Hi guys! I've been reading Clique fanfiction and felt the need to add to the fandom. So I hope you like it.

She readjusted the sleeves to her Alice and Olivia Alta Peasant Top and once again admired her new Ralph Lauren Suede Tricia Lace up Booties from Ralph Lauren. She had to make a good impression seeing as this would be her home for the three remaining years of her high school education. She took a deep breath as she walked to the door.

When Claire stepped off the private jet into the ultra exclusive Westchester County, she was anything but impressed. As far as elite airports went it was rather lack luster and as she was waving at the cameras flashing towards her all she could think that with a bit more color the dull airport could become much more desirable. She walked through the airport rapidly making sure she checked her appearance in every reflective surface she passed. The last thing she needed was some lame tabloid printing a picture of her with something in her teeth or a knot in her hair. She had checked before she exited the plane but it didn't hurt to make sure.

Claire finally reached the pickup station to find her driver and good friend Charlie waiting for her. He briefly smiled at her and gestured that they should leave. She eagerly followed the suggestion and had to remind herself not to run from the press that was still calling out questions to her even as she tried to make her escape. She jumped into the sparkling red Bentley.

As they drove off she put on her Alexander McQueen and told Charlie about the last couple of months. They were laughing and having a great time as he teased her about the rumor that had been going around about her making out with Connor Foley. It was completely false, of course, and he knew it. Claire absolutely despised Connor Foley. She had hated him ever since he had "accidently" forgotten to mention that the director had changed the script and let the director chew her out about not knowing her lines.

"He's such a jerk. I don't know how anyone could believe that." Claire said in a huffy manner.

"You know you think he's soooo sexy." Charlie laughed drawing out the "o" on so and adding a feminine tinge to his voice. "You should totes go for it gurl."

Claire laughed as she hit him for being such a dork.

After a bit of time had passed the car began to slow and came to stop in front of a large manor. It was gorgeous of course. It had large stone walls and a bit of ivy on the side to give it some color. Claire looked at her new residence. There was a large immaculate lawn, a pool house, a small riding arena and horse stable and a skate ramp. On the skate ramp there was a short boy with bright red curls stuffed into a black helmet. She watched as he narrowed his eyes and went down the ramp, when he got into the air he did a flip and skated back to the other side stopping precisely at the top looking extremely pleased with himself.

Claire began clapping and hollering, at the noise he looked down and noticed her for the first time.

"Claire!" He yelled, sliding down the ramp on his backside.

"Long time no see, little Bro." Claire said laughing. "When I last saw you, you were at least a foot shorter."

"That's a lie! You saw me 2 weeks ago!" He accused.

"Okay that's true, I'll admit it."

They hugged and she ruffled his slightly sweaty hair.

Todd was her little brother and probably her best friend. He was two years younger than her but he was really intelligent and always there for her. The two didn't always get along, they were siblings after all, they fought but they always reconciled quickly. Most of their fights were about his spying and Claire treating him like a kid.

They walked into the house and Todd led her to the kitchen. They found the cook, Sierra, with her back turned making dinner for that night. They attempted to sneak some of the fresh baked chocolate chip cookies off the plate across the room from her only to be met by her authoritative voice.

"I counted them and if one cookie goes missing, I will personally make sure you never eat another cookie ever."

The siblings quickly scattered as infuriating their amazing cook was never something that one would do willingly.

Claire found her room and quickly changed into some more sporty clothes. She threw on her Knockout Victoria Secret Tights with shorts and a long sleeve Nike shirt with a sports bra. She threw her bright blond hair into a pony tail and pulled on her Stefan Janoski skate shoes. She jogged outside to find her brother waiting for her holding her favorite board. She quickly scaled the ramp and jumped on the board she did a small jump and landed it she went back and forth a few times getting a little more confident each time she did. She finally reached the top and stopped, breathing heavily. She was surprised when she heard applause and cheering so surprised that she tripped and fell, luckily, away from the bowl.

She climbed down the ladder blushing madly. There she saw 3guys who seemed to be about her age standing with her brother. They were laughing, probably at her little stumble earlier; this realization caused her face to heat up even brighter.

Claire cleared her throat and looked expectantly at her brother.

"Oh right!" Todd said in an amused tone. "These guys are my buddies."

He pointed at the boy with sandy blond hair, "Derrick." The boy in the backward cap was "Josh." And the boy with the dark hair falling into his mismatched eyes was "Cam."

Derrick stepped forward and announced, "I have never seen a girl who actually does things! They usually just sit around doing their nails and talk about the new shoes they bought."

"I like to do those things too," Claire said, feeling uncomfortable.

"Well you can't be perfect," he said winking.

This just added to Claire's mortification. Despite the fact that her status as an actress required that she talk to people often, she had never been particularly good at it. She was actually very shy. She tried to laugh with the rest of them but it came out sounding hollow. Luckily they didn't seem to notice.

"Do you want to come with us to Slice of Heaven later? It's this great pizza place that's pretty close by. There's going to be a couple girls coming too. You're going to OCD right?" Josh asked barely paused to wait for her response.

She nodded.

He continued in the same manner. "Then you can meet some of the girls who go there. It'll be cool."

"I guess that could be fun." She muttered with a small smile.

Meeting people was always uncomfortable, but going to school the first day without knowing anyone sounded much worse.

"I'm going to go get ready." Claire said as she began walking towards the house. She went up the stairs to her room and turned on her shower. Quickly she made sure that all the dirtiness from the skating and traveling were washed away. Once she was finished she wrapped her hair and body into towels and began scouring her closet that was cute and sophisticated but casual enough that it could be worn to a pizza parlor.

She finally decided on her Free People Lace Trim Trapeze Slipdress and her Neuw Sister Ray Denim Shorts. Claire paired the outfit with her Alice and Olivia Gigi Painted Heels. She blow dried her hair and put on some light makeup and an ABS by Allen Schwartz Jewelry Box of Jewels Cube Long Necklace. She looked good. She went downstairs and met up with the guys. They seemed surprised to see her in real clothes and without helmet hair. Claire giggled at their shocked expressions. She felt a little uncomfortable at their stares. But she knew she looked amazing. "Can we go now? Or would you guys rather I went while you stand around like you can't shut your mouths?" She said smirking. They managed to put themselves together and they walked out the door. They grabbed their bikes and rode to the pizza place. She walked in the door and was led to a table where five girls sat.


Well that's it. I hope you liked it. I'm sorry I don't know much about skateboarding or clothes honestly.

Please leave a review and tell me what you thought.

Also I'm aware that Claire is a little Mary-Sueish but I'll be adding more to her character as we go along.