Welcome to New York's upper East side. Where everyone is rich, beautiful and privileged. Massie Block, Dylan Marvil, Claire Lyons and Kristen Gregory were best friends. But what happens when Alicia Rivera comes back to town and tries to steal their boyfriends and fiances. She used to be their best friend. But not anymore.
Massie Block was sitting at her balcony. She was looking down on Fifth Avenue. She was thinking about her fiance, Josh Hotz. He was the hottest boy in their social circle, she was the hottest girl. He was probably waiting for her downstairs. Massie loved him. But it always seemed like he didn't feel the same way. It seemed like he knew he could get someone better. But, Massie knew better. They were getting married soon. Their families were close. They have been best friends for generations.
"Massie, the party is about to begin," Massie's mother's voice came through the white intercom beside her bed.
"Okay Mom, I'll be right down," Massie shouted back. She wasn't even dressed yet. She slipped on DKNY gown and Jimmy Choo gladiator heels. 10. She thought. She unlocked her bedroom door and headed downstairs. Her guests were waiting for her. This was her engagement announcement party. She glided down the stairs. Everyone was waiting for her. Josh was at the top of the steps, so they could walk down together.
"Wow, Massie you look great," He said to her.
"Thanks," Massie smiled. She loved how he complimented her. He never failed to make her feel beautiful.
Everyone was clapping by the time she reached the bottom of the staircase. Massie smiled graciously. She looked at Josh. He was smiling too. They were a beautiful couple.
Massie accepted the cocktail the waitor handed her. She was only 18 but their parents allowed them to drink and do anything else they wanted. They were spoiled. She planned to only drink one, she had school tomorrow. She was accepted into NYU, as a fashion student. Her friends decided to come with her. Josh decided not to go to college. He wanted to work on his modeling career.
"Massie, when is the wedding?" Mrs. Rivera asked her.
"In two weeks," she said politely. She thought about Alicia Rivera, her daughter. Massie hated her for trying to steal her boyfriend. She heard rumors about what they did while Massie was in Aspen two years ago for Christmas Break. She didn't want to think about it, not now. This was her party and she was going to enjoy it. She looked down and noticed her cup was empty. One more won't hurt. She thought. She grabbed one more Red Wine off a passing waitors tray.
When she looked up she saw Alicia Rivera. The slut was back.
AN: What do you think so far? Reviews are needed for me to continue.