What a Freak
A "The Clique" and "Phantom Stallion" Crossover
Written for Monica
The limousine drove down the road in the hot summer sun. "This sucks." Massie said with a sigh. "Yeah." Dylan and Alicia agreed. Kristen and Claire gave eachother a nervous glance. "I can't beleive they signed us up for that "troubled children" program." Alicia's voice seemed to fade away as Kristen leaned over to Claire and whispered "Do you think they'd be mad if we told them we're excited?" Claire bit her lip and looked at them out of the corner of her eye. "I'm not sure, but-" "Ehmagawd!" Massie yelled. "Secrets, secrets are no fun," Alicia and Dylan joined in. "Secrets, secrets tell everyone!" "Massie! Keep it down!" Isaac yelled. "Whatever." She slammed the partition shut. "So, what were you talking about?" she said as she leaned forward to hear what they would say. "Uh... um," Claire stuttered. "We were talking about how awesome your new shoes are!" Kristen finished. Massie smiled and crossed her legs. "I know, aren't they gorgeous?" She started to mimic an anouncer's voice. "At only $450.00, these Jimmy Choo Elika Suede Sandals are beautifully crafted out of the most divine products money can buy!" The group of girls giggled as they crossed the bridge to River Bend Ranch.
"I wonder when they'll get here." Sam thought as she finished cleaning out the bunkhouse. She glanced at the clock. "Any minute now." She jumped as the door slammed open. "Jeez, Jen, can you be any louder?" Sam laughed. "Jake's here." Jen frowned. She had been hoping he wouldn't show. Which made Sam laugh even harder. Jen ran over to one of the beds, grabbed a pillow, and hurled it at Sam's head. It missed by a long shot. "Nice shot." Jake's voice drifted from the doorway."Not a very nice hello, if you ask me." Jen mumbled and walked over to pick up the pillow. "Hey Jake." Sam greeted. He nodded her way. Ace whinnied and they heard car tires crunch over the dirt. "They must be here." Sam thought. Sam and Jen raced outside. "Whoah..." the girls said in astonishment. Even Jake looked stunned. In their part of Nevada, you just don't see limousines. The driver of the car got out and walked around to the opposite side to open the door. Five girls stepped out of the car. Girl number one, as Sam called her in her mind, closed her eyes and stretched out her arms. "Smell that fresh Nevada ai-" Her eyes popped open and she started gagging. "Over-dramatic much?" Jen whispered. "Ew, ew, ew, ew!" they all started to chant. Except for one girl, who seemed to enjoy the horsey smell. Sam started to walk over to the girls when suddenly the limo's tires spun and in an instant, the vehicle was gone. "Well then!" One of the girls, a red head, yelled. Sam shook her head and continued walking with Jen close behind.
"Finally!" Girl number one said. "Take these bags to my suite." She stood there waiting for Sam to open up her arms. She was about to say something rude, until another girl, the one who didn't mind the smell, interrupted her. "Hi, I'm Claire Lyons." she set down her bags and shook hands with Sam and Jen. "I'm Samantha Forster, but you can call me Sam." "And I'm Jennifer Kenworthy. Call me Jen." "And.," Sam pointed behind her. "Back there's Jake." Claire smiled and introduced the other girls. "This is Massie Block, Dylan Marvil, Kristen Gregory, and Alicia Rivera." Massie was already scouting out the ranch. Sam looked her over. "What a freak, she's never going to be able to ride in that."
"What a freak," Massie thought. "Look at her hair, and her jeans... and everything! Someone needs to call the fashion police." "Okay, you guys can put your bags in the bunkhouse over there." She pointed towards a small, two room building. Not quite a house, not quite a shed. "Wait, we have to sleep in that?" Alicia questioned. She sounded disgusted. Sam looked confused. "Uh, yeah." she responded. "And we have to carry our bags?" Dylan asked. Sam jerked her head up, then down in an annoyed nod. The girls let out a loud sigh and stormed over to the bunkhouse. All except for Kristen and Claire. "Don't worry, we don't mind." they told Sam and Jen. The four girls smiled and Claire and Kristen ran off to the bunkhouse.
Alright, thanks for reading the first chapter of my story! Sorry for the really short chapter, I'm making this up as I go along. The next chapter wil be longer. R & R, please and thank you :P