Okay so, for Christmas this year I wanted to do something special. And voila! This came to mind. Now I will be updating this more often than my other stories. Enjoy the Holidays!

Summary: "Christmas is supposed to be a chance for your one wish right? Sometimes it's just like those kids at the hospital - you don't get your wish no matter how hard you want to." A Massington Holiday Story.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Clique or anything in the book series, it all belongs to Lisi Harrison. All outfits listed in chapter belong to their respective designers - in other words their not mine. Shame.

Posted: December 1, 2010

Westchester, NY

Block Estate

November 28, 2010

7:58 p.m.

This was awkward. Correction, this was very awkward.

Imagine being friends with three separate people for most your life. Now imagine some poor, parasite, of a girl comes to live with you.

Then said parasite proceeds to attempt to take friends, this plan fails. After a year or two of constant attempts, parasite takes away friends with lies, and causes your whole school to shun you.

For the icing on the cake, you now are sitting at a table with aforementioned friends.

That's how it was on this cold November night sitting across from my used to friends, that were pathetically ripped away by one Claire Lyons.

Alicia Rivera in a class of her own sat surprising slouched in her chair. Her almond colored eyes widened as she nodded her head in my direction, black locks flying to the left. Dylan Marvil sat directly across from Alicia, eyes green as ever and each red curl styled to perfection. She glared at me, hating me the most for something I had never done - blind faith in Claire.

Kristen Gregory to her right shifted her seat, clearly uncomfortable. Out of them all Kristen seemed the most hesitant - not meaning she trusted Massie the most, just wary of Claire.

This dinner wasn't awkward for just me, they felt it too. I hated Kendra for setting this up, I hated how they weren't my friends, and I especially hated how Claire Lyons sat end of the table looking like she was queen of the world.

The urge to stab her with my shiny, high carbon stainless steel, gold encrusted, knife was growing each second that passed by in her presence.

"Now, your all done! I realize that you all have been very busy as of late, so this dinner will only last a second longer!" Kendra was a born entertainer and loved to pull out all the stops when there were visitors. There really was no surprise when she pulled this stunt, only slight embarrassment.

She stood up and gestured for us to do the same. We followed her out onto the kitchen balcony. The balcony itself was practically a work of art, the whole thing wooden, with hand carvings of various Christmas scenes.

A two leveled staircase was hidden in the corner - barely big enough for one person to walk through. The first part was wide and spacious for the guests to enter the elevated porch below, and the second became more narrow leading up to the balcony.

The whole thing had taken months and months to carve and form, the end result was breath taking. Every design carved with much detail and a steady hand, each reflecting a different Christmas scene. Even though Christmas only occurred once a year, Kendra felt that the feeling of the balcony art would work year round.

I couldn't help but agree as I looked around the balcony for the millionth time. Even though I had visited it many times, the balcony always took my breath away in it's warm elegance.

"As I'm sure you've all realized, Christmas is fast approaching! Not only is this a holiday with many meanings, it's also a symbolic piece of time." Kendra gave a pearly white smile and turned towards the manicured landscape behind her. "It's also the perfect opportunity to throw a party!"

This had become the moment I truly hated Kendra the most, I glowered at her as she prattled on. "You'll all be in charge of this, of course it will all be over seen by me. Now I'll give you all little jobs to do, you'll have a group of helpers. Oh! And all ideas must be okay-ed by Massie and then sent to me.

Let's see what else...The date for the party will be in a few weeks. I will need you girls here every other day. I realize this will take up quite an amount of time, but your school said they'd count it as community service.

Kendra gave a smile to them all. "Now girls you are dismissed on this final note. You cannot switch jobs, they will be picked to match your capabilities. I believe your drivers are waiting for you and Claire your mom called, she says you need to hurry home to do the laundry. Massie will give you all your jobs tomorrow at school."

Claire gave a stiff nod and exited through the kitchen, but not without one last glare in my direction.

Alicia, Dylan, and Kristen followed behind.

Thanks a lot Kendra.

Westchester, NY

Block Estate

November 29, 2010

8:39 a.m

"Hmm... A definite 10. I look better than I have in a while." I murmured staring at my reflection. I adjusted my Design History Merino Wool Cardigan and did a once over. The Splendid Basic Stretch Leggings were fine, the shoes to wear with the outfit were in question. "No converse that's for sure."

I bit my lip and looked through the organized shelves of shoes in my closet. "Ah, these will do just fine."

Putting on my Belle by Sigerson Morrison Foldover Ankle Boots, I did one more look at the mirror. My hair was in natural curls and I had applied some mascara and eyeliner. Overall, the result was pleasing.

As my feet touched the smooth tiled floors of our state of the art kitchen, a nervous feeling bubbled inside me. Today whether I liked it or not, I would have to go up to Alicia, Kristen, Claire, and Dylan - in front of everyone most likely.

Just because they had acted somewhat decent in front of Kendra, didn't mean they wouldn't hesitate to attack her like the vultures they'd become. This would be embarrassing, very embarrassing.

I grabbed a piece of toast right as it came out of the toaster and buttered it quickly. A quick glance to the clock told me I only had twenty minutes to get to BOCD on time. Plenty enough time and hopefully Clarie and Followers would be there, so I didn't have to give the jobs to them at Lunch.

Shrugging on my worn in Burberry Dark Ink Short Military Pea Coat, I rushed out the door, and into the waiting Range Rover. "Morning Issac!"

"Ms. Block." he replied in greeting and glanced at me through the rear view mirror. "Will Claire be needing a ride today?"

"Nope. As per usual, Alicia picked her up a while ago." Issac the long time family driver nodded, not saying a word how the tables had turned. Maybe that was good, I still hadn't adjusted to it myself.

The ride to Briarwood-Octavian County Day seemed to be even shorter today than per usual. Issac pulled up to the school and with a pounding heart I reluctantly got out. I spotted Alicia's Ralph Lauren Black/Grey/Red Print Hand-Knit Beacon Cardigan from a mile away. It was relieving to know that no one had changed their styles much.

Alicia wore a Ralph Lauren Black Knit Cotton Turtleneck under her cardigan, with Ralph Lauren Black Thompson Stretch Skinny Jeans, and Ralph Lauren Black Naima Vachetta Bootie. She was a 9.8 at the very least if not 9.9.

Dylan came into view wearing an Alice + Olivia Off-Shoulder Sweater, Alice + Olivia Leather Combo Skirt, with Wolford Synergy 40 Light Leg Support Tights, and enviable Brain Atwood Helix Suede Ankle Boots. She was a solid 9.7 with the added bonus of her professionally straightened hair.

Kristen stood next to her in a 360 Cashmere Cocoon Sweater, Splendid Cotton Ribbed Tank, Splendid Basic Stretch Leggings, and Alberto Fermani Lace-Up Lug Sole Boots to finish up the look. A solid 9.7 like Dylan.

So far I couldn't see Claire, but that didn't mean she wasn't there. I took a deep breath and walked towards them, my heart throbbing with anxiety. Dylan first to notice me, nudged Alicia and Kristen. They turned around and I stopped walking. It was me against them in an embarrassing stand off.

My cheeks were starting to burn red, hopefully it would only be recognized as my reaction to the cold. I held out note cards that had their seperate jobs on each one. "Here are the jobs. I don't see Claire, so please give her hers."

I knew the jobs by heart and watched their reactions as they read their cards.

Alicia Rivera:

Costumes to match the theme for the staff and yourselves.

Music, live entertainment or a hired DJ does not matter.

Dylan Marvil:

Decorations for everything. Go crazy and don't be afraid to buy anything as long as there is approval by Massie and it matches the theme.

Also in charge of food. What will be served and what will be out for guests when they arrive.

Kristen Gregory:

Manage budget. Make sure not to go too over the designed budget, which you'll be getting in the next few days via e-mail from Kendra Block.

Sending out invitations. Do not be selective. Have wide arrange of people and have list approved by Kendra Block.

Claire Lyons:

Maintenance. Make sure every staff member arrives on time and is content with their working position. Also make sure all facilities are clean at all times.

Massie Block:

Manager. Make sure everything is going as smoothly as possible. Local Westchester Hospital children will be visiting. You will recieve Christmas wish
lists from them soon, try to get all gifts on their lists - within reason.

"Is that all?" Alicia asked, an eyebrow cocked in a somewhat mocking position.

"What?" I asked snapped out of the daze I had been immersed in.

"Is that all? Because if it is, leave. We don't want someone like you being seen with us." A twisted smile formed on her lips. I was at a loss for words and my eyes watered at her words.

"Go."

I turned around quickly and ran into a hard body. Warm hands grabbed my hips in an effort to steady me. Caramel brown eyes connected with burning amber ones, and I was looking into the eyes of Derrick Harrington. My cheeks burned with embarrassment. "Excuse me."

Since the break up in seventh grade we had barely spoken a word and even though he was dating Dylan, I couldn't help that tingly feeling that spread through me. His hands, so warm, left the feeling of them on me long after. It made me burn brighter, because I was just that stupid as to think of him again.

"Wow." Olivia Ryans popping out of no where said over my shoulder. I flinched away slightly in surprise, but gave her a hard stare when I realize who it was. She licked a heart shaped lollipop. "I didn't think you would've done it. Oh how the mighty have fallen. Though, I have to give it to you for having the balls to go up to them - your old friends that hate every living fiber of your body."

"What do you want Olivia?" I didn't have time for her today and my embarrassment grew even more. How many people had seen that?

"Although..." Olivia gave her heart shaped lollipop a long lick. "The staring into each others eyes scene was pretty adorable. There is one slight problem..."

"I know, I know. He's dating Dylan Marvil. Now if you'll excuse me." I tried to sidestep her, but she followed my movements.

"Nope that's not the issue here." She once again shadowed my footsteps, making passing her nearly impossible. I gave a defeated huff and walked in the other direction, towards my first class bookless, with Olivia trailing behind. "Your sort of blind aren't you?"

"Excuse me?"

"Please, your not deaf, but apparently blind. Dylan clearly has the hots for one Cam Fisher-"

"-And this doesn't bother you?" I questioned, genuinely curious.

"-Nope. As I was saying before you interrupted! Dylan wants a bit of Cam Fisher pie, but the Claire bug-"

"-I wouldn't say bug. That makes her sound somewhat cute."

"Okay! Stop interrupting, the Clairasite has her antennas or maybe teeth dug into him. Now your big problem is the Clairasite. She's a bit of a control freak as anyone can clearly tell. So it'll take a lot for you to get your friends - and maybe future boyfriend - out of the Clairasite's control." Olivia took a big breath, as if that whole explanation took a lot out of her.

"The Clairasite?" I cocked an eyebrow in her direction and kept walking to Spanish.

"That's seriously all you got out of that conversation!" she yelled after me, nearly tackling me to the ground in her frustration. "Come on! Get your act together! The whole BOCD student body is waiting for you to get your head out of your ass and beat the shit out of Claire till she's off worse than our economy!"

"Ms. Ryans!" Mr. Renolds scolded from his classroom door. "This is not the place for that foul language. Hardly appropriate."

"Oh please, your probably agreeing with me on the inside Mr. R." She skipped away with one last yell over her shoulder. "See you in 5th hour!"

She left with a small squeak of her Burberry Lace-Up Boots and a final toss of her Burberry Quilted Leather Tote over her shoulder. I shook my head after her. Weird, weird, weird. BOCD had become like an alternate universe since I no longer had tight reins over the school. That became the least of my concerns as the final warning bell rang.

-O-

Of all the classes I had, Biology had become my favorite. Not because I enjoyed it - no that wasn't the reason at all - I just had lunch after. That became something to look forward too, oh how life has changed.

To be truthful, Biology would be my most dreaded class if it wasn't for the ever so constant presence of Olivia - and as mentioned before lunch was something to look forward to.

My classmates were the reason for my distaste, not only was Josh Hotz, Cam Fisher, and Kemp Hurley in my class but so was the charming pair of Strawberry McAdams and Meena Ray. And there was Griffin Hastings - but he was pretty cool.

Now I don't know how Mr. Renolds assembled our groups for labs, but somehow I got stuck with the worst one. While there was Griffin, - and well Olivia even though she wasn't in our group she always managed to end up by us - Josh, Meena, and Cam.

Why the universe hated me quickly became my question of the semester.

"Today we'll see different cells through microscopes. You'll be be getting a worksheet and you'll have to identify the cells. I will supply you with a check list, but you will have to identify the cell with your groups." Mr. Renolds gave us all an excited smile, like this was supposed to be the highlight of our days.

"Got it Mr. R! Group Assemble!" Olivia skipped over to our lab table and the rest of us slowly followed her lead. Griffin, Olivia, and I were on one side and Josh, Cam, and Meena on the other. Olivia fiddled with the microscope before throwing her hands in the air and shoving it down the table to Griffin. He rolled his eyes but quickly got it working.

Olivia handed him the first slide labeled with a 1 and he placed it on the stage quickly focusing in on the slide. He passed it onto me, I glanced at the picture a few times, and looked back at the check sheet. "Yeast Cell."

"Well aren't we just ever so smart." Cam mumbled under his breath. My head shot up and I glared at him. What I did to him I have no idea, but every lab this year he's been an asshole to me. Meena gave off some type of cackle - thinking herself cute no doubt. I rolled my eyes at her and pushed the microscope in their direction.

They all glanced at the cell quickly and decided to agree me. I pulled the microscope back and put slide 2 into place. Just one look told me it was a plant cell. "Grass Cell."

"Hmmph." Cam gave a small distasteful noise. He really seemed to be in a bad mood, usually he just backed off for at least five more minutes.

I slammed my hands down on the table and looked him straight in the eyes. "You got something to say Fisher?"

"Yeah bitch I do." Cam glared at me with so much hate, I truly wondered what his issue was.

"Hey." Griffin's voice had a deadly calm quality to it, but that made it seem more threatening, as he stared down Cam. "I don't recall anything that Massie could've done to you, to deserve those words."

I exchanged a glance with Olivia, if this got ugly real fast - and by the way Cam's temper was it could get that way quickly - then we'd be out numbered. Olivia could easily take down Meena, but it was Josh I was mostly concerned about. If Cam started a fight, Josh would jump in to help a friend - and then Kemp was there too. Maybe we could take down Kemp and then at least distract Cam?

Josh put an hand on Cam's shoulder and shook his head, Griffin passed the next slide to me, and I switched the slides. We carried on like that for the rest of the class - not without some more jabs though of course.

-O-

"Hey Olivia," I chewed a fry thoughtfully, before swallowing, and taking a small swig of water. "do you know what Cam's issue was today?"

Olivia gave a mischievous smile before nodding her head in the direction of Table 18 - my old table. "Well if you take a look over to the right, you'll see the Clairasite has her claws dug even deeper into the poor Camaroo-"

"Camaroo?" I questioned, an eyebrow quirked.

"Yes like a Kangaroo. And Stop Interrupting Me!" She threw a cardboard like, greasy fry at me. I squealed and threw it back at her, laughing when it hit her in the middle of the forehead, and laughing even louder at her expression when it slid down leaving a greasy trail in its wake.

"Disgusting!" She scrubbed her forehead frantically - practically rubbing it raw. "As I was saying, you can clearly see the Clairasite has an extra tight hold on the Camaroo today. If you'll notice the changed seat arrangement, Derrick is next to Cam and the Dylan. Look how uncomfortable Dylan looks. Yup. Something happened there, and the Clairasite does not like it."

Griffin and Layne set their trays down only to hear the last part. Griffin let out a chuckle. "The Clairasite?"

"Fits so easily, no?" Olivia moved her binders and books over, to make room for Layne. "There's also the Camaroo for Cam. Let's see, Josh can be the Jorilla, Dylan can be a Dylurky...and what else..."

"What's she talking about?" Landon Crane asked sitting next to Olivia, along with his girlfriend Skye Hamilton and her friend/ex-boyfriend Leaf (it wasn't really that awkward anymore).

Chris Abeley and his girlfriend Fawn down next to the couple. Layne raised an eyebrow at this, usually they never sat by us - seeing as Layne was here. Chris shrugged and snatched a fry from Fawn's plate. All and all, it was pretty crowded seeing as the table was only made for six.

"What I am talking about is a world wide epidemic! The Clairasite!" Olivia shrieked, right when she said this that kind of inconvenient silence came over the lunch room.

Layne choked on her fry, a few coughed on their water, me? I had tears forming in my eyes from laughing at everyone's expressions. "Uh oh. I don't think the Clairasite wanted to unveil her true nature."

"What makes you say that?" Layne asked looking around, as all eyes in the lunch room seemed to gravitate towards our table.

"Because she's zooming in on her next victims - us - to suck dry." Olivia told us staring at the incoming cloud of expensive perfume.

"What was that Duh-livia?" Claire demanded with a superior expression set on her oh so annoying face. My eyes narrowed in distaste.

I stood up, shoulder back, spine straight, and looked her straight in the eyes. "You are a parasite. You suck out the life of the people around you and make them as miserable as you are, just because you can't stand to see them happy. You make sure to get every single drop of life left in them and then toss them away laughing, because maybe they'll become as miserable as you. Hence the name Clairasite."

Olivia cheered in glee and clapped at my explanation, the rest of our table following in pursuit, and quickly it spred. Then, Claire did one of the single most stupidest things of her life - she slapped me right across the face. It hardly stung, yet that was enough to send me at her, fists curled.

Luckily, Olivia had my back and started throwing our meals around the lunch room screaming "Food Fight!" like they do in the movies. Our two meals were enough to start a full on blizzard of food flying in all directions.

I don't know how, but Griffin managed to get me off Claire - who at least had a black eye - and drag me into the food free hallway. Chris and Fawn appeared next, apparently Chris had shielded Fawn best he could to the flying food, and when I saw Landon and Skye he appeared to have tried to do the same. Leaf and Layne came out a few moments later, Layne with the widest smile plastered on her face - along with some macaroni and cheese.

"I can't believe I did that! Wait. Where's Olivia?" Griffin shrugged, saying he hadn't seen her come out. My eyes widened and I stepped forward to go back in, when the door swung open. Out stepped Olivia with a huge shit-eating grin on her face.

"What has me all smiling you ask?" Olivia turned to all of us, still grinning like no tomorrow. "Right before I make my exit...BAM! I nail Clairasite right in the stomach. Life does not get better than that ladies and gentlemen."

Laughter broke out through the group as we pictured the scene she described. The laughing seemed to never end as the Principal, trying to settle the chaos, got hit in the face by the always complained about rectangular pizza.

No, life didn't get better than this.

Yeah I know - slow beginning, but it's gonna get pretty interesting soon. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this. I will be updating probably - possibly in a few days. It all depends on you guys. If I get some feedback from you guys - positive or not - I'll put chapter up sooner. If I don't...we'll see. Let's go for 5 reviews kay? Cause I for one am really excited about this :)

- Layta Relient-Only