Block Estate- Spa
Monday, September 6
4:17 pm
Massie Block plopped down into a cushioned fabric chair in the 'dry section' of her house spa, cell phone in hand. Alicia Rivera made a flying jump for the open seat next to Massie. Kristen Gregory got the other side. Claire Lyons and Dylan Marvil sat across from them on the couch. The girls followed Massie's lead and took out their cell phones. Claire smiled to herself when she felt her hand touch the cool silver display on her new Razr, compliments of Massie.
Massie: Do you all have dates 4 tonight?
Alicia: Given. Josh and I are both wearing RL tonight. We have it all set up.
Kristen: No.
Dylan: Yes! Chris Plovert and I are going together. We have to find perfect outfits!
Massie: Duh. C, what's your stat? K, we'll get back to you in a sec.
Claire: I think so. Cam said he would call.
Massie: Text him.
Claire: NO WAY! Didn't you always tell me to let him make the first move?
Massie: Yes, but we have 2 know. If you're going without a date, you can't look too fancy, because that would say 'pathetic'. But if you have a date, you want to be saying 'hot'.
Claire: Fine. I'll call.
Alicia: Ehmagawd, just get on with it!
Massie: Wait. K, what's up?
Kristen: Can we just talk?
Alicia: Point.
Massie slipped her phone back into its case, and glared at Kristen. Kristen nervously twirled a strand of dirty blond hair around her finger. Dylan moved to the mini-fridge and grabbed a root beer.
"Kristen, why don't you have a date?"
"Griffin is too gothic, and I don't want to ask the other soccer dudes. So not cool!"
"Point!" Alicia raised a perfectly filed finger. Claire nervously picked her cuticles as she waited for Cam Fisher to answer his cell. When he did, she jumped up, and the other girls fell silent. Massie motioned for Claire to put the call on speaker, so they could hear.
"H-hey, Cam!"
"Claire? Hi!" Cam said happily. Dylan burped, and Alicia, Massie, and Kristen choked back their laughter.
"Um, well I was wondering if you were going to be at Italia tonight. You know, for dinner?"
"Do you want me to?" Cam teased.
"Yeah!" Claire giggled.
"Sure. I'll ask Derrick to give me a ride over. Thanks, Lyons. I probably would have forgotten to call, so I'm glad you did!"
"You're welcome. I'll see you tonight!"
"See you, Lyons."
Claire fanned her blushing cheeks. "He said he was going! Yes!"
"Okay, now back to my issue!" Kristen snapped. Massie tapped her chin.
"What about Ethan Weiss, that hot new guy at Briarwood? You were talking to him. And, he's friends with Derrington and he's on the soccer team!" Massie suggested, smiling at the mention of her boyfriend's nickname with the Pretty Committee. His real name was Derrick Harrington, but Massie combined the names when she was with her girls and called him Derrington. Kristen contemplated the idea, and then grinned.
"Sure. I'll text him. I'm lucky I have his number!" she gushed.
Two minutes later, he replied.
Ethan: Yeah, sure! I'll ask someone for a ride. Thanks, Kristen.
Kristen grasped her Voyager cell phone and jumped up and down. Massie tapped a few notes into her Palm Pilot, then turned it off and slipped on purple Uggs and a pair of Juicy sweats.
"Time for outfit coordination!" she sang. Claire grabbed her Yankees sweatshirt and followed, along with Alicia, Kristen, and Dylan. The girls marched past Massie's large backyard, tennis courts, and into her house. Kendra Block, Massie's mother, handed them a plate of cookies, still warm from the oven, and they moved upstairs to Massie's room. It used to be all white, and the girls had called it the I-Pad, but Massie had read in a magazine that purple was the official color of royalty, which explained the sheets, lamp, and other small items in her room that had been changed to purple. Massie flung open the doors to her enormous walk-in closet. Her puppy, Bean, nudged her freshly-shaven leg, and she swooped her up in her arms.
After an hour of ideas, modeling, cookie-eating (That mostly coming from Dylan! Claire too…), and shoes, the girls had their outfits ready to go. Massie held a pretend microphone to her high-glossed lips and pretended to be announcing the girls as if they were in a fashion show.
"First, we have Dylan Marvil, who looks ah-mazing in a red kimono-styled dress over black leggings. The dress's gold trim is accentuated by the low gold heels, gold glitter eye shadow, and gold clips holding Dylan's messy up-do. I give you a… 9.0!" Dylan danced around happily, and Kristen stepped up, pinching her cheeks to make them rosy.
"Kristen Gregory is looked sporty-chic this evening in casual-sporty pants, a tight lavender Splendid blouse, and white flats. A pretty bun holds her blond hair back, and is secured with a highly fashionable white headband. I grant you an… 8.5." As Kristen spun around and grinned, the girls applauded. Alicia stepped up next, her eyes shining as she threw out a confident smile.
"Miss Alicia Rivera looks gorgeous in a pair of dark skinny Paige jeans, tucked into brown heeled boots from Calvin Klein, a long silk turquoise camisole, and a white half-sleeve blazer. Her dark hair is straightened to perfection, and I will give her a… 9.5!" Alicia straightened her shoulders and grinned widely, her flawless face oozing perfection.
"Claire Lyons is looking good in a pair of white Capri pants, a pink and white striped rugby tee, and gold glitter added to her navy Keds. A light pink headband holds her white-blond hair back. I give you an… 8.0!" Claire smiled shyly, and Massie stepped up. She twirled in delight, and sipped a bottle of Evian, then slammed it down on the table. "Dylan, do me!" Dylan, proud to be doing the alpha, held up her 'microphone', which was actually a stick of Juicy Fruit gum; that she ended up popping into her glossy mouth.
"Massie Block looks ah-mazing in a light-blue Moschino mini, white halter top, and a tangle of gold charm necklaces. She has gold sling back heels, and she has experimented by crimping her brown hair. I give you a… 9.6!" Dylan finished with a flourish. Massie always had to have the highest rating.
"What would make me a 9.8?" Massie wondered.
"A touch more gloss," Kristen said immediately.
"Given!" Alicia agreed.
"Mm-hmm." Claire nodded absentmindedly.
"Are we ready or what?" Massie threw open her bedroom door and marched out, followed by everyone but Claire, who didn't notice that everyone left. Massie realized that, and stuck her head back in.
"Kuh-laire, come awn! We can't be too fashionably late!" Massie snapped.
"Oh, uh, sorry, Massie. Coming!" Claire grabbed the tiny white remote that controlled Massie's room and hit the light icon. The room went dark, and Claire left, worrying about what would happen with Cam.
Restaurant Italia
Monday, September 6
7:27 pm
At Italia, Massie was surprised at how many people were there. There were three other couples besides the PC and their dates! She finger-combed her dark side bangs and touched up on gloss. It was today's delivery from Glossip Girl, called Pumpkin Pie. Glossip Girl was a lip-gloss company that Massie had signed up to, and it delivered a new lip-gloss to her doorstep every day! Besides Derrington, Plovert, Josh, Ethan, and Cam, there were three other couples: Bella and Miles, Grace and Tim, and Sydney and Marcus. They sat at a different table, though.
"Hey, Block!" Derrington jammed a whole pizza crust in his mouth, wiped his hands on his polo shirt (It left fingerprints, and Massie knew she'd have to talk to Derrington about that) and reached over to hug her. Massie leaned away.
"No way, Harrington!" she giggled, and swatted him away. Derrington looked upset.
"What?" he asked.
"Wipe your hands!" Dylan butted in, bleating like an old lady. Chris Plovert cracked up and gave a high-five to her. Dylan blushed, smoothed out her dress, and sat down next to Plovert, grabbing a mozzarella stick. Alicia and Josh Hotz were hitting it off right away.
"You like the Yankees?" Alicia motioned to Josh's hat.
"Yeah…" Josh said shyly. Alicia smiled at him. Massie grinned. They so totally liked each other.
"I'll have to get a hat so we can match!" Alicia squealed. Josh grinned.
"I'll buy it for you!" he remarked, laughing. Alicia swatted him.
"Sounds good to me!" Next to her, Kristen seemed a little shy with Ethan, but that was okay, because Ethan was shooting questions at her like rapid fire. And Claire and Cam seemed to be good too.
"Hey, you!" Claire heard her boyfriend's voice and whirled around. Cam's cologne, Drakkar Noir, drew her in, and she hugged him in a flirty way. Massie winked. Nice! She mouthed.
After it was over, no one wanted to leave. Alicia and Josh especially wanted to stay, but Massie made Alicia leave. They were having a super-sleepover tonight, to decorate miniskirts for tomorrow night's Welcome Dance. (Tomorrow was the first day of school for OCD and Briarwood)
"I'll text you, okay?"
"Yeah, sure!" Alicia nodded. They snickered like giddy schoolgirls, and Massie pulled Alicia away. Kristen and Ethan promised to meet at the Welcome Dance, and same with Dylan and Plovert, who were in the middle of a burping contest when Massie had 'rudely' interrupted. Claire and Cam hugged and then said good-bye, and Claire was excited about the way things had turned out. She had heard that the camp-tramp who had almost ruined her relationship with Cam, the girl's name was Nikki Dalton, was going to OCD, but luckily, Cam had said it wasn't true.
The five girls in the PC linked arms and headed out the door, where Isaac, Massie's driver, was waiting. Claire and Alicia sat on either side of Massie, and Dylan and Kristen sat on the opposite side. What a perfect night.
Massie's Range Rover
Monday, September 6
9:48 pm
"Can you believe tomorrow is the first day of school?" Dylan babbled.
"The summer went so fast!" Kristen exclaimed.
"Seriously." Alicia rolled her eyes.
"What are you girls wearing?" Massie questioned. Kristen and Claire glanced at each other. They had confided to each other that they had no idea what they were wearing. Dylan spoke up.
"A mini from Barney's catalogue, and a white DKNY shirt with a wide tan belt over it, and Marc Jacobs heels. Mom got me the new Prada messenger bag!" Dylan squealed with excitement. Massie smiled calmly.
"Perf," she said. "Alicia?"
"RL skinny jeans, Jimmy Choo silver sandals, strapless green Versace top, and a white blazer," Alicia said. She said it in a monotone as if 50 people had already asked her that question, although Massie was pretty sure only 5 people had.
"Claire?"
"Um, well, I don't really know…" Claire bit her lip, and struggled to think of something. "Probably my white Gap jeans… oh! Definitely these Keds, and maybe I'll wear my brown Old Navy sweater,"
"Ew, that?" Massie asked, wrinkling her perfectly plucked eyebrows. Claire nodded slowly. Now that she had thought about it, that sweater would be perfect to wear to school! "Ehmagawd, Claire, no! That poo-colored thing makes me want too dry-heave," Massie shuddered, and the gold charms on her charm bracelet clattered together, making a hollow, tinny sound. Massie looked at Claire, and noticed Claire looked like she was about to cry. "We'll find you something in my closet, 'kay?" Massie asked. Claire shrugged.
"Whatever."
"Wrong answer!" Alicia laughed. Dylan and Kristen snickered too.
"Okay, sure!" Claire smiled sarcastically.
"Ehmagawd, Kuh-laire, what is your problem? I mean, come awn!" Massie wanted to scream again after that little outburst. She knew Claire was nervous about if Cam was wrong and if Nikki Dalton was coming to OCD, but it was obvious Cam loved Claire anyway!
"Sorry…" Claire mumbled.
Massie ignored her. "Kris?"
"Well, I haven't fully decided, but probably my tan Uggs, and my limited edition green Juicy Couture sweats with a green and white rugby tee." Kristen had been thinking about it during the Claire Episode.
Massie clapped her hands excitedly. "Kris, that's perfect for you. It's casual, and cute!"
"I heart that!" Alicia added.
"Great job, Kristen!" Dylan burped, making all the girls, even moping Claire, crack up.
"Massie?" Massie jumped as her mother's voice bleated through the white intercom that was 6 inches away from Massie's head.
"Ugh, what, Mom?" Massie sounded annoyed.
"I'm sorry, dear, but I just read your note, and your friends may NOT sleepover tonight."
"MO-OM! Why not?" Massie shrieked. Alicia, Dylan, Kristen, and Claire immediately grabbed their bags. Massie and the four of them all knew Massie had made a mistake by yelling. Her mom wouldn't tolerate that at all.
"It's really very simple, Massie. Tomorrow is the first day of school, your dad and I have company coming over tonight, and you just shouted, when you know I tell you not to. Girls, if you're in there, I'm very sorry, but you'll have to make arrangements to go home," Kendra Block said sternly.
"Okay, Mrs. B!" Alicia chirped, in the super-sweet voice she used to get her way.
Ten minutes later, Dean, Alicia's driver, came to pick Dylan, Kristen, and Alicia up, and Massie and Claire began walking to the guesthouse where Claire lived.
"IM me when you get home." Massie reminded them as she waved good-bye.
"Got it!" Dylan burped. Kristen snorted with laughter.
"Later, Mass," Alicia said, rolling her eyes at Massie.
Massie Block's I-Pad
Monday, September 6
9:57 pm
After dropping Claire off, Massie hurried back to her room and turned on her white Mac computer. Holagurrl (Alicia), Bigredhead (Dylan), and Sexysportsbabe (Kristen), were already online. Massie knew Claire's mom, Judi, was probably talking to Claire first, and she speed-dialed Claire on her own Motorola Razr. "Hello?" Claire asked. She sounded out of breath, and Massie guessed she had just run up the stairs to her room.
"Kuh-laire, get online now. We're waiting!"
"Okay, sorry!" Claire apologized and disconnected the call. Massie sighed and started typing.
Massiekur: Hi girls. Claire will be on in a sec. She just got home. SRY.
Holagurrl: Whatevs. As long as she gets on soon CUZ I only have 20 minutes.
Sexysportsbabe: Is your mom putting on a limit on how long you can be on the computer, like my mom???
Holagurrl: No. I have dance!
Sexysportsbabe: Could U not have said yes 2 make me feel a little better?
Bigredhead: HAHAHA! WUWU?
Massiekur: Operator?
Bigredhead: What's up with U?
Clairebear: Hi, guys! Sorry, I was talking 2 my mom.
Massiekur: Guys, we need to focus. What are we wearing to the Welcome Dance tomorrow??
Holagurrl: Uh… our miniskirts?
Massiekur: Think again, Leesh. We aren't having our sleepover!
Bigredhead: Let's wear lavender. That is so in!
Clairebear: I don't own anything lavender!
Massiekur: Scratch that, then. (Sigh) Claire, you really need 2 be rich!
Sexysportsbabe: What's wrong with being poor??? JK, I know what U mean. At least I have Aimee, my cousin. She has great clothes, and they're always in mint condition.
Holagurrl: And MEEEEEEEE!!!
Sexysportsbabe: Yeah, you too!
Massiekur: FOCUS!!!!
Clairebear: I have to go soon!
Holagurrl: I have 2 go now!! Massie, can we just talk at school tomorrow?
Massiekur: Whatevs. See you tomorrow.
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That night, Massie, William Block, and Massie's puppy Bean went on Bean's nightly walk. Now that school was resuming, they did it every night, unless it was raining. It was cold tonight, so Massie and Bean got to accessorize. Bean wore a blue knit hat and matching trench coat, and blue Uggs too. Massie looked ah-mazing, as usual, with purple rhinestone-covered Uggs, 3 purple and yellow knit scarves, a yellow Northface jacket, and dark wash skinny jeans.
"So, honey, are you excited for school?"
"Yeah, OCD will rock again for eighth grade!" Massie exclaimed. And now I'm the leader of the school, now that the DSL Daters and Skye Hamilton have moved up to ninth grade at Westchester High! Massie couldn't wait until tomorrow.
"Massie," Mr. Block laughed, "why are you walking so fast?" Then she realized that she couldn't wait to get home so she could sleep and will tomorrow to come faster! Massie really needed to get home.
"Uh, Dad, I don't feel good. Can we go back?" Massie tried looking sick, but knew it wouldn't work, since she ah-bviously looked so amazing with her outfit.
Mr. Block looked at his daughter with concern. "Of course, sweetie."
Bean barked once and ran when he saw the Block property ahead. Massie let him go and then followed. Back in her room, she made sure her outfit was absolutely perfect. It was a total 10. A gray, slouchy knit shirt topped a red skirt, and red ballet flats with gold glitter sprinkled on made her summer-glow tan skin stand out even more. She would straighten her hair tomorrow morning, and she had a red belt to wear over her shirt. Gold ball earrings and her gold charm bracelet completed the look. It definitely was perfect.
After a 25-minute scalding shower, Massie changed into satin Victoria's Secret pajamas and fuzzy purple socks and turned on her computer to the State of the Union blog she had started. It was her job to record what was 'in' and 'out' so the LBRs could try to keep up with the trends.
State of the Union
InOut
Straight hairCurly hair
Ballet flatsHeels
GoldSilver
As Massie saved the State of the Union and turned off her computer, a sudden knock at the door made her jump.
"It's me, Claire! Can I come in?" Claire hissed.
"Whatevs," Massie shrugged.
Claire was holding a little box as she came in. "Hey, Mass. I got you something for tomorrow," she said shyly. Massie raised one finely plucked eyebrow. As she took the little box from Claire's hand, she rattled it. It sounded like there was something round in there.
"Ehmagawd, just open it already!" Claire squealed. "Oops, sorry… it just popped out." Massie and Claire had made a pact after the Dial L for Loser movie scene that Claire wouldn't ever say any of Massie's words unless it was completely okay by Massie- like now.
"Whatevs!" Massie cried, and ripped open the box. "Ehmagawd, it's ah-mazing!" she added. There was a small gold charm sitting in the box, in the shape of five girls together- the Pretty Committee!
Claire beamed. "I thought you would like it!" she said ecstatically. "Well, I have to go now. I just thought I'd give it to you now. Bye, Massie!" Claire slipped through the door, and from her window Massie watched the white-blond girl run barefoot through the wet grass, all the way back until the guest house. And then Massie waved, because their rooms faced each other, and Claire was watching Massie, grinning. Massie's heart seemed to swell in that minute. She thought what Claire gave her was one of the nicest things anyone had ever done for her. Massie skillfully fastened the charm onto her gold charm bracelet like someone working at Tiffany & Co. would do it, flicked off her light, and fell asleep.
