A/N: This sort of just popped up in
My mind and I decided to write it.
Hope you like it.
Xoxo_-ForeverMersaydez
Disclaimer: I don't own the Clique.
"It's time to go back." Her mother said.
"But why? I'm so happy here." She replied.
"Because your friends probably miss you. They haven't seen you for five years." Her mother argued.
"They hate me." She whispered. "I'm no one there."
But her mother didn't hear her.
"Get your things packed, dear. We're leaving in two days." Her mother said.
"Alright." She replied, unwilling to fight.
She's not the girl she used to be.
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She heard the sound of her knee-high black and purple Converse hitting the ground in the hallway as she walked towards the office of Westchester High.
"Hello, I'm here to pick up my schedule." She said as she entered the office.
"Of course. You're the girl from Paris, correct?" the lady at the desk asked.
"Yes, I am." She replied.
"Alright then. Here is your schedule. Have a nice day." The lady said.
She walked out of the office, holding her schedule. She looked it over.
"This year is going to suck." She said to herself.
She walked to her locker and put her things in it. She started to walk towards her first class, which happened to be AP Calculus. When she arrived at her class, she opened the door and walked in.
"And who might you be?" The teacher asked.
"I'm the new girl from Paris." She replied.
"Have a seat in the back. Here's your book." The teacher said. Then he went back to his lecture.
Luckily no one had figured out who she was.
She had seen a lot of people that she recognized. For example, there was Claire and Cam who sat next to each other in the back of the room. Chris and Kemp sat in the front with some girls who had probably come from the one of the other private schools in Westchester. Alicia, Dylan, and Kristen sat in the middle of the room. She had yet to spot Derrick, but she didn't want to see him either. She did, however, see Josh Hotz, who was seated in the seat that was farthest from Alicia.
Maybe they broke up. She thought to herself. She'd been gone so long, did she really expect everyone to stay together?
But there were people that she had yet to know. There was a beautiful golden-haired girl that was chatting with Alicia and Dylan. She had deep blue eyes and perfect white teeth. She wondered who this girl was, but it didn't matter.
She herself had changed as well. So that no one would recognize her. Instead of being a brunette, she had dyed her hair black and got purple highlights. She didn't wear a lot of designer clothes anymore either. Instead she wore outfits that showed off how she felt at the moment. Today she was wearing a purple to write love on her arms shirt with black shorts and a purple belt.
She heard the bell ring and walked out of the classroom as quickly as she could. She walked back to her locker and grabbed her poetry book for Lit. class. She got to the class and introduced herself to the teacher. She sat in the back of the room again, hoping not to be noticed by her fellow students.
When everyone was in their seats, the teacher made everyone read a few poems and write their own poems. As the end of class neared, the teacher stepped outside for a moment and everyone started talking. But she was so into her poem that she didn't notice the shadow standing over her until he started to speak.
"She walks in Beauty, like the night
Of cloudness climes and starry skies,
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes..."
She looked up to see Josh Hotz looming over her desk.
"Hello." She said.
"Your very beautiful." He said. "You look very familiar too."
He squinted his eyes to get a better look at her, but she looked towards the ground. He leaned in closer. He put his hand on her chin and tilted her face up.
He was very surprised.
He spoke her name, and her suddenly his hand on her face seemed to grow very hot.
"Massie Block."