Octavian Country Day
Front Entrance
October 3rd
7:21 a.m.

Taylor Hotz stood before the entrance to Octavian Country Day, accompanied by Ana Ryans, Emily Smith, Nadia Tims, and Lucy Fusk.

"Remember, Victoria's probably looking for signs of defeat. And we haven't been defeated. Have we girls?" Taylor eyed each of them carefully, wanting her words to get into their heads.

"Nope," Ana twirled a brown curl around her index finger. Taylor glared. She dropped her finger.

"Good." Taylor grinned.

If everything went as planned, Victoria Harrington would be exposed as the liar she was. Just two weeks ago, at the dance, Victoria had shown up with Henry, Ivy's crush. Of course, Victoria thought she had won, no one had caught on. But Taylor had.

"C'mon." Taylor turned on her Miu-Miu clad heel and into OCD, her polished head held high.

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"Victoria!" Massie Harrington shouted up the stairs. "Get a move on!"

With one final swipe of Glossip Girl lip gloss across her lips, Victoria stood back to admire her reflection.

Her dirty blond hair had been curled and thrown over one shoulder to showcase the diamond in her left earlobe. She had on a Kathy cuffed top by Alice and Olivia, black skinny jeans, and leather riding boots. Victoria grabbed her bag and hurried down the stairs.

Riding alone in the Range Rover her mom prefered over anything, Victoria had time to think.

Henry Parker had been her date to the couples dance and had tried to kiss her. Like, lip kiss. It was scary because Victoria had never been kissed by a guy. She took a deep breath, feeling like a beta.

Taylor Hotz had smirked knowingly at her as Victoria had danced with Henrry and she almost felt bad about stealing him away from Ivy. But then she reminded herself that Henry was too hawt for her beta, no matter how pretty Ivy was.

Just then, Roy, the driver, pulled to a stop in front of Ivy's house.

Ivy was the daughter of Dylan Logan, host of the Daily Grind. Ivy looked a lot like the famous talk show host with her red curls and bright green eyes. Like most redheads, her face and arms were splattered with freckles. She constantly worried about her weight, though she was twig.

"Hey chicadee!" Ivy sang as she settled in beside Victoria.

Victoria eyed her friend's had on a navy blue dress under a white blazer. To make her taller, she had on heels, per usual.

"Cute. Love the clutch,"she pointed at Ivy's quilted Chanel clutch.

"Same." Ivy shook out her curls.

The next stop was Kylie and Sara Fisher, twin blonds. The only thing that set them apart were their eyes. Sara's right eye was blue and Kylie's was green. From what Victoria knew, they got the different colored eyes from their dad, the soccer coach at Briarwood.

"Jacob's getting serious," Kylie announced as she got in.

Jacob Saldrone was Kylie's boyfriend, the guy Sara had asked for her to the dance two weeks ago. They seemed to be the only couple that had lasted after the dance.

"Whaddya mean?" Ivy asked.

"Wait until we have Morgan." Kylie smirked at her twin, who was obviously in the know.

Thankfully, it didn't take long until they stopped at Morgan's house.

Despite being adopted, Morgan Gregory was so much like Kristen Gregory it wasn't even funny. Just like her adoptive mother, Morgan was the star of OCD's soccer team and top over nearly every class. Unlike Kristen, though, her hair was dark brown and impossibly curly with eyes to match.

"Kylie has news!" Victoria told her once she was in. Morgan had been her first friend at OCD and felt closest to her at times.

Morgan's dark brows shot up. "Tell."

"Jacob kept trying to make moves at the dance," Kylie licked her lips. "I think he wants to kiss me."

Victoria stiffled her laughter. So she wasn't the only one.

"Did you?" Ivy asked.

"What?" Kylie asked, tilting her head.

"Kiss?"

Sara giggled. "No."

They arrived at OCD and Victoria suddenly felt eyes on her. It was true, then. She was the new alpha at Octavian Country Day, just like she had wanted.