy, and returned her attention to Ryan. "Sorry."
"It's fine." He shrugged looking a bit bored. "You look good tonight."
Harper allowed herself to blush at the compliment, and couldn't help but wonder why he was acting so distant tonight. He better not act like this all night, especially with the surprise she had planned for the two of them. "Do I, really?" She asked, even though she knew she looked on the verge of perfect. Wearing a pair of dark wash True Religion jeans and a Nate Print top by Lauren Conrad. To top the look, she added a few long gold chains as necklaces and curled her already wavy hair.
"You always look good." He grabbed her and pulled her towards him, kissing her lightly on the neck.
She could've melted right then and there if her best friend hadn't interrupted the moment. Breaking the spell.
"You will nawt believe what I heard!" Nikkelle Jackson said loudly over the music. "It's worth like, three hundred Gossip points." She pushed Ryan out of the way gently, getting to the side of her best friend. "Hey, Ry." She purred, as if noticing him for the first time.
Harper shot an apology glance at Ryan, before turning her attention to Nikkelle. "What?" She grumbled, not really interested.
"Ooh, with an attitude like that..." Nikkelle teased, tossing her glossy hair over her dark skin. "You sound like me."
"Just tell me!" Harper whinned, before noticing Ryan had walked away and was talking to some guys from the Football team. Ugh, it was like him to just up and leave. Jerk!
"Okay," Nikkelle said, looking around the party before saying, "You may want to sit down for this one." She smiled gently, an unusual thing for her. She waited for Harper to sit down before saying, "Mia's back."
I lost myself at your show last night
Looking at the sparkling eyes
In the middle of a fresher crowd
You keep living like you're a movie star
But tell me who you really are
When the lights go down
Baby your a glitter doll
On the radio
I dissolve
In the stereo
You've got me
You've got me coming back for more
"I look stupid," Rachel Harrington exclaimed to her friend, Marissa Hotz. She'd allowed Marissa to give her a makeover for Harper Fishers party, and here on the doorstep to the party she was already regretting it. She felt like she was wearing hardy any clothes in the pale pink Haute Hippie mini tank dress she was in.
"No, you don't." Marissa reassured her friend before reapplying some Victoria's Secret Carriberry lipgloss. "You look great."
"Remind me, why are we here?" Rachel asked, glancing around the party. Most of their class was already here, but she felt like she didn't fit in with any of them. She was still barely getting comfortable with Marissa, and they'd been friends for like, ever.
Marissa rolled her eyes as if saying 'duh', "Because...our mothers made us. We need to socialize more."
"Right." Rachel said with a sigh, "I would much rather be at home reading." She really wished she would've pretended to be sick and stayed home and read the latest Private novel.
"You would, wouldn't you?" Marissa chuckled, before spotting her twin brother. He was surrounded by girls, as usual. She waved him over, "Hey Ryan!"
"Fancy meeting you here, sis." He said, tipping his imaginary hat. "And who's this lovely creature beside you?"
"Uh, it's Rachel." Marissa said, tapping his head. "You know, the girl we've grown up with."
"That you chose to ignore." Rachel mummbled to herself, pushing a piece of red hair behind her ears.
"Sorry," He apologized. "I, um, didn't...recognize you..."
"It's fine." Rachel said softly, begging for her eyes not to leak.
"I'm going to go get something to drink." Marissa said, looking at her brother and friend and smiling. "Be back soon."
"For sure." Ryan replied, smiling at Marissa before looking at Rachel again. How had he not noticed her before tonight? She was gorgeous. "So how are you?"
Rachel shrugged, "Fine I guess."
"I really am sorry," Ryan said, smiling at her showing his bright teeth off and shaking his head. "I just, didn't expect to see you here...I, uh, nevermind."
"Whatever," Rachel smiled shyly, "It's fine." She giggled, looking at him. He looked a bit flustered. She'd never had this kind of effect on this guy, let alone a guy named Ryan Hotz. "So, have you got your schedule yet?"
"Yeah," He said, looking down at the floor. "But I kind of lost it." He laughed and looked her square in the eyes. "Hopefully we'll have a class together. I'd like to get to know you better."
Rachel could feel the heat on her face, and was just about ready to say something when Harper Fisher came up to Ryan.
"Surprise time," She giggled as if she'd been drinking and grabbed his hand, begining to drag him away.
"Sorry," Ryan said as he was walking away with his girlfriend. "I'll see you around?"
Rachel nodded before glancing around the room. Where was Marissa anyways?
"Where are we going?" Ryan asked his girlfriend, who was staggering to her bedroom. Had she been drinking?
"I told you," Harper brought his face towards hers, giving him a kiss. "I have a surprise for you."
"And what is this surprise?" He asked, running his hands through her hair and bringing her closer to him.
"I think you know," Harper whispered, pulling him towards her and kissing him hard on the mouth. After a few minutes this kiss began to deepen, and she pushed him onto the bed and sat on top of him.
"Harp..." He whispered before she kissed him again, shutting him up. "This...isn't..."
"Isn't what?" Harper asked, suddenly insulted. "I told you I had a surprise for you, and this is it. I'm ready. Really ready this time. I want to, I want us." She kissed his neck, causing him to groan.
"This isn't the right time." He said gently, sitting up a little bit. And kissing her softly on the hand.
"What?" She snapped, sliding off her bed and onto the floor.
He smiled at her, and laughed a little bit at the sit of her falling to the floor. "Well for one you're clearly drunk."
"I'm...so...nawt!" She giggled a bit, before stumbling to her feet. And sliding off her shirt.
He rolled his eyes and got up to walk towards her. It looked like tonight would be spent taking care of his drunken girlfriend. How fun.
