How The Clique Became The Clique
Chapter one
Dlyan
" Today on The Daily Grind we have with us Mr. Block the richest man in Westchester. So, Mr. Block tell us how you became this sucsessful." asked Mrs. Marvil the host of The Daily Grind.
" Well, it all started back when I met my wife Kendra. She inspired me to..." Mr. Block went on as Massie watched back stage as she rolled her eyes. Her dad could talk forever and ever, this show would at least take an hour longer. Maybe even longer. Massie took out her cell phone and dialed her mom`s number.
" Mom, can we go home now please!" Massie whined in to the phone.
" No honey, we are here to support your father. It will only be a little longer." Mrs. Block told Massie as she rolled her eyes again.
" Mom can you please let me stay home alone from now on. I am old enough to stay home alone. Westchester is so safe and besides, all my friends stay home alone." Massie told her mother as she sighed. All her "friends" didnt like her. Massie couldnt wait till she was in middle school. She would have friends, and everyone was going to a differnt middle school then she was.
" Honey, please just be supportive to your father. Listen, i promise you that this will be done in less than an hour. Bye!" Mrs. Block hung up and Massie walked toward the snack bar. Massie looked at all the food. all fatting things like donuts, cupcakes, and cookies.
" I would pick the cupcakes, they are lowfat and are so delious. I already had three of them, and where only 3 grams a fat per one." Massie looked up to see a red haired girl, a little chubby with icing all over her mouth.
Dlyan took another bite into the Cupcake. Gross! I though as I pick up the only not fattning thing, water.
" So Massie, how long do you think we will be here for?" asked Dylan as she put the last piece of the cupcake into her mouth. This girl is starting to get annyoing. I think I am going to tell her I need to leave. Massie though.
" Sorry, I know I am a little pushy and gross. I was joking about the food. I only had one, I am on a diet and any way I would eat that much." Dlyan explained as she took a napkin and wipped her mouth. Dlyan stuck about her hand. Massie was confused for a second, and then got it. Dlyan wanted to shake hands. Massie didnt want to, but she had to be polite, so she shook Dlyans hand.
" So Massie what d you want to do. This show will a least go on for 2 more hours. We can go see if there is any cute boys who are working back stage. There is one cute guy, he is the sound guys son. He is really nice to. So what do you say?" Dlyan asked and used her puppy dog face. Now she is talking. Well I mean, what have I got to lose. Sure Dlyan. So where should we start, the sound crew or the stage crew?" Massie asked as she and Dlyan walked away laughing.
" Ohhh, by the way my name is Dylan, Dlyan Marvil. My mom is the host of well this show" Dlyan pointed to the black curtin with a little space, enough to see the shining red hair of Mrs. Marvil.
" Hi I am Massie. Thats my dad out there. The richest man in Westchester." Massie said as she picked up a water.
" Cool it must be so much fun having a rich dad. I would know that cause my dad is rich two.