What Doesn't Kill You
A Clique Fan Fiction
Chapter 1

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone
What doesn't kill you makes a fighter
Footsteps even lighter
Doesn't mean I'm over cause you're gone

Massie Block was back. She was officially back in Westchester and life couldn't be more perfect. Well, that was a total lie, but to the outside world, her life was just as picture perfect as it had always been. And she'd never bother to correct the pubic opinion. She sighed as she studied her reflection in the mirror. Sure, she looked better than before, with her long dark chocolate brown hair that was at the perfect thickness and just glossy and wavy enough to look one hundred percent natural. Her amber eyes were bright and piercing and her nose was just an adorable little ski slope. She had her queen bitch smirk on her face and she was tall, skinny, and all muscle with a perkier butt than ever and a chest to match even Alicia's. Her skin was tanned and a purple streak fell into her face. But, on the inside, she felt like death.

But how could she not? Her father had cheated on her mother with a bleached blonde idiot. Who didn't even have straight teeth! And then James Conrad, her boyfriend, had cheated on her with her best friend. Haven Swift was supposed to be her best friend. The two girls had met because of cheerleading. James played rugby and they cheered for Rugby at KISS, her school in London. Haven was picture perfect, with golden blonde hair, navy blue eyes and a tanned perfectly symmetrical baby face. The girls had added Autumn Goldsmith, the best gymnast in the school to their clique shortly after. Autumn was in Massie's gymnastic classes and was the ideal sporty girl with short jet black hair and grey blue eyes, she could roll out of bed and look amazing. The fourth member of their group was Cleo Collins, the brainiac of the school with her wine red hair and emerald eyes. The four girls were the ultimate girls at school and a force to be reckoned with. Nobody said no to them. Absolutely nobody.

Then, right at the beginning of her sophomore year of high school, after a year and a half of living in London, her mom had caught her father and Britney Lee, his soon to be wife. As soon as the plans were made to move back to Westchester after that school year was finished, Massie had caught Haven and James together. Shortly after, Massie lost all of her friends. She'd gone through a more traumatizing experience in that one year in London than she'd gone in 13 years in Westchester. And she'd been through a lot in Westchester.

But at OCD, Massie ruled. And she knew it. She was going to be the ultimate girl again. Nobody had to know the truth. She was going to be the best thing to happen to Westchester since...well, since she was born. She smirked as she studied her reflection in the mirror for a moment longer. Her dark denim cut off short shorts had a brown braided belt through the loops and she wore a brown tank top with a horse's head on it. She'd paired it with a pair of simple brown flats. During her stay in London, Massie had become one of the girls in a Luke Bryan music video. She was strictly country and she loved it. After all, she'd been brought up a lady and ladies love country boys, right?

"What do you think Bean?" She asked her pug. The pug responded loyally with ten barks. Massie smirked. She was ready to rule.

~...~

You think you got the best of me
Think you had the last laugh
Bet you think that everything good is gone
Think you left me broken down
Think that I'm come running back
Baby you don't know me, cause you're dead wrong

Alicia Rivera was heartbroken. She had been since freshman year when Josh Hotz had dumped her. He'd clearly thought she'd come begging for him back. But, after a year of Alicia showing no interest in him, he moved on. Right to Claire Lyons. And he hadn't looked back since. Sure, Alicia was gorgeous and could easily get almost any other boy in school she wanted with a snap of her fingers, but the only boy she wanted was Josh. And she wasn't getting him anytime soon. She pulled her glossy, wavy, jet-black hair into a low ponytail and adjusted the mini cowboy hat she'd paired with her ensemble. She was strictly a country girl now, ever since her family vacation to Texas the summer between Freshman and Sophomore year. She'd loved how happy everyone there was, how friendly. And she'd fallen in love with the style. Today she wore a distressed denim mini skirt, frayed at the bottom, with dark brown cowboy boots and a brown plaid button down with sleeved rolled to the elbows and tied right at her belly button.

Alicia had gone from popular to a nobody in a day. And it hadn't been because of Josh. Massie, her best friend, had moved and it was a slow decline after that. She was meant to be the alpha and she was doing a great job. Until Dylan started dating Derrick. Until Dylan started a new clique. And before Dylan spread a rumor about Alicia. Then, suddenly Dylan and her new friends were the Pretty Committee and ruled OCD while Alicia and her one true friend she had left were the LBRs they'd always mocked. They had three of the most sought after Briarwood boys on their side though. And one of them happened to be the hottest guy in school-the hottest single guy that is.

Alicia sighed, her brown eyes bright but glossed over with sadness. She sighed as she turned on her heel and grabbed her bag and her Droid. She started walking downstairs and outside, towards her navy blue BMW convertible when the dark black limo-so black it was almost purple-with purple tined windows pulled into her driveway. Alicia paused, her rose red lips parting just slightly in shock. It couldn't be.

The window slowly opened and a perfect head of dark hair, eyes covered by purple Gucci glasses, popped out of it. A perfectly manicured hand removed the glasses slowly and amber eyes locked on Alicia, surveying her.

"Well? Get in loser," Massie Block replied easily.

"You're back?" Alicia couldn't move, she was completely frozen.

"Didn't you get my messages?" Massie asked, her iPhone 4G already being glared at as she pressed buttons. Alicia grabbed her phone and stared at it.

1 New Message
MASSIE BLOCK

She opened it and grinned as she read it. She hurried into the limo and squealed as she hugged her best friend.

~...~

Thanks to you I've got a new thing started
Thanks to you I'm not the broken hearted
Thanks to you I'm finally thinking about me
You know in the end
The day you left was just my beginning
In the end...

Kristen Gregory had gotten rejected and dumped multiple times. Boys thought they could just walk all over her. They were totally wrong. After her most recent break-up...with Dempsey Solomon, back in eighth grade, she'd sworn off relationships. As soon as the words had been said, her father had gotten a new job, better than his old one. Her family was suddenly rich again. She lived in a mansion, no more apartments for her. She didn't have to worry about picture perfect grades or being the best soccer player in the school. She didn't need to wear mom approved outfits. She could be Kristen again. She could be the person she really was at long last. And she loved it.

Of course, it was hard to stay single when the school's biggest player had a crush on you-had told you he'd settle down if he could just have you. If he'd already started to change just to get you. It was even harder when you actually liked this guy too. Kristen sighed, fixing her light denim skinny jeans that went right into her cowboy boots perfectly. She wore a cute white-brown blouse that fell off of the shoulders and her hair was braided. After the trip she'd taken with her best friend to Texas, she'd found it hard to stop wearing all the clothes she'd purchased while there. Especially after she and Alicia had been featured in that Brad Paisley music video. She knew they'd been picked for their looks, but, hey, it was fun.

Kristen grinned as she grabbed her Droid Razr which was vibrating on her bed. She swing her braided back over her shoulders and started out of her room.

She had one new text message from Alicia, her best friend in the entire world. The only friend she had actually, besides Massie. And Massie was in London...

Alicia: I've got a surprise for you! Look for the purple limo in your driveway!

Kristen frowned. There was only one person in the world who would want a purple limo. There was only one person in the world who could possibly get a purple limo. But she was supposed to be in London. She'd moved there years ago. There was no way...Kristen hurried towards the driveway and sprinted towards the limo that was waiting for her. She springed into it and dropped onto a seat, grinning as she faced her best friend.

She meant to greet the girl she hadn't seen in years, but it didn't work that way.

"Dylan took over! She's the alpha of the PC and her betas are Claire and Olivia! And they've got Josh, Derrick, and Dempsey-and Dune, sorta...kinda...I don't know, it's hard to explain. I'm so-" Massie held a hand up to shut her up.

"I know. And don't worry. We'll be back on top soon." She grinned. And that's when the two best friends hugged and were properly reunited.