The Hamptons

Chapter 1

Clare's POV:

Ali and I were currently sitting at my pool, with our feet in the water. It was a hot summer's day in Beverly Hills and I could feel the vitamin C soaking into my pores. Me and Ali both lived in Beverly Hills, I guess you could say we were loaded, well our dad's were. Both of our dads worked as executive's for a big company, I don't really know what they did all I know is that they made a lot of money. We both used to live in Toronto Canada, until our dads got a partnership together, so they decided to move us here. It was so hard adjusting at first but then it got better. I know you must be thinking that I'm just a spoiled little rich girl but I'm not. I use most of my allowance for donations to hospitals and charities, unlike Ali who uses her last dime on the newest designer fashions. It's not like I dressed like a bum, I dressed nice and was up to date with my fashion, but I didn't blow all my money on clothes. That's how I liked it and that's how it was until Ali convinced my dad that I needed a bigger allowance. She told him that I needed more money so I could give to the less fortunate and still have money to spend on myself. I insisted that it wasn't necessary but my dad went along with it anyways. I guess I could say that it all turned out for the better. I used to spend most of my money on donations, and barely had enough for clothes let alone being able to go out with my friends, but now I can. I was brought out of my thoughts when my dad walked outside talking on his new IPhone 5. He walked over to wear we were sitting and finished up his phone call.

Mr. Edwards-"Hey girls, ok so this is the plan for the weekend. Ali's father and I have a very important business trip, and both of your mothers are on their annual Iceland Botox treatment trip, which means you two will be all alone for two weeks. You two can either stay here, at Ali's house, or vacation anywhere. So, what's it going to be?"

Before I could even speak Ali blurted out my worst nightmare.

Ali-"The Hamptons!"

Me-"Aw come on Ali do we really have to go to the Hamptons?"

Ali-"uh yeah! Duh, the next two weeks is fashion week in the Hamptons, meaning everybody who's anybody will be there. Fashion shows, hot guys, clothes…..designer clothes." She pealed herself off of her lounge chair and picked up her Hampton magazine. She walked over to me and shoved the magazine in my face.

Ali-"Look, doesn't it look amazing?" I had to give it to her, it did look amazing, especially the spa that they had. Lately I had been working overtime at the nursing home. I know, why would a rich girl like me want to work there, well it's important to me. My muscles were tense and I could use a good massage. I flipped a few more pages of the magazine.

Me-"It does look amazing, but what about all the little bimbo bitches that are going to be there? You know me and you both don't mix well with them." Ali gave me a promising look.

Ali-"It'll all be fine. I'll have our body guards on speed dial and they will stay in the hotel down the street, we have enough publicity as it is." She gave me another hopeful look.

Ali-"Please, please, please. Clare please."

Me-"Oh alright, but if there is one bit of trouble we are leaving. You know you have a record for beating those bimbo's asses."

Ali squealed and jumped in my arms to hug me. My dad just looked at us like we were crazy.

Mr. Edwards-"Well, then that's settled. I'll call the limo on the way to the jet. Go get packed and I'll see you guys in two weeks."

He walked over to us to hug us and then he was gone. I normally avoided these kinds of weekends and weeks. I wasn't like Ali and wanted to go. I normally did everything I could to stay away. It just got so hectic with fashion week and everything was so competitive. And trust me when you mix stuck up rich bitches, hot guys, and designer clothes things tended to get ugly. But I guess I could handle two weeks for my best friend. I mean she was really the only one I had other than Fiona who we barely got to see because her mom forced her into boarding school in Paris, France.

Ali-"Come on, we have to go pack." She bent down and scooped her things into her arms. I hardly had any time to get my things before she dragged me inside my house and upstairs to my room. I dumped all my things on my bed and sat down.

Ali-"Okay, get a shower, get ready and get packed. I'm going to my house real quick to get ready and packed. I'll meet you back here in an hour."

Before I could even reply she was out the door and screaming from the stairs.

Ali-"I MEAN IT CLARE YOU BETTER BE READY AND PACKED!"

I giggled to myself, remembering the last time we went on vacation together. She had gone home to get ready and packed but when she came back I had fallen asleep naked on my bed, from getting a shower. Needless to say she had a fit. I knew I better get this over with seeing as how that hour would turn into 30 minutes because she lived right next door to me. I got up and walked into my big ass bathroom. I jumped into the shower. When I was done I got out and walked into my closet to get dressed. I decided on just a comfy pair of skin tight sweat pants, and a cute tee-shirt.

I went into my bathroom again and did my whole hair and makeup routine. When I was done I grabbed all my bathroom necessities and put them into my black and white Prada bathroom bag. When I had everything I needed from the bathroom I moved on to my clothes. I packed everything I would need, but I was a little stuck on what I needed to take because I had no idea what I would be wearing or doing. Right during my time of need Ali came bounding up the stairs and looked at me in disgust.

Me-"What?"

Ali-"You aren't seriously wearing that are you?"

Me-"Yes, why?" she laughed.

Ali-"No, you're not." Before I could stop her she dashed into my closet to find something else for me to wear. Seeing as how she was wearing the shortest mini skirt I had ever seen with a hot pink tube top, I knew she would pick me out something like hers. She reappeared again, but before I could see what she had picked out she threw it at me.

Ali-"Put these on."

I began changing and she started packing my clothes for me. I ended up wearing my newest pair of destroyed Victoria Secret blue jean cutoff short shorts, a purple Gucci baby doll top and a pair of sliver gladiator sandals. All in all it was a cute outfit, but the shorts were a little too short and the shirt showed a little more cleavage than I was used to. Ali looked up from running in and out of my closet and throwing things in my suitcases to gasp at me.

Ali-"Oh my god! You look so hot!"

Me-"Ali I do not." She pulled me over in front of my full body length mirror.

Wow, I did look hot. I guess chasing after all those old people in wheelchairs paid off. My legs looked longer and toner and so did my arms. There was a hint of jealousy on Ali's face.

Ali-"Dang Clare, how did you get so buff."

I turned to look at her.

Me-"By taking care of those "old stinky people" as you call them." Ali giggled.

Ali-"Well, some of them do stink."

I laughed at her.

Me-"True, but they're elderly and they can't help it."

She laughed and walked back over to my suit case.

Ali-"Yeah, but I know when I'm old I won't stink."

I just rolled my eyes, while adjusting my outfit.

Me-"Of course you won't."

I walked over to my suitcase.

Me-"So, what do you have packed for me?" I glanced in to see that most of the clothes in there were fancy and skimpy, but she did keep some of my comfortable and conservative ones.

She didn't say anything, she just pulled her cell phone out from her purse, and put it up to her ear to call someone.

Ali-"Yes, Juan? We will be leaving now, please come and get Mrs. Edward's things."

She closed her phone and grabbed me by the arm leading me down the stairs barely giving me enough time to grab my IPhone 5 and my purse. We walked down the grand stairs and into the kitchen giving me enough time to lock the back door and turn off all the lights. We then walked into the living room and the foyer and did the same. We walked out down the sidewalk to the limo and climbed in.

Ali was all bubbly and happy go lucky but I was tired.

Ali-"OMG I can't wait to get there. It's going to be the best. I can't wait to party."

I laughed at her enthusiasm.

Me-"Yeah, well when I get there I can't wait to go to sleep and rest."

Ali-"OH no you're not. The reception welcome party will start soon after we get there. We'll have time to change and then get our party on…no objections."

Me-"UHHhhhh come on Ali."

Ali-"Nope, we are going to party and there is no way you are getting out of it."

Me-"Fine."

Silence fell between us so Ali pulled out her Hampton magazine. The rest of the ride was quiet and the last thing I remember was drifting off to sleep.