(A/N Ok, so, this idea came to me when I was reading Wrath, one of the books in the Seven Deadly Sins series. I really should be updating my other stories instead of starting new ones, but it's just so hard! Any ways, please read, and review, and I'll be happy. Thanks! Oh, and enjoy!)

The Block Estate

The Driveway

Thursday, April 24th, 2008

5:52 PM

A 16 year old Massie Block stepped out of Isaac's car, grabbed her Gucci tote, and started slowly walking up the pathway to her house. A lot had changed since Grade Seven, she marveled, staring at her abandoned guest house.

Don't worry though, Claire Lyons didn't move away. Well…too far away. Her dad and Massie's dad became business partners, starting up a whole new company. They still lived close to Massie, but in a huge house, on a nice sized piece of land. Yes, Claire was now a rich bitch. Although, she still had her California charm, she still wore Keds, and even though she wore designer, had a jacket, or a purse that she would use from her California days. Basically she was the same Claire – only she could buy her own clothes.

Massie smiled and thought about Dylan Marvel. She had made her break by Co-Hosting her mothers show with her every Monday and Friday morning. She was still the burping, food-loving Dylan we all know and love, just a bit more mature. Plus she had grown, and was now very skinny, although had nice curves, and beautiful auburn hair.

Kristen Greggorys situation was a bit different. Her parents had decided to move to L.A. to get a fresh, new start. Kristen obviously made it clear she wasn't going with them, and she kept living in her apartment. After her father got a much better, higher paying job, she started living in a suite in the Montador Hotel beside her old building. Her mother didn't talk to her any more, but she still had a strong, healthy relationship with her father. As far as Massie was concerned, Kristen was better off with out her strict mother breathing down her back.

Alicia Rivera was a whole other story. She had done some modeling in Spain, a few commercials in Canada, and was an extra in a movie in Japan. Although, she decided that none of it was what she wanted to do, and after a year of traveling abroad, she came crawling back to the Pretty Committee who, as mad as they were that she left, were happy that she came back.

And what about Massie Block? Well, she was successful in staying Alpha in her grade in Octivian – Briarwood Day High School (which was built just in time for her Grade Nine year, and had gone co-ed), as well as stared in a few musicals in the Off-Broadway theatres in New York. Who knew Massie could sing? Or act? But after a year, she got bored of taking time off school to rehearse and perform, and spending her summer in a smelly, hot theatre.

Massie smiled to herself, as she walked up her steps, and opened the front door. Then she turned around and waved to Isaac as he backed out of the driveway. "Hey Inez!" Massie yelled as she marched up the stairs into her room. Her parents were never home any more, they were always traveling, or going to some meeting or other, and Inez only worked half time. So mostly, Massie was in her big house by herself, which was usually fine (she could crank the music, sing and dance around the house, and invite her friends over without the prying nosiness of her parents). But that one day, it all changed.

Massie walked into her bedroom, dropped her OCD gym bag on the floor, and flopped down onto her bed (she'd gotten a bit more carefree then she was when she was younger), and then looked over onto her bedside table where her phone (a pink Sidekick) was charging. She picked it up, and checked it. She had two texts, and three voice mails. First she checked the texts.

Cam: Hey Mass, what's for math h/w? BTW, did Claire say any thing about me?

Massie rolled her eyes and texted him back.

Massie: Pg. 369 #27-88. No, she hasn't said n e thing. Y?

Then she checked the other one.

Derrington: Hey Mass, love you. ) Derrick

Massie squealed and flopped down on her bed. After a bit of a shaky grade eight, she and Derrington had gotten back together at Alicia's Grade Nine Halloween blowout – and had been inseparable ever since.

Next, she checked her voice mails. The first one was from Claire.

"Hey Massie, its Claire. I was wondering if you're still going to yoga tomorrow before your sleepover, or if you went today. Any ways, I also had some other news, but I wanted to tell you to your face, so…call me back. Or I'll see you tomorrow. Bye!"

Massie scrunched her eyebrows together. She didn't sound upset, so Cam obviously didn't break up with her (Yes, Claire and Cam were still dating, but they had an on again, off again thing going on. Totally annoying.) What ever, it couldn't be THAT important, so she'd call her back later.

Then she clicked the next button and listened to her next voice mail. It was from Chris Plovert. She had been secretly setting him and Dylan up behind Dylan's back.

"Hey Massie, its Chris. I did phase one…went and got all the supplies we need. So call me back when you want me to start phase two! Bye."

Massie rolled her eyes and smiled. She told him to have a blunt approach. Buy her some chocolate and flowers, go to her house, and ask her if she wanted a date. If that didn't work, nothing would.

The last voice mail was from Griffin.

"Hey Massie, it's uh, Griffin. I was wondering if Kristen was seeing any one…ok, call me back. Uh…bye."

Massie smiled to herself, and put her Sidekick back on the dresser. The boys in her school were so used to her playing Cupid for them, she had set up her friends, B-lister, AND LBR's. She was a natural.

Massie stood up, and decided that she was going to have a steam shower, and then do her homework. She grabbed her robe and her pajamas (pink Juicy short shorts and a matching tank top), and was walking into her bathroom when she heard her cell phone ring.

"Time is waitin…

We only got four minutes to save the world!"

Her ring tone, 4 minutes by Justin Timberlake and Madonna started blaring. She quickly ran to her Sidekick, and picked it up, expecting it to be one of her friends, or one of the guys, calling about some thing trivial.

"Hello?"

Massie waited for a minute, and nothing. "Hello?" She waited for another minute, and then just hung up.

"What ever." She muttered, and then walked into her bathroom, but just out of precaution, pulled down all her blinds.

He saw her. He watched her pick up her phone, and he watched her smile and laugh as she listened to the messages her friends left her. He saw her pick up the pajamas she would be wearing later on.

And then he couldn't help himself. He had to call her. He got her phone number out of the Octivian-Briarwood Day High School phone directory. Although he couldn't bring himself to say any thing, he loved the sound of her voice. And when she hung up and pulled down all her blinds, he smiled.

"I'll have you, Massie. I'll get you."