Changed
Chapter 1
I walked down the long hallway, thinking about everything that had happened since me and Layne's big fight. I had allowed Massie Block to totally transform me. But, I didn't feel bad about it. She had lied to me, and ditched me. I looked like a model in a green and black Kimono top, and skinny black jeans.
Another major thing had happened. Me and Alicia were done. I had stolen Massie, and I had stolen Josh's heart. Needless to say, she was plenty mad at me. I dumped her, and kicked her out before Massie, Dylan and Kristen could do anything about our fight. Massie had immediately taken my side, and I was glad. Massie was a much better friend than Alicia Rivera.
That's when I saw her. She was combing her ultra straight black hair, and was wearing an orange Ralph Lauren halter top, and skinny white Citizens. She pretended not to see me. Tenth grade and we were done. I sighed, and ran to find Massie. She was talking to Debbie White, an eleventh grader. When Massie saw me, she turned away from Debbie. "What, Kuh-laire?" I cocked my head. Massie needed to stop. I had all the power now that I was alpha over hair. "I need to talk to you alone." She rolled her eyes like it was a tremendous bother, but followed me to the other end of the hall.
I looked into her amber eyes. "Massie? Do you know if Kristen and Dylan have been speaking to Alicia?" Massie gave me a dirty look. "No, but does it matter? Alicia didn't do anything to them." I was taken aback. Was she crazy? I was the Claire Lyons. No one talked to me like that. Massie tugged at her fancy side braid. "Kuh-laire, stop with the I'm-to-cool act. Nobody's buying it. You're still the LBR of the group." I was shocked. "Whatevs! Go find your group of back-stabbing rats. I don't need you." Massie stared at me for a long time. For exactly five minutes. "Besides," I smirked. "I have to get ready for my new movie debut in Hollywood. No LBR's allowed." Massie glared. "Then you shouldn't be allowed in, Claire," Massie snapped. I could tell she was jealous because of my new hit with the Jonas Brothers. I craned my neck. "Massie, stop-" Massie held out her palm.
"Kuh-laire, you're never going to be A-list, no matter how hard you try. You will always be the same Orlan-dull wannabe you were when you first came here." I stomped my Prada heel into the ground. Massie was going too far. Who the heck did she think she was?
Massie examined her nails, and then stared at my nails. "You could use a decent pedicure, Kuh-laire. Did you know there's something called nail polish?" I blushed, and Massie smiled, because she knew she had gotten the best of me, and I hated that. Massie was about to get thrown out if she didn't watch it….. Massie then said softly, "Sorry about that ugly hair lip." This was the last draw. "Massie? You're out!" Massie smiled in a sneaky way. "You've changed, Kuh-laire. You've changed."