Hello Peoples! My 1st Clique story. This story is gonna have 5 chapters, each one for one of the pretty comities member's scariest nightmare. R&R! Oh, and this chapter takes place right after the 1st book. Massie's Pov

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I strutted down the hall with Dylan, Kristen, and Alicia. Dylan was whispering to Kristen about what Jenna Nammi was wearing and Alicia texting.

Claire was, well, I don't care. At all.

We entered the cafeteria, smiling and waving to all the wanna-bes.

But there was Claire. At OUR table.

Uh, who does she think she is? We are the ONLY people who sit at table 18.

But as soon as I thought that, Dylan, Kristen, and Alicia left me and walked towards Claire.

"Where are you going guys?" I asked as they walked away.

Claire gave me an evil smile. "What are you talking about May-sie?"

"What the frick? Don't you know who I am? MASSIE?"

"Uhh, I don't know who you are, but you must be a LBR I have never seen before. So leave or I'll get somebody else to take you away." Claire turned away. She was wearing the latest in Teen Vogue. How could she afford it?

"Dylan? Kristen? ALICIA? What are you doing?"

They all didn't hear me or they were just ignoring me.

"Kuh-laire, what did you do to them?" Is it just me, or does she have my same exact hair style?

"Puh-lease May-sie, did you eat something that involves calories? You're brain is messed up."

I gasped. "MINE? I am pretty sure YOUR'S is the one messed up."

Claire giggled. "Let's ask my BBFL's then, shall we?"

Dylan turned towards me. Then Claire. "Do we know her? And why is she gaping at us? Is it 'cause I gained a couple of pounds?" Dylan inspected herself.

Claire snapped her fingers then laughed. "Told ya. Now go where somebody actually wants you, LOSER."

I looked down at my hands. They were shaking hard. So I decided to do the easiest thing. I fast walked out. Or as someone mean would put it, ran.

I pulled out my cell and found an old, out of style phone. Okay…

I checked my contacts and found no one I know. Until I found Mom.

Good. Finally, someone I know.

"Hello?"

"Mom? Why do I have this old gross cell phone?"

"Massie! You have a cell phone? You do know I'm going to have to take it away until you're sixteen right? How long have you had it?"

"…"

"Okay, hon, what do you want? Are you sick?"

"N-Yeah. Can you pretty please pick me up?"

"I can't. I am at work. Ride your bike. I thought you rode it there this morning."

"Oh, yeahh. Sorry. My brain is a bit fuzzy."

"Okay. I'll be home in 2 hours. Call me if you need anything."

"Sure." I faked a good cough and hung up.

Since when does Mom WORK?

I found this horrible looking bike and guessed it was mine. So I hopped on it and rode home. Took at least a half an hour, because I have never ridden a bike before. Or in at LEAST since I was 5.

My house was still looking beautiful as usual. I ran up the steps and knocked on the door.

"Yes?" Inez opened the door. "Oh, Hi Massie. Did you need something from Claire's room?"

"CLAIRE'S room?"

"Are you feeling alright? I'll assist you to your house." Inez grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the guesthouse. EW!

When we got there Inez took out a key and unlocked it. She gently took me into Claire's living room and put me on the leather couch. Inez went into the kitchen and asked me, "Massie, you want anything? Hot chocolate? Ice cream?"

"Na. I'll be good until my mom gets home."

"Okay. See you later." Inez left and locked the door.

How is this happening? Did I like, magically change places with Kuh-laire?

A lightbulb flashed in my head. I rushed up the stairs and into Claire's room and threw open her closet. Inside were HIDEOUS, UGLY, BURNS MY EYES kind of clothes.

"AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!" I stumbled backwards into her desk and one of the drawers were opened. Pictures of me and some other girls who were as ugly as the clothes in some kind of a…ARCADE??

An instant repeat, I screamed.

Then bats came, spiders as big as mini van bursted in through the walls, and Todd came in puckering his lips.

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"AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"

"Honey?" I opened my eyes and found MY mom looking at me curiously and worriedly. "You okay? You were screaming pretty loud."

I took at least 5 big, deep breaths. "Ye-ah, just a b-bad dream." Hiccup.

"Okay…call me if you need me." My mother left. I heard my mother telling my father to calm down. "No robber." I heard that faintly.

I looked around the room. MY ROOM!

This time I screamed with happiness.

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You know the drill. REVIEW! Or I shall make this a one-shot, and THAT will put me in a grumpy mood. Smile and I hoped you liked it!

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