Dream Big, Fall Hard Chapter 1: Airplanes, a clique fanfic

Massie moves to L.A. with her mom, where she meets fame and fortune, as well as drama and heartbreak. Her new friend moves to a new guy faster than you can say "Ehmagawd". Her crush is perfect on the outside, but he may just have a secret he's keeping from everyone. Her old enemy is back, as well as a new guy friend who's been acting weirdly around her. When you put all these and your dreams to the test, you may come out victorious, but you might just fall.

Chapter 1

"Pour the vinegar slowly, so the different flavors have time to mix together," Massie Block smiled to herself as she stood on the edge of her mother's set, her fingers flying across her new I Phone. She didn't even notice that her mother was done until Jay Lyons started clapping his powerful hands together. He heaved himself out of his chair and shook Kendra's hand warmly.

"Wonderful job, Kendra. I think your show really does have a lot of potential. I just talked to John, and he thinks we should try out your show, and see what the audience thinks." Kendra smiled, showing her perfect teeth.

"Sounds like a plan," she replied, walking towards her daughter. Jay was already on the phone when she reached Massie.

"Ehmagawd, I'm so happy for you!" Massie reached to give her mother a hug, breathing in her familiar scent. They broke apart when Jay spoke.

"Of course, you'll need to go to L.A. to shoot the episodes." Kendra and Massie both froze, unsure of what to say. It was Massie who spoke first.

"Excuse me? Move to L.A.?" she asked, not even frightened by the Food Central CEO in front of her. Jay nodded.

"Mr. Lyons, I don't see why it's necessary to go to Los Angeles to produce my show; we have equipment here, and-" Jay held his hand up, signaling Kendra to stop.

"It's either L.A. or no show. I know you need more time to make this big decision, so call me when you have it figured out. I'll be in town until Friday." He shook Kendra's hand again, and then turned to leave, only stopping to speak to Massie.

"My daughter, Claire, she's here, maybe you two could meet?" he asked, his voice considerably kinder and softer. She nodded, and followed him out onto the driveway.

"Massie Block!" Massie stepped back in surprise as she took in the blonde before her. Claire was rich, no doubt. She rested her Gucci sunglasses on her perfectly straightened golden hair, and then reached out her perfectly manicured hands to give Massie a hug. She took a step back and beamed. "Claire Lyons." Massie grinned.

"Nice to meet you, Claire."

"I know! I wish I wasn't me so I could meet me!" Massie sighed. Even though Claire was blonde times ten, she couldn't help but feel friendship beginning to bloom.

Later that day, when Massie was curled up on the couch watching TV, Kendra plopped down next to her.

"What are you watching?" Kendra.

"American Idol," Massie replied, her eyes glued to the screen. Kendra sighed. She grabbed the remote and pressed mute.

"Hey!" Massie exclaimed turning to face her mother. "What was that for?"

"We need to talk, honey," Kendra whispered.

"What about?" Massie questioned, confused.

"Moving to L.A."

"Oh. Have you accepted?"

"No, because I wanted to talk to you about it first."

" I think you should accept. It's a once in a lifetime opportunity and refusing it could be a big mistake."

"Massie, I'm not worried about me; I'm worried about you. Moving to L.A. means leaving this house, your friends, and basically your whole life. Do you really want that?" Massie paused, thinking.

"I think I honestly do," she whispered, looking up at her mother. "Is that bad?" Kendra laughed.

"No, it isn't, and I'm glad you want me to accept." Massie smiled.

"Massie! Ehmagawd I can't believe you're here!" Massie heard Claire's squeal before she saw Claire. When she did, she smiled. She had a Coach purse dangling on one arm and a boy dangling on the other.

"Claire!" Massie dropped her bags and ran to give her friend a hug. When they were done, Massie whispered in Claire's ear.

"Who's the blonde?" she whispered, gesturing towards the guy still standing there, watching them with an amused smile on his face. Claire giggled.

"Oh, him? He's Derrick Harrington, my boyfriend." Massie gasped, causing Claire to look at her in concern.

"Son of Jonah Harrington?" she stuttered. Claire laughed, and nodded.

"But don't make a big deal about it; he hates that." Massie nodded wordlessly and Claire giggled again, this time dragging Massie to meet Derrick.

"Der, this is Massie. Massie, Der." Derrick smiled as he looked at the confident brunette in front of him.

"Thanks, Claire, but I can introduce myself." Claire shrugged, and stepped behind him.

"Massie Block, nice to meet you." Derrick grinned at her.

"Derrick Harrington." Surprisingly, she didn't even blink when he said his last name. She simply smiled and turned to her mother, who was already busy speaking to Claire's dad. Claire rolled her eyes.

"They'll be talking for hours; have you ever been to L.A.?" When Massie shook her head, Claire gasped. " You've got to be kidding me. We need to show you around town, ASAP!" Claire grabbed Massie's hand and started to drag her when Massie started to protest.

"Claire, my mom won't even know where I am, and-" Claire sighed, and stopped.

"Send her text then. C'mon we're burning daylight!" Massie whipped out her phone and sent her mom a quick text, and within seconds she had a reply.

"Let's go." The trio walked out to the parking lot and stopped in front of a hot pink limo. Massie laughed and sighed at the same time.

"Wow." Claire dragged her in and rolled the windows down, letting everyone hear the blasting radio.

"I love this song!" she exclaimed, and Massie nodded. "C'mon sing it with me!" As the two sang along, Derrick groaned, causing Massie to giggle. Claire sang all the way to the highway, until her favorite song came on.

"Ah! Sing with me, Massie!"

Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now (wish right now, wish right now)
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now (wish right now, wish right now)

Yeah
I could use a dream or a genie or a wish
To go back to a place much simpler than this
Cause after all the partyin' and smashin' and crashin'
And all the glitz and the glam and the fashion
And all the pandemonium and all the madness
There comes a time where you fade to the blackness
And when you're staring at that phone in your lap
And you hoping but them people never call you back
But that's just how the story unfolds
You get another hand soon after you fold
And when your plans unravel
And they sayin' what would you wish for
If you had one chance
So airplane airplane sorry I'm late
I'm on my way so don't close that gate
If I don't make that then I'll switch my flight
And I'll be right back at it by the end of the night

Somebody take me back to the days
Before this was a job, before I got paid
Before it ever mattered what I had in my bank
Yeah back when I was tryin' to get a tip at subway
And back when I was rappin' for the hell of it
But now a days we rappin' to stay relevant
I'm guessin that if we can make some wishes outta airplanes
Then maybe yo maybe I'll go back to the days
Before the politics that we call the rap game
And back when ain't nobody listened to my mix tape
And back before I tried to cover up my slang
But this is for Decatur, what's up Bobby Ray
So can I get a wish to end the politics
And get back to the music that started this sh-t
So here I stand and then again I say
I'm hopin' we can make some wishes outta airplanes

Derrick raised his eyebrows. "Airplanes, by B.o.B.? I didn't think you would like something like that, Claire." She playfully nudged him and turned to Massie.

"So, Mass, tonight some of my friends are having a party; you in?"

"Um, sounds cool. Who's hosting?"

"Dylan Marvil. Her mom's the host of The Daily Grind." Massie raised her eyebrows.

"Wow, that's a huge show. Where is it?" This time it was Derrick who spoke.

"116 Jones Avenue. We could carpool if you want."

"Der, that's a great idea! Mass, are you in?'

"Totally. Well this is the hotel I'm staying at, so I'll see you later."

"'K, well we'll be here to pick you up around seven, so be ready!"

"Thanks, Claire. Bye guys!" Massie shut the door and waved as the limo drove away. She unzipped her purse and took out the hotel key card. She walked inside, humming, but suddenly froze.

"Massie Block, is that you?" Massie slowly turned around and watched as she stepped forward with a sickly sweet smile on her pale face.

Well... what do you think? Good, bad, great, horrible. REVIEW PLEASE!

~Lili 3