Clique of the Quick
A FanFic Crossover of Lisi Harrison's novels, ALPHAS and THE CLIQUE
CHAPTER 1
Skye Hamilton strutted down the hallway, modeling her silver arm warmers for Charlie.
"How are they? I finally convinced the dance instructor to let me wear them," Skye asked.
"They're….glittery," Charlie quietly chuckled. Skye looked ridiculous with leg warmers on her arms, nawt hawt, "Hey, were you listening to Shira this morning?"
"No, why would I? Ohmigud! Do my gold Lois Vuittons clash with my arm warmers?" Skye tugged on a strand of honey blonde hair, biting her lip nervously.
Alphas should never ask for help! Skye scolded herself.
"You look fine," Charlie sneered, ignoring Skye altogether, "Seriously though, did you hear what she said?"
"I told you, N-O! I shouldn't have to spell it out for you, you aren't in kindergarten anymore. You are an alpha."
Charlie sighed, "Well, I thought you might find it interesting that Shira told me that she was building another Alpha Academy."
"So?" asked Skye, awbviously not caring, "Juts more wannabes to beat."
"The school isn't just any Alpha Academy. This Alpha Academy is for boys."
A sexy smile spread across Skye's face, "Did you say….boys?"
Charlie grinned childishly, "I believe I did. Also, she mentioned something about some new kids to replace the other two that got kicked out."
"Why? I thought they weren't getting replaced."
"Shira said it was an offer she couldn't say no to. They offered her ten million dollars to admit their girls to the school. She said they were very 'persuasive'."
"Did she mention who these girls were?" Skye prodded.
"One of them was name Maysie and the other one was…Kuh-laire. I don't know, she said the names weird."
Skye's ears perked but her expression remained focused on her toe nails which she was now painting silver to match her arm warmers, "Never heard of 'em in my life."
"Doesn't matter, you probably won't see them either. They're, like, eighth graders."
"Ohmigud! Nawt cool!" Skye stood up, smearing her nail polish on the plush white floor and spilling the shimmering liquid all over her feet, "OHMIGUD!"
Charlie grabbed a silver arm warmer off Skye's bed and swiped it over her sparkling feet.
"WAIT!" Skye yelped, but it was too late. Her new arm warmers were ruined. And it was awl Charlie's fault.
Charlie gasped, "Oh no! I'm so sorry! It was an absolute accident! It a reflex! Quick thinking!"
"A little too quick!" Skye yelled, "I spent hours working on those at the Sewing Dome! This is so nawt acceptable- CHARLIE BROWNNOSER!"
Skye stormed out, running into the new midget of a muse, Daphne, and getting her Paint the Town Red lipstick all over her boobs, "AGH!" Skye ran back in and slammed the door, "This is the worst day ever!"
CHAPTER 2
"Ehmagawd!" Massie screeched, pulling a Lois Vuitton suitcase behind her and admiring the Jackie O bedroom.
Claire followed, carrying even more suitcases and a small Hello Kitty book bag of her own, "Where's your bed? I'm sick of carrying your tons of make-up and over-priced clothes!" she dropped the suitcases on the floor and plopped her butt on one of the only two that had silver bedspreads.
"I should have brought my satin royal purple duvet," whined Massie, "Now I'm stuck with this itchy…what is this? Cotton?"
Claire peeked at the label at the side, "It's one hundred percent pure silk."
"We'll see about that!" Massie sneered and sat on the only remaining bed and searched the one of the pink plaid Louis Vuittons for her compact, "Ehmagawd- who organized this? Inez?"
Why won't Massie stop complaining? Thought Claire, We've been accepted into the coolest school ever! Maybe it's because the others aren't here, Claire sighed, Whatever it is, I sure wish it would go away!
"Actually," stated Claire, "You did!" she giggled.