Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Clique characters. That belongs to Lisi Harrison.
Westchester Mall
Starbucks
Tuesday, January 2nd
10:30 a.m.
Massie looked around the Starbucks. It had been years since she had been in Westchester. She sipped her low-fat sugar-free iced vanilla crème, hoping she wouldn't see anyone she knew.
Massie had left junior year and basically disappeared off the face of the Earth. Then about two years ago she came back, her comeback astounding everyone. She started her own magazine – G.L.U – that was bigger than Vogue. Ralph Lauren had asked her to model and then she did a few movies. Massie had never told anyone the real reason she had left and wasn't planning on it. She was madly in love with Derrick and Alpha of W.H.S (Westchester High School). Why would she leave.
Her purple – still her favorite color – iPhone rang, startling her out of her thoughts. She got it out of her Prada bag.
"Hello?" Massie answered into the phone, bored.
"Massie. It's Anna." Anna her assistant answered. "You have a meeting with that Bratz company, for the doll made just like Sophie. 10:45. His name is-"
Massie cut her off. "I don't care what his name is. I have the picture of Sophie and the building is in downtown Westchester right?"
"Exactly. As usual. I'll see you in two days, when you fly back with Sophie's doll. K? Bye." Anna said and hung up.
"Massie walked out of the Mall, just barely avoiding the paparazzi, and into her limo. Quickly, she told the driver directions to the building. She could not be late. This was Sophie's birthday present.
After about ten minutes, of staring out at the passing city, the limo pulled to a stop. Massie strutted out of the limo and just barely caught the elevator. She pushed the 21st floor button and tapped her foot impatiently. All the men were obviously astounded by the brunette's beauty. The door beeped for her floor, she walked out, and into conference room F4.
She sat down on the head chair, waiting for the C.E.O of Bratz Co. to come, so they could discuss a personalized Bratz doll for Sophie. Massie sighed and blew a piece of her hair, out of her eyes. The C.E.O came in, apologized for being late, Massie kept looking forward, and not bothering to turn around to face him.
"Ok, I need this doll by tomorrow. Then, I have to catch my flight." Massie explained, turning around. There was something familiar about the his chocolate brown eyes and hair, but Massie dismissed it. "Here's a picture of my………niece. Sophie. Like I said I'm in a hurry for the doll……Mr.…..?"
Massie handed him the picture. He examined the picture before answering. "Mr. Hotz. Josh Hotz to be exact. Long time no see, Massie."
Yes I'm still writing Criminal's Daughter. I'm having writer's block. I know what the ending is going to be like, but I don't know how to get there. Anyways, I thought this story would be interesting :--) R&R if you like it otherwise I could delete it. ;-) Oh and I promise the Chapters will be longer after this.