Hola! For all you Clique fans out there, I thought I would try my "genius" out on these stories.
Thump, tap, tip, plop. Every rain drop fell onto the roof of the Marvil house, making a different noise each time. Dylan sat at her desk. She had a report due tomorrow and was in no mood to write it. Instead she side stepped to talking with Massie. She signed onto her new screen name. Massie had insisted that they switch their screen names when they started the boy fast.
Sexy&Single: Hey Massie! How's it been?
BlockinBoys: Fine Dyl. What's up? Finished your essay?
Sexy&Single: No. I have no clue what to write.
BlockinBoys: What to you have to write?
Sexy&Single: I have to write about the importance of non-violent solutions in a in a typical school environment.
BlockinBoys: Ohhh. Ouch. Well, you could say that if they talked it out or paid for a therapist. Or if people would just not start punching peoples faces out. But it's not like that stuff happens at OCD. But I got to go Dyl. Dinner.
Sexy&Single: Ok. Bye Massie.
Massie logged off of AIM and headed down to dining room.
"Hey Mase. How was your day?" her father accused her as she sat down in her chair.
"Um…Fine. Is anything wrong?" she replied as she set her napkin in her lap.
"Yes, darling. There is." her mother cut in as Massie started to fill her plate with a piece of steak and some mashed potatoes. "Your father and I got a call from your principal today. She was very upset."
"Why?" Massie asked before taking a bite of steak.
"She told us of how you have skipped a lot of your classes to some unknown place." her father finished.
"That was once, and I'm over It." she lied quickly as she pushed her mashed potatoes across her plate.
"Are you sure, darling? This isn't going to be anything continuous?" her mother asked grabbing hold of her hand.
"…No mom. I'm fine. Can't we just leave it now?"
"I think not Massie. For the next year you and all off your friends will be taking time to talk to each other." he said and took his first bite of food, dismissing the subject.
Massie finished the last of her meal and dismissed herself to her room. She immediately called Claire and waited impatiently as the phone rang over and over again.
"Hullo?..." answered the voice of Claire Lyons.
"Ku-laire! Emagawd! My parents are making us go to a therapist." she yelled out as fast as she could.
She heard a chuckle from the phone and then, "Just joking. Leave a message and I'll get back to y-… TODD! GIVE ME MY PHONE! BEEP
"KU-LAIRE!! UHHH! Answer your phone and call me back Ay Sap. bye." she said before she slid shut her mint chocolate. The whole Pretty Committee had gotten the Version Chocolates. Massie had the mint, Claire had the brand new blueberry chocolate, Alicia had the raspberry, Dylan had the white chocolate, and Kristen had the chocolate. They were so chic. Massie tried Alicia Next. It rang twice before Alicia picked up.
"Emagawd! Massie! Did your parents tell you about going to therapy?" she blurted out before Massie could even talk.
"YES! Did your parents tell you to? I can't believe they are making The Pretty Committee go to therapy!" she blurted back.
"…Massie it's not only The Pretty Committee. The Briarwood Boys are going to." Alicia said quietly after a long pause.
"… No way?!" she said before her Mac screen exploded with IM's from TPC and the BB. "Oh, no. this won't be easy. This is my parents fault."
Massie walked over to her Mac and started to answer her IM's. She started with the Pretty Committee.
LovelessLyon: MASSIE!!! I AM NOT GOING TO THERAPY!!!
Greegsguysgone: MASSIE! WHAT'S UP WITH THERAPY!
Sexy&Single: New surprise much? Since when does the PC need pro. Help?
Now for the Briarwood Boys.
Shorts4Life: BLOCK! WHATS GOING ON IN YOUR MIND? YOU THINK THIUS FIXES EVERYTHING?
C.soCcerPlaya: WHOS IDEA WAS THIS? THIS IS SO OUTRAGEOUS!
LotsOHotz: What's up with this? My mind is fine. I don't need therapy!
PlvrtPlaya: what's going on?
BetaBoyHata: Massie? Say it ain't so?
Massie replied to all.
BlockinBoys: Yes. It's true and I hate it more than I hate Derrick.
She hit enter and waited for the replies. Nothing happens for minutes. No one was typing. The first movement was when derrick signed off about three minutes after she hit enter. She sighed and grabbed her mint. There was going to be an emergency PC meeting right now.
Bring bikini and sleepover supplies! Meet in spa A sap. E.M.!
!Massie
Time to form a plan to be formed! And the best part. They had all summer.
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