A/N: I don't own the Clique or any of the characters, except Mike and Chris. I hope you like it! R&R please!! :)
Alicia's P.O.V.
"Come on! We're going to be late!" Dylan yelled.
"We won't be late! Let me grab my sunglasses!" I yelled back.
"But it's dark outside. Why would you need sunglasses?" Claire asked confused, her brow furrowed. I rolled my eyes. Even after 4 years here in the Upper East Side she still didn't get it.
"So you can appear mysterious." Kristin explained, rolling her eyes. I looked over at her. She sure had changed over the years. Kristin was no longer the scholarship girl; she was the colossal bitch. Her father accidently discovered gold while on an archaeological dig, instantly becoming rich. Her grades were still amazingly good but her reputation as a good girl is gone. She dyed her dark brown and got a perm. She went about school, making out with random boys in the hallway, right in front of their girlfriends.
Massie strutted down the hallway and struck a pose and said, "How do I look?"
I giggled.
"We have to go down and wait for the boys. Remember? I believe your fiancée will be here." Those words did the trick. Massie was blushing like a maniac. I looked down at her finger, to the sparkling ring. Derrington had proposed to her last month and Massie was still shocked.
Dylan chuckled.
"Come on guys. Let's go meet the guys!"
"Alright, let's go!"
We ran downstairs to the lobby and Josh, Derrington, Cam and Mike. I ran to Josh and hugged him.
"Whoa! A little excited, I guess?" Josh laughed.
"Yeah. I guess." I smiled.
"We'll be late to the party! Let's go!" Kristin sighed. She's so controlling I thought.
"My car! We are taking my car!!" Massie suddenly screamed. I smiled. After getting out of OCD, Massie had loosened up a bit.
Massie and I had a race to her car. She won, of course!
"Let's tell jokes in the car!" Claire said.
"Great idea Claire!" I encouraged.
She beamed. We had just gotten into Massie's gigantic mansion of a car when the boys all starting tickling us.
"No! Stop! Please!" I laughed, my sides breaking. I looked over at Josh. He was laughing at me, probably because I was laughing so hard.
God, he's so beautiful I thought.
"Yeah! Please!" Claire giggled, her eyes watering.
" Boys, stop! I need to drive! Hold on, let me get my lipgloss…" Massie said, bending down.
"Watch out!" Kristin screamed.
A SUV was headed start towards us with a sleeping driver. Massie didn't make it in time to the wheel and the truck crashed into us. We swerved crazily; Josh looked at me and said my name before I blacked out…
Massie's P.O.V.
"Mom? Mom, is that you? Why am I in the hospital?" I asked dazed.
"Honey," She looked at me sadly, "you were in a car crash. A SUV rammed into your car."
"How is everyone?" I asked nervously, knowing it would be my fault if anyone was hurt.
"Well, do you want the good news or bad news first?"
"Bad." I said, preparing myself for the worst.
"I don't know how to tell you this…Well, someone died." She looked at my reaction.
I couldn't breath. I couldn't. Knowing that I caused the death of one of my friends was unbearable. Who? Who? Why did this happen? I thought.
"Who?"
"Your… honey, your fiancée."