Disclaimer: I do not own the Clique series and hold no legal rights towards the story or any of it's characters.

A Clique Novel: Glossed and Fabulous

Eighth grade is done, done, and done, and the Clique is more than ready. Summer means Nantucket, shopping and clothes and promotion opens a new ocean with some hot new fish. Will the Clique survive summer and start freshmen year with a big bang, or will their A+ in fabulous fizzle to an F?

Massie: Massie is as lethal as she is pretty and all of Westchester knows that. Her don't mess with me attitude and Skye Hamilton's disappearance has left all the boys and girls kneeling at her Louboutin clad toes. Nothing bothers her, except her one little problem. The new boy in town is just what Massie wants by her side, but when she thinks she has him wrapped around her manicured finger he slips away. What, oh what will this Alpha do?

Claire: Claire and Massie's relationship is on the mend. Claire is happy to have been reinvited to Friday Night Sleepovers and all Clique approved events, but the happiness can only be maintained if Claire remembers that it's always going to be chicks before dicks and no sympathy from Mass. Claire can only hope that the Briarwood Boys and the PC find peace so that the cardinal rule remains, well, irrelevant.

Alicia: The Beta is back in her position of numero dos, and she's there to stay even for summer. Instead of summering in Spain with the familia, her Spanish relatives are coming to her, including Nina. Will Alicia be able to handle the family reunion with enough grace to keep Massie calm and Josh's Yankee cap on her head? Or will she break under pressure and consequently betray her Alpha once again?

Kristen: Kris has been promoted from the eighth grade and her matchbox apartment. Lucky for her, daddy found wealth in a new promising artist and momma found a nice inheritance from, well who cares from whom. Unfortunately, the new promising artist is also her father's 23 year-old fuck-buddy, and her mother spends more money on smart investments than her smart daughter. Every cloud has a silver lining, and this lining happens to be a hot new stepbrother.

Dylan: The Marvil's have started summer by dumping the latest diet and hiring an intense trainer to match the summer heat. Now Dylan can have that south beach body without the yucky south beach microwavable meals. She's now armed Pilates, kick boxing, and even a bit of pole dancing, but now Dylan wants to learn some other things. Example: the best way to exercise with a boy.

10:00 AM

Block Estate

June 20th

Massie Block lay on the white pool chair pointing her freshly manicured toes to the sky, the fire engine red polish caught her eye and she could help but crack a smile. She gently slid her Chanel sunglasses down her nose and assessed her surroundings. No girls. They were supposed to show up minutes ago and Massie, being the Alpha that she was, hated waiting. She could feel her lips getting dry as the butterflies in her stomach fluttered more persistently. She couldn't help but feel insecure every time someone was late. The pretty committee was good now, but who knew how long it would last. Alicia had already left twice, and Claire had her rebellion, Dyl and Kristen never wavered, but without Alicia or Claire, Massie's alpha status was pointless with or without Dylan and Kristen. The sound of girls chatting whipped Massie out of her mental tangent and she immediately grabbed her Smiths Rosebud Salve and swiped some on her lips. She instantly felt better.

Alicia sauntered in, her Ralph Lauren dunk dye bikini covered by a Trina Turk tunic cover-up. Eighth grade had only made the Latina impossibly more beautiful and exotic looking. Massie looked at her with both envy and pride, she was happy she had the most enviable beta in her clique; she just didn't like that Alicia was so pretty. Alicia, oblivious to Massie's stare, plopped down on the pool chair next to her. Kristen soon appeared next to her clad in a hippie like Trina Turk bikini her dirty blonde waves tumbling down to her shoulders. "Where's Cuh-laire" she pulled down her Rayban aviators down her perfect j shaped nose and peered through Massie's dark circular sunglasses.

"She's inside talking on the phone with Cam". Massie didn't bother to look at Kristen and closed her eyes enjoying the summer heat. "Alicia, what's our social calendar for this week?"

"Well, Landon invited us to some ADD beach bash on Friday night and Olivia is having a party before that…"

"Gawd, won't that boy just quit nagging me. He's so…been there done that" Massie remarked quickly cutting off Alicia. The boy was ADD, as in attention deficit when it came to girlfriends. Massie knew she was high maintenance and the boy just did not maintain. She threw him aside like last spring's collection. "Well going to an upper-classmen party after showing up the Olivia's would cause a riot, so we'll go this time." Massie couldn't resist making the other half of the twenty feel jealous and she smirked as she pictured Olivia's face while the PC ditched.

After Sky Hamilton was shipped off to who knows where the PC was in high demand and Massie was Westchester's official "It Girl". What respectable alpha wouldn't want that?

Alicia cleared her throat attempting to grab Massie's attention, "So I'll make a public announcement that we're going to both. Also my mom was asked to host a small party for models and designers by her former agency. She wanted to know whether we would like to come. I guessed, and said yes." Alicia smoothed out her tunic and smiled, pleased with what she had just offered the PC.

"Are you serious?" Kristen stared wide eyed at Alicia exploding with excitement. Ever since Ms. Gregory came into money, the girl had been spending it freely on designer clothes and a new "modeling" career. Massie couldn't judge Kristen too much; the money, clothes, and modeling were only a band aid covering up all of the hurt that resulted from Kristen's parents' divorce. Kristen's former art dealer father had found a young sculpting prodigy who also happened to be a seductive brunette model. He said he found "inspiration" and used what he had to start an art gallery, start and illustration company, and a new family with a new wife and stepson. The new business had benjamins rolling in like crazy. Double bonus Kristen's maternal somebody died leaving Kristen's mom filthy rich. Too bad the woman still wanted to live a realistic life, which included frugality. Massie knew that Kristen hated living between homes, but hey, she had a better wardrobe and a hot 17 year old step-brother. Mmmmm.

"Kristen, by the way, is Luke coming? I invited him via text this morning and thought he would catch a ride with you."

"Um, yeah he had to go meet with a friend really quickly but he'll be here in like twenty minutes." Kristen bit her lip, she was aware Massie had a thing for her "brother" and it made her feel incredibly awkward and for some reason protective.

"Rate me" Massie stood showing off her long limo legs and her navy, vintage-inspired juicy couture two-piece. Her white sun hat and white pumps made her look effortlessly elegant.

"9.5" Alicia's silky voice filled the air.

"8" Kristen lied. The rate was Massie's way of asking will Luke think I'm hot, and while Kristen was going to say 9.8, the funny feeling made her say 8 before it even registered in her mind.

"What?" Massie spat, pulling her sunglasses off to look at the blonde in the eyes.

"Um, I meant 8, as in 9.8."

"That's what I thought you meant." Massie sighed satisfied.

Claire's arrival broke the awkward moment. Walking in wearing nothing but a white beater and destroyed shorts, with Keds of course, Claire still looked cute and somewhat cool. The look still bothered Massie, but she learned to be tolerant. "Where's Dylan?" Claire observed.

"Oh I forgot, Merilee hired a new personal trainer for Dylan and she's in session right now. She's been training like crazy and doubts she can come, but she said she'd call Massie right when she's done and be here for group dinner" Kristen said while absently picking at her nails. A pair of boat shoes appeared in her view and she snapped her head up. "Dempsey!" Kristen ran toward the new arrival hugging and wrapping her legs around his muscled torso. After looking deeply into each other's eyes for like centuries Massie coughed interrupting the intimate moment. At Dempsey's appearance Alicia walked to the front of the house knowing Josh was probably parking whatever they drove in.

"Massie" Dempsey nodded in recognition towards his girlfriend's alpha. Massie rolled her eyes at the couple and ignored them. Dempsey and Kristen were broken up in 7th, but for some reason started dating sometime during eighth grade in an on-again-off-again manner. The couple's reunion irked Massie as much as their original union. If Massie couldn't have Dempsey she didn't want Kristen to have him either. Though she did get to have every once in a while, but it wasn't official, and therefore void. Luckily, she had the entire summer before freshman year to break the two up and find Kristen a decent replacement. But first, she had to take care of herself and that meant getting her hands on Luke.

"Hey Massie," A soft voice breathed into and tickled her ears. Massie turned to find the gorgeous brunette she had just been thinking about.

"Hi Luke," Her eyes scanned his body taking in his toned body. He was pale like her and she liked that he lacked a little color; it made him seem so regal. She watched as he disappeared and dived into the pool. She frowned she wanted him to be right next to her.

"Hey girly," he smiled at her with his chocolate colored yes. "Come join me in here."

Massie slipped off her shoes and hat, swiped some rosebud salve on, and sashayed to the edge of the pool, diving in with grace. When she came up letting the water pull her brown tresses away from her face, she realized no one was there. "Damn, that probably looked so sexy." She said in disappointment.

"It was sexy as hell." The same breathy whisper filled her ears and arms wrapped her petite body from behind.

"Well if you want more, come get me" She plunged into the water and swam away as fast as she could. She made it to the pool wall and came up.

"Caught you" Luke was at the wall waiting for her. He rolled over so his body cornered hers against the wall. "You little tease, come here". She smiled as he placed his lips on hers and kissed her slowly. Soon his tongue parted her lips creating an entrance. He explored her mouth, every inch of it, and she let out a soft moan. She bucked her hips towards him and nibbled his bottom lip.

"I want you." She stared at him with smoldering eyes and kissed him slowly, her hands wandered down tugging at the waistband of his swim trunks. She slowly rubbed him from the outside of his suit eliciting a slow moan. "I want you." She whispered again, this time letting her hand wander inside of his trunks and touching his manhood. She gently let her hands encase it and moved them up and down.

"Massie, fuck!" He moaned as he pushed slightly into her hand. She continued to pump her small hand around his dick and pushed him closer with the other one. When he was finally pinning her to the wall she used her other hand and touched her breast. Sneaking her hand under her top and pinched her taut nipple.

"Mmmm, I want you to touch me so bad. Fuck me." She pumped him harder and felt him shudder against her.

"Fuck Massie, you are so damn hot" She smiled at his remark and kissed him tugging at his lower lip.

"Then get inside me" she said in between kisses.

"No, not here, not with Kristen so close."

"Fuck Kristen." Massie moaned pushing her hips against him. He sighed contemplating fucking the hot girl in front of him, but quickly shook his head.

"Massie, I'm serious not here."

"Gawd!" She groaned and pushed him off of her. She quickly pushed herself out of the pool and wrapped her tiny frame in a white plush towel. She scowled; Kristen probably would have been oblivious to a nuclear bomb since she was straddling Dempsey and having a tongue war of sorts.

"Have a nice swim?" Kristen pulled away from Dempsey long enough to smirk at Massie and wink.

"Fuck off." Massie responded, tying up her hair and going inside the nearby spa/barn. Kristen ignored her returned to make out session with Dempsey. Why mess with the queen bee when you have your honey right in front of you?

3:00 PM

The New Gregory Home

June 20th

Kristen tiptoed through the quiet hallways of her father's new penthouse apartment and entered the bathroom. She didn't like the house very much, Dalia insisted on having only glass walls, which left little room for privacy. Luckily, the floors were not transparent and Dalia and her father stayed on the second floor. The transparent walls still left plenty of room for awkward encounters with Luke, who happened to have a nasty penchant for walking around naked. It was also unfortunate that the bathroom was both Kristen and Luke's favorite part of the apartment. The view while showering was absolutely breathtaking and the Jacuzzi tub was just as enticing. Due to their common interest, Kristen had seen Luke bare naked more than "siblings" should and more than Massie would like. Hey, what happens in the Gregory home stays in the Gregory home.

Kristen dipped her toes into warm water of the tub and slid in, taking in the aroma of rose petals. She slowly closed her eyes and sunk further into the tub let the heat work out the kinks that she had gotten after experiencing the wrath of Massie. For some reason, Massie had been irrationally pissed off at Kristen, and now Kristen's stress meter was way up in the heavens, chilling with the Olympians.

Kristen sighed, the water rippled around her and a clunky sound was made as another body slipped into the tub. Kristen suddenly found herself covered by another pair of legs. "Luke get out, I'm relaxing and I'm naked", she snapped refusing to open her eyes.

"Kris, you're such a bath hog. Have you ever thought that maybe guys like to relax with a nice bath too?"

"No Luke, I actually find baths quite a feminine thing for a guy to do", she smirked, "I mean unless, you know you're fucking in the bath tub, that's different."

Luke shifted his body over Kristen's, bringing his lips to the tip of her perfect j-shaped nose. "Well let's not compromise my masculinity and fuck then?" He rubbed his hard cock against Kristen's inner thigh eliciting a slow moan. He nestled his head into the crook of her next nipping and biting at the soft skin. He felt her slightly push against his chest, her reluctant protest to make him stop. "Kris, do you want me to stop?" He continued to rub himself against her, using his thumb to rub her clit teasingly slow.

"Yes, stop" she whispered. Kristen's breath was shallow, and she ached to bring him closer to her, just feel his body a little longer. She loved the way Luke felt, just touching his skin was tantalizing, and they way he touched her made her nerves flare. Sex with Dempsey was good, but it was just sex and nothing more. Luke was different, they'd only done it once, but it transcended every other sexual encounter she had. She felt Luke pull away, and instinctively she wrapped legs around him keeping him from getting further. "No, don't stop. Fuck me Luke."

Luke smiled and Kristen's long tanned legs brought him closer to her. He could feel the heat emanating from between her legs and in response forcefully kissed her. Kristen quickly opened her mouth giving him further access to explore and run his tongue against hers. Her hand wandered down finding his member and stroking it as she raised her hips towards him. He slid a finger into her and rubbed her clit then pulled out and sucked her juices from hand. Slowly she guided him into her holding him there with her legs, letting him take in her warmth. "Damn Kris, how does Dempsey keep you so fucking tight", she grinded against him steadily increasing speed, causing him to let out a deep guttural moan. He quickly pulled one of her legs over his shoulder as he pulled himself out of her only to plunge himself deeper. They moved in synchronization locking lips and nibbling and sucking on each other's lips. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum", he groaned into her mouth. His hand quickly began working her clit rubbing it in circles feverishly. "Baby cum with me, I want to feel your walls tighten around me. I want you to say my damn name", he whispered into her ear. Her walls began to shudder around him and he continued to pump harder and deeper into her.

"Luke!" She groaned bucking her hips towards him, meeting his every movement. The sound of his name coming from her lips made him release and his body tense up. He cupped her face and gave her one long sweet kiss on the lips and collapsed on top of her. He smiled looking up at her. "Kristen, when will you be able to resist me?" he smirked.

She laughed playfully stroking the back of his neck. "You're a fucking manwhore", she giggled getting up before she got all pruney. She grabbed an Egyptian cotton towel from the heated rack and wrapped her long and lean body, then stepped out of the tub. Luke followed suit, his abs glistened from the water, and hugged her from behind, skipping out on the towel.

"Luke, you know we can't do that again." Kristen whispered, almost inaudibly. "I'm with Dempsey."

"Hah, Dempsey, we all know you two are just fuck-buddies with an open relationship. When he's not with you, he and Layne are screwing like bunnies. Kris, I love you and I want you." Luke cupped Kristen's chin, staring into her aqua eyes meaning every word. When he first saw Kristen she was perfect. She was petite, and athletic, yet still curvy in the right places; Smart, witty, and gorgeous but not pretentious. He fucked other girls and fooled around with Massie, but Kris was one of a kind. His one and only.

"You can't love me." She whispered stepping away.

"Why not? We're not technically related, my mother and your father honestly wouldn't care. Kris I love you!" He urged on.

"You can't love me", she whispered back.

"Why?"

"Massie," Kristen stared at Luke. She adored him, but she already took Dempsey from Massie and Luke was her new marked target, and Kristen's cupid's arrow could never land there.