DISCLAMER: I do not and never will own the Clique.
Back in middle school the Pretty Committee ruled OCD, now things have changed. Alicia is the girl that arrives and everyone stares, which did happen before but has gone to new levels, Alicia now on the same level as the 55th anniversary playmate or Megan Fox. Massie fell from grace and now will do anything to get her spot light back, and is doing some questionable things. Dylan is now a major slut after she became a sized two. Kristen is well Kristen nothing to talk about there. Claire just wants to be loved, and is now doing anything for anyone.
If you are a friend with Alicia or Massie you are of course part of the elite, why be an elite if you can't have a little fun? Watch out my gorgeous little monsters sometimes fun turns dangerous, karma here it is time for my gorgeous little monsters to get their just desserts.
So who's hungry?
The warmth of the sun shined over Westchester. The sky was a gorgeous sky blue that sparkled over the dazzling emerald green lawns. Everything in Westchester was exactly how it was suppose to be, perfect. People were just stopping the morning jogs because it was to warm. Girls in miniskirts, Coach head bands, and Balenciaga totes strut around like runway models. Hot guys with Abercrombie worthy abs and Calvin Klein underwear model worthy good looks play football and lacrosse in sexy workout outfits.
Massie Block flashed Dior Diorshow mascara on her eyelashes. She than pouted making sure that her Buxom Lips plumper was working making her lips turn into that super model pout she craved so much. Massie's chocolate brown-colored hair was perfectly parted so it hid part of the bad side of her heart shaped face. Massie than pulled on purple CC Skye oversized crystal earrings on. It was time to go dazzle.
Massie was the kind of girl that you would let turn your life into hell, but it would be better than not being friends with her. She asks you to do something and so you do it, no what………
Is it really a surprise that she rules OCD, the elite college prep school?
Massie sipped her latte feeling the warm liquid flow down her throat. It was still late August, but Massie was preparing for the fall wind to blow in. Massie pulled on her Gryphon leather mini moto jacket over her Abercrombie lace white cami. Alicia Rivera and Massie were side by side clutching Louis Vuitton and Barney's New York bags, Claire Lyons trailed behind watching everyone from the Westchester Mall zooming by in fabulous clothes.
Alicia quickly grabbed a table at Starbucks directly across from some hot seniors from there school, Alicia, Massie, and Claire were juniors. Normally Massie wouldn't give a fuck if four hot guys were sitting across from them but Alicia and Josh Hotz were "broken up", again. So Alicia would most likely, it was a given, flash some random guys at the mall, flirt non-stop, hookup with a stranger, and than get back together with Josh.
"Hurry up bitches!" Alicia winked at the hot seniors.
Massie rolled her eyes wanting to yell at Alicia "Would you just skip this step and get back together with Josh already!" Instead Massie simply sat down on a chair putting her bags on the floor. Claire followed Massie balancing her Iced Passion tea on the table.
"Hello I am wearing stilettos I can't hurry!" Massie pointed at her Sergio Rossi Yvette Ankle Fringe Python Sandals that were four inches tall.
Massie never wore flats around five feet ten Alicia, Massie was five foot and three and a half inches tall.
"I am really tired." Claire moaned rubbing her temples
"Oh I see. Did you and Cam stay up all night if you know what I mean?" Alicia asked
Alicia no surprise there already lost her v-card to Josh Hotz last year. Massie hated how Alicia had so much over her. Alicia was perfect in every way her almond eye sparkled, her glossy black hair was perfectly pulled into a loose bun, and she looked gorgeous in a simple classic Alexander Wang white tank top and Current/Elliott shorts.
"No." Claire defended, but in reality she should have said almost, almost.
"Alicia not all of us can be Spanish sluts." Massie took another sip of her latte
"Speaking of being a slut, who is going to flash those guys with me?" Alicia asked she had a lot to flash, with her double D's.
"Sorry, but I have a boyfriend." Massie responded
"Claire?" Alicia asked her head tilted
"K." Claire responded she was in no position to say no to them.
"One, two, three!" Alicia pulled down her Alexander Wang tank top revealing a Hanky Panky bra, and Claire flashed up her Forever 21 skirt revealing her Victoria Secret lace panties.
Wow my friends are so unpredictable, Massie thought rolling her eyes. She felt s vibrating feeling in the pocket of her super short booty shorts that were over her lacy black tights. Massie looked at her iPhone.
"Ew Dylan texted me." Massie complained the word Dylan could easily be replaced with fake Fendi or dog shit.
"Why?" Alicia asked confused "Oh my god they are coming over!" Alicia was refurring to the hot seniors.
Massie check the news Kristen is dead!
Massie checked the news on her iPhone, Kristen Gregory soccer star, super student found dead in New York City Alley, was the last thing Massie saw. Massie's body fell on the cold floor and so did her heart, breaking into a million pieces.
It is all fun and games until one of our beloved goes missing. I would never do that to Kristen, she is such a sweetheart. Well I thought she was a sweetheart……..
Than I figured out that all of the girls formerly called the Pretty Committee members have done some pretty f-ed up things.
Now I am not a killer but I will be having these Gorgeous Little Monsters wishing they were in Kristen's position………..
"Still
others commit all sorts of evil deeds, claiming karma doesn't
exist.
They erroneously maintain that since everything is empty,
committing
evil isn't wrong. Such persons fall into a hell of endless
darkness
with no hope of release. Those who are wise hold no
such
conception."
-
Bohidharma
