Ahhhhhh. Don't hate me. I have been really busy and haven t had a chance to update my other story. But this story popped into my mind and I want to know you all think of it. I don't know if it is going to be a one-shot or a whole story so you can decide.
I do not own The Clique.
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In a high class suburban city, there lived a girl in an elaborate, mansion-sized house. She had a passion for horses. Sometimes she would go to the stables all day. She would eat breakfast and then her parents would drive her to the stables. She would have a fun day at the stables with her horse, Brownie. She would sometimes be there for hours at a time, riding her beloved horse. She would skip lunch because when she was on Brownie's back that was all that mattered then. After an exhausting day of riding , there would be brooms sweeping. She was trying to clean up Brownie's stall, the only time she cleaned at all. The she would hop into her limo and sometimes drive off to a pizza parlor. Sometimes she would go spend the day with her friends. No, not her Pretty Committee friends, her guy friends. They would sometimes just hang out and keep each other company. Surprisingly, she didn't take time to do her makeup and hair when she was around the guys. No one knows this. Only around the Pretty Committee she would care about that stuff. Around the guys ,she was carefree. They would sometimes spend the rest of the day together. However, that all changed. She became alpha of the school and it was required of her to have the proper makeup and clothes and hair to stay at the top. Sometimes she missed the days when it was just her and the guys and Brownie. Being carefree and completely relaxed was not in right now. And she can't risk not being in. Sometimes she wished she could go back. "She" was Massie Block.
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