A/N: Hey, this is just a fun fanfic I thought of. It won't be too hard to think of ideas, and after I finish some of these ideas, I might make a poll, or ask you guys to help me out with ideas. I hope you like the story/guide!

Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own the Clique, Lisi Harrison does. Also, I do not own any of the designers listed in this story.

The Guide To Joining The Pretty Committee – The most exclusive clique in Westchester

Massie sighed, beginning to check her bloated email, full of letters from fellow students asking this and that. The vast of the students were asking for acceptance to join the Pretty Committee, her exclusive clique at Octavian Day School in Westchester, NY. She suddenly got an idea, and she felt as if a light bulb had appeared above her head. She would write a guide to joining The PC. Everyone would realize the vast rules, and sooner or later they'd give up. Plus, she'd have the chance to embarrass the LBR wanna-bes at school. It was one of her many favorite things to do. She pulled up a fresh Microsoft Word document and began to type.

The Guide to Joining the Pretty Committee

Guidelines:

Anyone who wants to be part of the PC must…

Know (at least) ten designers such as Juicy, Tory Burch, Marc Jacobs, etc.

Be able to criticize LBRs, and be ready for criticism towards you by fellow members of the PC.

Ignore all other people at school except the PC. You can say hi, but that's mainly all the conversation you need.

Be able to rate outfits reasonably.

Know how to plan revenge.

Follow the average Clique Look Guidelines (see below)

Be rich, go to OCD, have the potential to be an alpha.

Love to shop.

Average Clique Look Guidelines:

Anyone who wants to be part of the PC must…

Pluck their eyebrows, and occasionally wax if needed.

Not be afraid of waxing.

Shave every day.

Shower every day (if you don't ew…).

NOT have extra sweat glands (hint to Lauren).

Not be majorly tall, but not midget-sized.

Enjoy dressing up.

Have good hair.

Be tanned.

Be under 120 pounds (only exceptions are tall persons), or at least LOOK like your under 120 pounds.

Have good skin.

Have good facial features.

Have good makeup skills.

Have great clothes.

Wear designer.

Massie finished typing, highlighted and copied all of the text, and then pasted it onto a fresh email. When she was finished, she forwarded the message to everyone at OCD except Layne and her friends. She sighed, saved the word document, and slipped into her covers, finally falling asleep around 11:30.

Massie woke to the sound of continuous pinging on her computer. She rushed over to it, hoping her friends hadn't gone offline yet; she wanted to tell them her idea. But when she rushed over to her iMac, searching for her friends usernames, she only found hundreds of IM popups, showing names of other girls from OCD at the top. She read one of the messages, which said, "OMG, lyk, i just luv ur guide. Cud u make anuther?" She furrowed her brows angrily, and exited the message, then went on to read others. Almost every IM was asking Massie about making more guides. There were different requests; a guide for hair every morning, a guide for hairstyles, a guide for skin, a guide for putting on makeup, a guide for making boys like you, a guide for clothes, a guide for her morning agenda, including a perfect shower- that was the one she thought was a little strange- and many more requests. At first Massie began, typing rejection messages, but then she thought that maybe this could make her alpha status get to it's tippy top state again. And she would do ANYTHING for that. She began to type one word to every person in her school: Done.