Meet the Mini Pretties

by cerulean cascades

This is about the daughters of the Pretty Committee and their clique, the Mini Pretties. But what happens when beautiful smart California girl Jade Wong comes to OCD? Will Catherine Harrington-Block and her Mini Pretties remain on top, or will they become LBRs? Things get messy when Jade gets a crush on Cathy's boyfriend, Hayden and tries to steal the Mini Pretties. Find out now!

1. Chapter 1: Hello To You Too

Meet the Mini Pretties

Chapter 1: Hello to You Too

Heyyyy there! This is starzzthatfly again. I'm starting a new fanfic based on the second generation of the Clique. Enjoy!

Harrington-Block Estate

Saturday, August 26, 2012

9: 17 PM

"But, Mom! I cannot miss this shopping trip! Why do I have to be here because some your friend from the modeling company is moving to Westchester?!" Catherine complained. Her mother, Massie Block, glared at her. "Catherine Samantha Harrington-Block. I have told you already, you will not be missing the shopping trip, you'll just be a bit late. After all, an hour isn't a ton of time." Catherine's dad, Derrick passed her enormous royal purple and white room. "Uh-oh, looks like someone's getting mad!" He teased. "Haha, NOT FUNNY DADDY!" Catherine screamed after her father. "Catherine, are you a diaper?" Massie asked her. Catherine groaned. "Not these jokes again, Mom!" "Then why are you so pissed?" Massie finished. Catherine rolled her eyes when she heard her Dad's unmistakable laughter outside the door. "But, Mom! A whole entire hour of shopping will be missed out on! And my friends need me to pick them up!" Catherine whined. The gold flecks in Catherine's light brown eyes flashed as she argued with her mother. "Catherine Samantha Harrington-Block," Massie continued with her lecture. Catherine rolled her eyes. When her mother used the "middle name", she meant business. "If you do not decide to cooperate, your father and I will take away your credit until high school. Derrick popped his head through the doorway. "Wow, Massie, if Cathy's anything like you, which she is, she'd die if her credit card was disabled." Derrick joked. Massie whipped her head around to glare at her husband. "Okay, okay, I'll keep out of this precious mother-daughter bonding time." Derrick backed out of the room.

Massie rolled her amber eyes and face her daughter. "Final decision. Are you in or out?" Massie asked calmly. "Ugh, fine, I'm in." Catherine grumbled. Massie half-smiled and stroked her eldest daughter's long chestnut hair. "Don't worry, sweetie. BCBG won't out of business that fast." Massie turned on the heel of her black-and-gold BCBG wedges and walked out the door. "Ughh!" Catherine groaned and IM'd her best friends.

don'tmesswiththedress: Jennie, I'll have 2 be late for our shopping trip cuz I have to stay and meet my mom's model friend's family.

jennie_xoxogirl: K. What time will u be picking us up?

don'tmesswiththedress: 1 hr. l8r.

jennie_xoxogirl: K. C ya 2morrow.

don'tmesswiththedress: K. Bye.

Catherine sighed and clicked on Alexandria's username. She was finally online, for once.

don'tmesswiththedress: Alex, I'll be picking u guys up 1 hr. l8r cuz my mom's model friend's family is moving here.

beautifulnomatterwhat: Oh. That sucks, c ya 2morrow then.

Catherine searched her contacts tab for Kaitlyn and Cameron's usernames. Nope. They weren't online. Catherine grabbed her iPhone and pressed 1, 2, 3, and 4 on her speed-dials. After a few rings, the girls picked up.

"Hey Cathy." Kaitlyn Fisher said.

"Hi, Cathy!" Cameron Marvil-Plovert greeted.

"Hola chica." Catherine rolled her eyes. That had to be Alexandria Hotz. Her mother was half-Spanish, and according to her mom, that was Alicia's favorite greeting.

"Heyyy." Jennifer Gregory-Solomon said.

"Girls, my mom's forcing me to stay and me her model friend's family. She said she would disable my Visa until high school!" Catherine complained.

"Ehmagawd!" The Mini Pretties gasped.

"I know right, but either way, I'll be an hour late. Ugh, gotta go now. See ya tomorrow." Catherine said into her slim white iPhone.

"Kay!" the Mini Pretties chorused.

Catherine tapped quickly on her iPhone, entering that day's State of the Union. Her mom was the one who taught her that. Catherine groaned. Tomorrow, was going to be the longest day of her life.

State of the Union

IN OUT

Moms Dads

Prada BCBG

Old friends New girl

Fisher Estate

Saturday, August 26, 2012

9:21 PM

Kaitlyn Serena Fisher glanced at clock. "Kaaatieee!" Her little sister Breeana Serafina Fisher came bounding into the room. "Katie! Time to read me my story!" Breeana giggled excitedly. Katie groaned. Every single day at around 9:20 PM, Bree would come running to her to ask her to read a story out of the big book of fairytales. "Mooommm!" Katie shouted. Claire Lyons, now Fisher, walked into the room. "Yes, Katie?" Claire's long white-blond hair framed her thin face. Light blue eyes twinkled with amusement. "Mom, Bree makes me read her a story ever night! It's so ah-nnoying! Can you or Dad read to her?" Claire shook her head sympathetically. "I remember your Uncle Todd used to be exactly like Bree." Claire laughed. Katie blinked, surprised. "Really? Uncle Todd?" Katie asked in disbelief. Katie somehow couldn't picture her mother, Claire Lyons, famous actress, reading bedtime stories to her uncle, who was an Olympic swimmer. Katie laughed. "Fine, I'll read to you. But just this one last time." She said, mussing Bree's light brown pigtails. "Yayy!" Bree's bright green eyes sparkled with joy. 'Oh, great. What did I get myself into?' Katie thought as she led Bree to her pink and white decorated room.

Hotz Estate

Saturday, August 26, 2012

9:25

Alexandria Isabella Maria Hotz slipped on her pointe shoes and lifted her toned leg into a graceful arabesque in front to the mirrored wall in the dance studio. She put her glossy raven-black hair into a neat bun and pressed the play button on her CD-player. The notes from Tchaikosky's Swan Lake ballet floated into the air. In the master bedroom, Alicia noticed light coming from the dance studio. "Hmm…Swan Lake." Alicia murmured as she heard music playing. Josh came up behind her. He slid his hands around her waist. "She should be asleep by now. Maybe building a dance studio on the estate was a mistake. At least then she'd be getting some sleep." Josh joked. Alicia smiled softly. "I'll go get her." Alicia slid on a pair of chunky orange Prada sandals. Her eldest daughter had inherited her love of dance. Alicia was proud, but she was worried that Alexandria would become too obsessed. Alicia stood in the doorway of the dance studio, watching her daughter dance. Alexandria completed a triple-pirouette easily and gracefully landed a grand jete. Alicia knocked softly on the French doors. Alexia looked up from her plie and saw her mother standing in the doorway. "I know, I know, I should be in bed." Alexandria sighed. "Yes, and, try a quadruple-pirouette instead of triple. You finished a triple with such ease, it was beautiful. But you have enough power to finish another revolution. Why not do one more and amaze people?" Alicia suggested.

As Alexandria stood by the barre, Alicia tied her pointe shoes and easily completed a flawless quadruple-pirouette. "Now you try." Alicia motioned to her daughter. Alexandria stood up, and hesitantly pushed into her turn. But she didn't have enough power, and only did a double. "You are just hesitant. Push as if you are doing a triple, but hold it longer. And don't forget to spot!" Alicia said. Alexandria nodded, and pushed hard. She held her foot to her knee for just one second longer, and then came out of her turn. Alexandria looked at her mother. Alicia nodded. "Very good. And also, you are doing a developpe on your jete, and it is weighing you down. You will be able to jump much higher without the developpe." Alicia noted. Alicia pressed the play button on the CD-player and showed Alexandria the whole Swan Lake routine with more advanced moves. "Alexandria Isabella Maria Hotz. You are extremely talented. I want you to use that talent to its full potential." Alexandria nodded. "Time to go to bed. You can practice after you come back from the mall with Catherine and the others." Alicia said, checking her Coach Whitney watch.

Gregory-Solomon Estate

Saturday, August 26, 2012

9: 32

Jennifer Gregory-Solomon was busy in the gym on her estate, logging miles on the treadmill. She was determined to get into pro-shape for soccer season. Kristen Gregory walked in, wearing navy blue Juicy sweats and running shoes. "Jennie. Are you supposed to be in bed by now?" Kristen sighed. "Mom! I have to get in shape before school starts! Coach is counting on me!" Jennie complained. Jennie turned off the treadmill and logged her miles into her iPhone. "Sweetie, I know, but because your father is on an eco-research tour, I'm very busy." Kristen explained. Jennie listened patiently, stretching her hamstrings. Tiny blue-and-yellow Puma short-shorts showed of her defined calves. "Fine, but only 30 more minutes, and you better be in bed. Lilliana is already asleep, so make sure to be quiet. "Lily is already asleep? Wow." Jennie said. "Kay, I promise, Mom. I'll be right up." Jennie turned to her vibrating phone as Kristen walked out the door. With a few taps, she opened Cameron's latest text.

Cammie: Hey, what's up? My mom is still on the phone talking with the director about the next day's Daily Grind segment. My dad is watching a soccer game on the couch. I'm so bored.

Jennie: I'm just logging some miles on the treadmill before I go to sleep.

Cammie: Beats what I'm doing. Gotta go help Juli with sorting her wardrobe.

Jennie: Haha, have fun. Nite.

Cammie: Yeah, nite. C ya 2morrow.

Jennie stepped out of her Nikes and slid her pedicured-feet into a pair of Prada flip-flops. When she got to her room, she could her little sister Lily's snores. Jennie resisted the urge to record her sister's snores so she could show Lily what she sounded like. Jennie slid under her grass green duvet and closed her sea-green eyes.

Marvil-Plovert Estate

Saturday, August 26, 2012

9:39

"Mom! Can I-" Cameron Marvil-Plovert was cut off when Dylan Marvil held up a finger and glared at her with piercing green eyes, just like her own. Cammie rolled her eyes and stalked out to the enormous living area, where Chris Plovert was busy watching a soccer game and chomping down on fat-free organic popcorn, because her mom was into being healthy. "Dad, did you TiVo the show I asked to record?" Chris looked up, and smiled. "Cammie! What show were you telling me about?" "Nevermind." Cammie grumbled. She plopped down on the soft buttery tan couch and grabbed a handful of popcorn out of the bag her dad was holding. "Mom is so busy now, she barely has time to talk to me, much less listen." Cammie complained. Chris grinned. "Yes, I know, honey, but once the segment is aired, she'll come out of busybody mode and return to relaxed-mom mode." "I hope so. I might as well go help Juli label her wardrobe." "Oh, and tell Julianna that she is not getting three-inch heels." Chris called over his shoulder. Cammie rolled her eyes. She stormed up to her little sister's room and flung open the door. "Juli! Dad says you can't have three-inch heels!" Cammie called. "WHAT?" Julianna shrieked. "Liar!" She flung a pair of Frankie B. jeans towards Cammie.

"Nope! Pinky-swear!" Cammie extended her manicured baby finger. Eyeing her big sister suspiciously, Julianna wrapped her pinky around Cammie's and shook. "Dad told me, "Cammie, tell Julianna that she is not getting three-inch heels!" See, go ask him if you don't believe me." Cammie gloated. Julianna rolled her aqua eyes and stomped back into her huge closet. "Gawd, your closet is so messy, it looks like the Bloomingdale's dressing room after a 3-day sale!" Cammie smirked. Julianna glared at Cammie and lifted the jeans again. Cammie raised her arms in surrender and Julianna hung the jeans in a section of Jeans Section that was labeled Frankie B. Jeans. "Wow. OCD much." Cammie muttered under her breath as she left her little sister's room. Cammie had never felt so…alone. Cammie flopped on her light green duvet on her four-poster bed in her white-and-green room. Beep!

It was an IM from Katie.

katiekrackers: Ugh, Bree is so ah-nnoying. She makes me read to her every night! Mom and Dad don't have time to.

cammiecam: That sucks, but at least Bree doesn't make you help her organize her wardrobe and fling jeans in your face.

katiekrackers: LOL. C ya 2morrow then.

cammiecam: Kay, c ya.

Cammie sighed. At least tomorrow she'd be reunited with the Mini Pretties. The Mini Pretties were the most popular clique at OCD, Octavian Country Day. Their mothers, Massie Block, Claire Lyons, Alicia Rivera, Dylan Marvil, and Kristen Gregory made up OCD's legendary Pretty Committee. So when Cathy, Jennie, Cammie, Katie, and Alex decided to form a clique to dominate OCD, the called it the Mini Pretties, because they were basically the mini Pretty Committee, literally. After an ah-nnoyingly boring summer spent on Hawaii, Cammie was more than ready to go back to school with the Mini Pretties. School started in two days, and tomorrow they were going on a back-to-school shopping spree. Finally. SOB (Summer of Boredom was coming to an end, at least for Cammie.

Harrington-Block Estate

Sunday, August 27, 2012

7:30 AM

Catherine stood in her enormous walk-in closet. Hmm… Today's outfit had to tell the new girl that she was in charge, and she was just another LBR who should admire her from afar, even if her mom was a supermodel. Catherine chose a beige eyelet dress, which she paired with flattering dark True Religions. She curled her hair with a little flip, just the way her Massie showed her. Carefully, Catherine selected big gold hoop earrings to match her and her mom's signature gold Tiffany's charm bracelets. Massie's bracelet had a shoe, a horseshoe, a silver microphone, a crown encrusted with Swarovski diamonds, a mini Eiffel Tower, and a dollar sign. Catherine's charms included a gold C, a crown, a mini horse, and a gold heart with Catherine engraved on it. Catherine looped several glittering gold necklaces around her neck and pulled a shrunken black blazer over it and stepped into red patent leather Kors flats. "9.6." She rated herself. Catherine glossed her full pink lips with Vanilla Bliss Glossip Girl. Vanilla, her little black-and-white pug, hopped into her arms. "Come on Vanilla, time to kick some alpha butt."

Harrington-Block Estate

Sunday, August 27, 2012

8:07 AM

Jade Analise Wong daintily stepped out of the sleek black limo. She tossed her grown-out bangs past her gold glitter dusted cheekbones. Jade looked around the estate with intense dark brown eyes. "This is where your colleague, Massie Block lives?" Jade asked. "Yes, and they have two daughters, one is your age, and one is Kristal's age. Make some new friends." Jade's mother, Clarissa Lin, famous supermodel and fashion designer. Jade rolled her eyes. Her father, Peter Wong, famous scientist, glared at her. Jade simply shrugged and gathered her long glossy raven hair in a loose side-ponytail and let it fall. "Ugh, it's so cold up here. And I miss Darren and the Hotties. Her 9-year old little sister, Kristal Lark Wong looked at her quizzically. "Jade, why don't you like it here? I like it. It's just different from Los Angeles and Malibu. You know, you could actually make some real-" Kristal piped. Jade silenced her with a piercing glare. This was going to suck. Jade could already tell.

Harrington-Block Estate

Sunday, August 27, 2012

8: 10

"Gracie! They're here!" Derrick called from the foyer. "NO! I don't want to meet a new friend!" Catherine's nine-year-old little sister screamed. "Gracelyn Kendra Harrington-Block. Get down here now!" Massie shouted. Catherine rolled her eyes. The "middle name" again. Gracie stomped down the stairs in her espresso-colored Marc Jacobs flats. "Hmph!" Gracie ignored her mother. Gracie had long blond hair just like Derrick, but had Massie's fierce amber eyes. "Clarissa! You're daughters are so ah-dorable!" Catherine rolled her eyes. Their daughters were probably losers who didn't know Betsey Johnson from Chanel. Catherine froze on the stairs when she saw their eldest daughter. A petite, slim Asian girl walked into the foyer in two-inch Jimmy Choos. She had long luscious raven-black locks that tumbled down to her waist that were pin-straight. Not flat, just super straight. She had long grown-out side bangs which she kept tossing past her high gold-dusted cheekbones. She had clear flawless skin, full pink lips, and intense dark-brown eyes. She looked gorgeous. And she looked alpha.

"Catherine!" Massie called. Catherine checked for flyaway hairs and reglossed with Vanilla Bliss. Then she confidently sauntered down the stairs. "Heyyy there, I'm Catherine Samantha Harrington-Block. Cathy for short. Nice to meet you. And you are?" Catherine introduced herself politely. "Nice to meet you too. By the way, I'm Jade Analise Wong. And I have no nicknames, and puh-lease try not to call me Jay-Jay. My little sister already ah-nnoys me e-nuff." Jade said. Catherine smiled as she shook Jade's manicured hand. So, a kindred spirit. This was getting interesting. "This is my ah-nnoying, bratty little sister Gracelyn Kendra Harrington-Block. She hates it if you call her Gracelyn, so just stick with Gracie." Catherine said, dragging Gracie to the mix. Massie shook her head but kept talking to Clarissa. "Kristal! Get your butt over here!" Jade called. A timid little girl who was the spitting image of Jade peeked out from behind her. "Cathy, Gracie, this is my little sister Kristal Lark Wong. Her middle name is Lark because she sings as shrill as a lark." Jade introduced. Gracie perked up and grabbed Kristal's hand. "Hi! I'm Gracie! You wanna play with me?" Before Kristal could respond, Jade pushed her little sister over to Gracie. Kristal glared at Jade while Jade snickered into her delicate palm.

"Catherine, you can show Jade around and then come down to the dining room for brunch before the Wongs leave." Massie commanded. "Yes, Mother." Catherine snipped sarcastically with an eye-roll. Jade snickered. "Here, I'll show you my room and Gracie's room." Catherine explained. "Kay. Just as long as we get ah-way from the mothers." Jade agreed. "Ah-greed." "Here's my room." Catherine led Jade to her royal purple and white room. "Woah. Neat décor." Jade commented as she sat on the white satin chaise with violet cushions on it. "Sweet view, too." Jade said, pointing to the ceiling-to-floor window. Catherine nodded. "So Jade, where do you come from?" Catherine asked casually. "I'm from Los Angeles, and I used to live in Malibu before that." Jade stroked Vanilla softly. "Nice mannequin. My sister would kill to get that." Jade remarked, gesturing towards the Catherine-sized mannequin. Catherine smiled. Catherine thought Jade was just a very pretty beta who would do nicely with the Mini Pretties. She would soon find out that she was very wrong.