Massie Block: Still large and in charge in the Pretty Committee. Just because she's a freshmen doesn't mean her reputation of trendsetting and just being Massie, the Great doesn't have to end does it? When Massie is offered a spot in the Beautiful Quadruple, what will the fate of the Pretty Committee be?

Claire Lyons: Still grieving over Cam's death. But then she meets Will Chad Ray, yup that's his name, who's the first person to touch her heart since Cam. Can she ever forgive herself for Cam's death and move on?

Alicia Rivera: She's FINALLY going out with Josh Hotz and the relationship is becoming very heated. But the new artsy kid, Geoffrey Castro, has his eyes on Alicia and he claims he ALWAYS gets what he wants. How far will Geoffrey take it until he finally gets the hint?

Dylan Marvil: Is beyond hurt that her beloved Chris Plovert is in a deep relationship with Olivia Ryan. So she starts developing an eating disorder. How far will her body obsession take her to feel like she's loved?

Kristen Gregory: Her mom is totally worried that highschool will turn her into a 'badgirl', not knowing that she is one already so she enrolls her in 'Teens for Christ'. Kristen becomes very holy and starts hanging out with her Prayer Group buddies and slowly breaks away from the Pretty Committee. Will this be the end of it?

SEPTEMBER FOURTH SUNDAY BLOCK HOUSE , MASSIE'S ROOM 9:09 PM

Massie Block carefully studied her personalized mannequin. It sported a white pleated skirt with a purple belt that had stunning diamonds attatched to it and a purple Hilfiger sweater.

"I dunno, Bean. It lack something. Something mature. Something you would wear to highschool." Massie petted her tiny puppy.

"Something sexy?" Claire said from the doorway.

Massie smirked. "Way to invade a girl's privacy, Kuh-laire." Massie scooted over to make room for Claire on her bed.

"I can't believe it. I can't believe we're finally going to highschool." Claire said staring at Massie's gorgeous outfit. She still hadn't decided what she was going to wear tomorrow for the first day of Westchester Highschool which was a private school just like OCD except it would be co-ed since the boys at Briarwood Academy would be joining them.

"Well, believe it." Massie said with her head high. "New school, new friends, new boy-" Massie caught herself before she said it.

Claire sighed. "It's okay, Mass. You could say it." It's been five months since it all happened. Claire's one and a half year boyfriend Cam, had died. It was right in the middle of May. They got into a fight over the stupidest thing. He was jealous that Claire always went out with the Pretty Committee to meet guys. Massie didn't have that problem since she had broken up with her boyfriend Derrington a month before flirting season had began. Claire had argued like hell and Cam was so pissed off he went on a joyride with his buddies who knew how to drive. Claire was depressed ever since. She knew that she shouldn't blame herself but she knew Cam and if he wasn't upset he would've said no to his friends.

"Claire, think of it this way. It'll finally let you, you know, see what's out there for you boy-wise. There are so many boys that want to be with you but you just can't shut them out forever." Massie said. Massie always spoke from the bottom of her heart and Claire realized what she was saying.

"I guess so."

"So, what are you wearing tomorrow, hun?" Massie said desperately changing the subject. She hated it when her friends were down in the dumps.

"No clue. I was hoping that I could borrow something from you. If that's okay." Claire pushed her blond bangs out of her eyes. She reminded herself that she needed to trim them.

Massie smiled and walked over to her closet. "Skirt or jeans? Sweater or polo? I bet we could brew something delish for ya."

SEPTEMBER FIFTH MONDAY 6:56 PM BLOCK HOUSE, MASSIE'S ROOM

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Massie stared at the orange stain on her white skirt as she scurried around in her Victoria's Secret underwear hopping here and there.

"Bean! What in the world am I supposed to wear?" She yelled at her dog who hid under her bed, afraid.

The familiar beep of the intercom interrupted Massie's panic zone. 'Massie, how many times do I have to tell you that the highschool start thirty minutes earlier than OCD? You need to hustle, young lady. Claire and Isaacare waiting outside this very minute.' Her mom said annoyed.

Massie picked the first thing she saw which were light-washed jeans that had a flower patch on it.

Ohgawd why isn't this in the trash, Massie thought to herself. She put it on anyway, grabbed her Louis Vuitton knapsack and ran out the door.

She slid into her car next to Claire.

"Kuhlaire! You look perfect in the outfit." Massie gushed. Claire wore a dark denim skirt that hugged her body in all the right places. She had on a turquoise Ralph Lauren polo and she even popped the collar.

"So do you." Claire smiled. "But those jeans weren't on your mannequin last night was it?"

"Oh gawsh, don't even bring it up. Orange juice plus me plus cute skirt plus first dayof school jitters equals a TOTAL disaster." Massie sighed.

Since it was the first day of school the rest of the Pretty Commitee decided to get rides of their own to school. It made Massie even more nervous that she didn't have the rest of her group to back her up when she made her entrance inside the school.

SEPTEMBER FIFTH MONDAY (Westchester Highschool, Massie's Locker) 7:31 AM

Massie and Claire had departed ways 10 minutes earlier in search for their locker. Turns out Massie's was right next to the girl's bathroom which was perfect since she could stroll in and out of it whenver she went to her locker.

"FUCK ! WHERE ARE MY MEATBALLS?" The girl who's locker was next to her shouted.

"Excuse me?" Massie said.

"Heh, Princess, you're excused, I need it for the First Day of School Fundraiser at lunch thankyou very much." The girl had long blond hair with caramel highlights. She looked orange and Massie knew that someone went overboard with tanning spray. She was about to give a good comeback when she realized where she was. She wasn't in OCD anymore. Only the freshmens knew how much power she had and no one cared what freshmens thought.

Massie frowned and opened her locker. The girl noticed the sad look on her face.

"Hey, Princess, don't take it seriously. I'm Lacey by the way. I'm a junior. You must be a freshie. Mmmm.. I love the smell of it." Lacey said sniffing Massie.

Massie backed away. Okay, you freak, Massie thought.

She looked down at the paper that was sent to her a week before. She didn't have anyone else to ask and the bell was about to ring any minute.

"Hey, do you know where homeroom 981 is?" Massie said handing the paper over to Lacey.

"Yeauh. I'll take you there. Hold on a sec." Lacey shut her locker and they were about to make their way through the crowded hallway when everyone stopped dead in their tracks.

Three beautiful girls were making their way down the hallways. Everyone turned their heads to look at them.

"Who are they? And why is everyone so gaga?" Massie said wondering what was so special about the trio making a catwalk past drooling guys and jealous girls.

"The Beautiful Quadruple. Their like the most popular girls in school. Gosh, I hate them." Lacey said.

"If they're the Beautiful Quadruple then why is there only three of them?" Massie said curiously.

"Because they haven't picked a freshmen yet. There's only one in each grade. See the brunette in the middle?" Massie spotted her. She wore a Juicy Couture shirt and a pink skirt that was almost identical to Massie's white one. "She's the senior. Her name is Ryanna . She's the nicest one out of them. All the guys love her."

Massie nodded. "And who's that blond one?" Massie pointed to the tallest one who looked like the most energetic. She was the one who was waving to everynody and talking the loudest. She had dark denim stick jeans and a red tanktop that said 'Suga n Spice' across her boobs.

"Oh.. that's Anais,the junior. She's a blast.. if you're her friend. She can totally make your life a living hell if you mess with her." Lacey sighed making a face. "I'm the second one."

"And the last girl?" Massie asked.

"That's Camilla. She's the newest member of the Beautiful Quadruple, obviously. She's so tiny, I thought I stepped on her one time. Anyway, she's totally quiet but she backstabs like a bitch." Lacey said. Camilla did look quiet. She was the shortest out of all of them. She had on a Ralph Lauren jean dress. She was still pretty with her long brown hair and side bangs."Now can we quit worrying about THEM."

Massie followed Lacey. "So that means that they're gonna pick a freshmen right?"

"Right."

"And soon right?" Massie noticed that the Beautiful Quadruple was looking at her and smirking. Actually, not at HER. At her pants.

Massie shuddered. Gawd, why did I have to freaking drink orange juice this morning, Massie thought.

Lacey noticed Massie had stopped walking.

"C'mon, Princess, why are you stopping?" Lacey looked at where Massie was staring. The three girls were heading straight for them.

"Hello, Lacey. Who's your new friend?" Anais asked.

Massie swallowed,positioning her legs in an unnatural way to try and hide the flower patch.

"Her name is Prince-." Lacey stopped herself. "Actually, I've been calling you Princess this whole time. What's your name?"

Massie didn't like this. She didn't like that upperclassmen could make her feel so un ... powerful. So unlike herself. The four girls stared at her and it felt like the first day of kindergarten all over again with the first graders picking on her.

"Massie Block." Ryanna answered for her.

"How do you know?" Massie asked. She amazed but yet flattered.

"My cousin. You know? Becca Wilder? Yeah, she talks about you all the time. You're like the most popular girl of your grade or something like that." Ryanna said in a bored fashion.

Massie smiled nervously.

"Nice pants." Camilla simply said and with that, the three girls continued their runway walks down the hallway.

CURRENT STATE OF THE UNION

INOUT

JEANS W/ FLOWER PATCHES WHITE PLEATED SKIRTS

HIGHSCHOOOLMIDDLE SCHOOL

BEAUTIFUL QUADRUPLE

Massie stopped herself before she entered what she was about to put on her PalmPilot. Was it really true? If she had the chance, would she dump the Pretty Committee for the Beautiful Quadruple?