"Five more minutes, Mom?" asked Eliza Harrington-Block.
"Just remember," Eliza's mom, Massie Block told her. "You have to pick up the girls."
Eliza groaned, but got up. She changed into an ah-dorable outfit, washed up, and went outside to the car to go to school.
"Good morning, Eliza," greeted Isaac, the family driver. Even though Grandpa Will and Grandma Kendra moved out and their housekeeper, Inez, retired, Isaac stayed. He was like Eliza's grandfather in a way, and had been her mother's driver before.
"Morning, Isaac," Eliza yawned. "Pick up the girls and then off to school. " She blew a strand of golden-blonde hair from in front of her blue eyes and stretched out across the leather chairs. The first stop was at Isabel Hotz's house. Isabel's mother was a model, so Isabel was basically the spitting image of her mother. Isabel's dark hair, brown eyes, and tanned skin complimented her lovely outfit. Isabel was obsessed with fads: fad designers, fad diets, fad makeup, and so on. Her current obsession was Michael Kors. Eliza sighed as she waited for Isabel to walk to the car. Isabel walked slowly. As her mother had told her, a beauty like her was worth the wait. Isabel walked from the large mansion to the car.
"Hey, Eliza," greeted Isabel. She was dressed in a floral number which in no way complimented her flat, possibly non-existent, chest.
"Hey, Isabel," Eliza waved. Isabel was that kind of pretty that made every girl in the room nervous, including Eliza, who was very confident.
Eliza was an all-American girl: golden-blonde hair, blue eyes, fair skin. Eliza was very pretty, but not Isabel-pretty. Eliza was more of a girl-next-door, while Isabel was a model. Not that she would tell anybody, but sometimes Isabel, with her CC-cups, would make Eliza feel insecure about her nice B-cups.
The next stop was at Mac's house. Mac Marvil's house was like a smaller, prettier version of the White House. It was basically taken over by girls, Mac's four older sisters.
"Hey, Liza. Hey, Isa," greeted Mac as she glided into the car. She was dressed in a flowing white sundress, with her straight red hair prim and proper.
"Hey, Mac," greeted Eliza and Isabel, while Mac's eyes never left her Blackberry.
"Anything flying in today?" asked Eliza. Mac knew everything about anything, because her mom, Dylan Marvil, was the host of The Daily Grind.
"Some gold watches are flying to Cartier, and Saks is getting a huge delivery of gold Chanel jewelry. Hermes should have some new purses and scarves," said Mac, all in one breath.
"I vote Cartier," Isabel offered. Isabel loved gold, which accented her tan skin.
"Wait for Nat, Sar, and Case to get here before voting," Eliza told her.
"And there might be new stores later." Mac reminded the girls of the Barney's incident.
Next, the girls picked up Natalie Reynolds.
"Hey, Natty!" greeted all the girls happily.
"I am throwing a party on Friday. Everybody who's anybody is coming!" Natalie said, handing each girl an identical pink envelope.
"I hate you, Natalie!" groaned Eliza, throwing a piece of lint at her. "I wish my mom was as carefree…" Natalie easily dodged it using her soccer reflexes.
"Missed," Natalie smirked.
"Ugh. Stupid athletic people…" Eliza mumbled. Isabel, Mac, and Natalie burst out laughing.
The final stop before school was at Sara and Casey Fisher's house. Sara and Casey were both identical, but Sara, who got sick of everybody mixing them up, dyed her hair brown, while Casey remained blonde.
"Hey, girls," greeted Sara and Casey in unision. Sara and Casey both took their usual seats on either side of the door, putting their LVs on top of the fridge.
"Cartier is getting new watches, Saks is getting new Chanel, and Hermes is getting new purses and scarves. Which?" Isabel asked as soon as they got in.
"Hermes," said Sara and Casey.
"Cartier," said Isabel.
"I vote Saks," said Natalie.
"Saks for me, too," said Mac.
"Saks wins!" clapped Eliza. "Thanks, Isaac. Don't be late!" One by one, the girls slipped out of the car in their usual order: Sara, Casey, Natalie, Mac, Isabel, and Eliza.