Hi people I'm back to write my first non-Inazuma Eleven fic. I started this last summer and man it was tiring doing all that research about designer brands and fashion. Oh well, hope you like it.

The Baxters' House

Ripple's Room

Tuesday, August 31

10:55 p.m.

"Hey, Gwen, let's go over the list again."

"But we already went over it 10 times!"

Gwen Anderson rolls over in her sleeping bag to face the opposite way of her friend Ripple Baxter. Annoyed, Ripple pokes Gwen in the shoulder blade. Gwen then responds by giving Ripple a pissed off glance, but ends up looking at a bright flash of light.

"What the-."

Then she saw that Ripple was shining a flashlight in her face. "Fine, you win." Giggling, Gwen turns back towards Ripple and props herself up on her elbows.

The list that they were talking about was a list that Ripple and Gwen had put together throughout summer. According to Ripple, now that the Pretty Committee, the legendary clique that she admires so much, is in high school, the slot for the it girls of 7th grade are open to the public. And it was going to be Ripple and Gwen who are going to form the clique to take the place of the Pretty Committee. Tomorrow they start 7th grade, and everything had to be perfect.

Ripple unfolds a sheet of paper as Gwen peers from the side. "Do you think we put enough?" Ripple asks for what seemed like the thousandths time. "Popular girls aren't supposed to be insecure," Gwen teases.

On the paper were lines and more lines of typed notes.

Ripple and Gwen's To Do List for 7th Grade

Find girls with beta potential

Recruit girls with beta potential

Form a clique with betas

Name clique

Plan sleepovers every Friday night alternating location to different clique member's house every week

Go shopping or hang out at mall or go window shopping with clique every Saturday morning to afternoon

Make friendship bracelets with clique and wear them every Friday

Spray matching fragrances every Monday

Fight for the spot of the it girls

Claim a lunch table to sit at with clique year-round

Critique everyone who walks by our lunch table

Make up slangs only our clique can understand

Teach clique members shopping rules taught by Kristen

Make in and out lists with clique at sleepover

Take a bunch of cute selfies with clique and put on bulletin board in Ripple's room

"Tomorrow we put bullet point 1 into action," commanded Ripple. But instead of listening to Ripple, Gwen was tapping a fingernail painted perfectly with OPI's Hot & Spicy nail polish on her chin.

"When do we wake up tomorrow?" asked Gwen.

"Ehmagosh! We totally forgot about that!" exclaims Ripple.

"I'd say maybe 7:40, and then we will have time to dress, primp, arrive at school in style, choose our lockers, and get to class on time so we can choose seats next to each other for homeroom."

Ripple seemed to agree, so Gwen settled back into her sleeping bag. "If you don't get enough beauty sleep, you will have sleep bags tomorrow," warns Gwen.

That was enough to convince her friend to finally stop fussing and turn off the flashlight.

When she heard Ripple's soft purrs as she slept, Gwen started feeling anxious. Those words that she said to convince Ripple didn't make her believe all would be fine. In fact, she didn't believe any of those words at all.

Even though Ripple claimed that she was going to be the alpha, Gwen knew that Ripple was actually a beta deep inside with popular-girl wannabe thoughts. Gwen secretly thought that she herself would eventually become alpha because she had a lot more alpha potential then Ripple. After all, she was the responsible friend that would always try to reassure other clique members and take matters into her own hands while Ripple was the brat who only cared about herself. So before the betas arrived and kicked Ripple to beta and boosted her to alpha, she needed to play along as Ripple's number one beta.

Gwen stared at the first day of school outfits that she and Ripple had spent so long matching as she tries to tell herself to fall asleep. But the more she stared, the more anxious she got. Earlier today, she had thought that Ripple's outfit of manolo 'chaos' cuff genuine snakeskin sandals paired with a plain white tie-back pleated cami from Forever 21 over taupe cotton stretch Bermuda shorts by Calvin Klein was an improvement in style for Ripple. It wasn't every day that Ripple would actually listen to fashion advice that says, "Don't wear pink".

But now she looked at it, the outfit seemed boring and beta. After all, who wears plain clothes on the first day of 7th grade? Oh yeah, and the pink Roxy abroad bag that Ripple had decided to use as a backpack? It totally clashed with the taupe and white getup.

Then Gwen moved her focus onto her own outfit. Was the leather of her black Miu Miu peep-toe asymmetric-strap pumps shiny enough? Does her Bongo Junior's knit vest with the tiger design go off as lame or cool? Were her Calvin Klein straight-leg indigo wash jeans totally wrinkle free? Did this outfit say "back to school, time to snooze" or "crank up the fun, it's gonna be a blast"? Would her curls do its normal rebelling or would it go all out volcano explosion? Ehmagawd, what if people think her tiger design looked too un-sophisticated compared to the Miu Miu pumps? Were Bongo shirts even allowed in 7th grade?

Finally admitting that she just couldn't fall asleep, Gwen got up and carefully walked to the clothes.

"8.2," Gwen said to herself as she re-rated Ripple's outfit. The rating had dropped from the previous 9.4 to the current 8.2.

Gwen was still uncertain of her cheap Bongo top, so she decided to use this extra time to choose a new outfit. All summer long, She and Ripple had spent days babysitting, delivering newspapers, doing odd jobs for neighbors, selling unwanted clothing items, walking dogs, cleaning houses for neighbors, helping catering ladies, and selling lemonade that they had earned enough money to buy a 7th grade worthy wardrobe. Or more like a few expensive pieces to mix and match with stylish but not so top class clothes from brands like Forever 21 or Bongo.

When she came over to Ripple's house for their sleepover before the first day of school, Gwen had brought two suitcases full of clothes and shoes that had potential along with her Gucci golden beige soho metallic leather shoulder bag that was going to be her backpack for tomorrow. The bag was over a thousand dollars and took forev-ah to save up for. But then her rich dad saw how she was willing to waste her summer saving up money for it, so he agreed to pay for half the price. Even though her dad was super rich, he never let her buy designer labels with his money so she always had to work to get it. Her dad was all about devotion and saying if she really wanted it so much that she would try to get it herself. The super expensive bag was going to be her stylish school bag for the year, so she promised to be extremely careful to keep it clean and in good shape. Since she had worked all summer, her dad decided to give her a credit card and an allowance of $75 a week as a gift for all her hard work. But he had also warned that if she overspent and couldn't pay up, then he was going to take the credit card and weekly allowance away.

Now, she kneeled down and unzipped her first suitcase. The first thing her hands felt was something cool and smooth. Rubbing her fingers at a corner, she discovered that the fabric was silk. When Gwen shined the flashlight at the silk piece, Gwen found out that it was the cheetah silk shirt in pale ale canyon she had bought from Juicy Couture.

"Will do," Gwen mumbled as she searched for a bottom to match. Maybe a pair of light blue distressed jeans. Or even better, a pair of distressed light blue denim jean shorts.

Sadly, Gwen didn't remember buying anything of distressed denim or any denim shorts, and there was no pair of light blue jeans in this suitcase.

Letting out a sigh of frustration, Gwen unzipped the second suitcase and started digging through it. The first piece she pulled out was the black pleat midi skirt from Ella Moss that she had bought sometime in the summer. "Ugh!" Gwen huffed as she tossed the ugly skirt to the corner of the room. "Why did I even buy this plain thing?"

Then an idea struck. Gwen crawled over to the skirt which had now landed in a heap and picked up the hem to the cheetah shirt. The black matched the spots on the cheetah print. Then Gwen laid the skirt flat on the ground under the silk shirt. The combination gave off a preppy and feminine feeling. Now all she needed was a pair of shoes that would make the outfit say cute, not teacher's work clothes.

The Miu Miu pumps from before were too bold to match this new outfit, so she needed something else. Quickly, she decided on her 'sedaraby' open toe d'orsay manolo pumps in platino. Then Gwen added three thin gold bangles on her left wrist for the finishing touch. The bangles and the gold shoes looked so ah-dorable with the shirt and skirt. If she tied her hair in a low side-ponytail tomorrow, then she would be an easy 9.7 with her signature smoochies sizzle gloss in Turn Up the Heat from Covergirl. Plus, the Gucci bag totally accented the outfit, making her first day with the new bag a big win, and maybe upgrading her to a 9.8 or even a 9.9.

With her newfound satisfaction, Gwen fell asleep peacefully without the worry of being teased for a cheap shirt.