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A/E welcome to my story with The Clique! Massie will be most written about but all the girls will get a well-rounded chap to introduce themselves briefly. Enjoy!

Sept.26th, 2012, 6:30PM

Massie's Bedroom

"BEAN! Help me! Crisis!" Massie Block screamed at her pug, who whimpered and covered her ears with her paws. She sighed. "I'm sorry baby." Huffing, she decided that she only had until 7:00AM tomorrow morning to decide on THE outfit. Everyone knew first impressions were the most important. They classified you, they gave you personality and best of all... They defined you. Tapping her Chanel-manicured finger on her chin, she carefully selected a Helmut Lang soft twist top, a pair of Vince Denim cargo pocket skinny pants, Boutique 9 kya pumps, and a Marc Jacobs classic q francesca tote bag, completing the outfit with a Marc Jacobs wide rubber katie bracelet. She dressed her manequin and stepped back to evaluate. "Hmm..." She mused. "9.8. Perfectly school chic." All those OCD girls would know who THE girl was. It was important to have a good first impression. Even though she trust her judgement fully, she wasn't truly satisfied, until she found some new friends. That excluded the over-excited LBR from Florida who burst in Massie's room, unannounced.

Claire Lyons interrupted Massie's tranquility as she loudly announced, "What do you think?!"

Massie grimaced. An Old Navy lover, she was clad in a baby pink tee that said, "Hug Me!", a pair of ridiculous sweatpants that cut off at the ankles, and the dreaded Keds. "Who gave you permission to a, enter my room unannounced, b, show up in that ridiculous "ensemble", and c, interrupt my alone time?!" Massie calmly asked.

Claire's face immediately fell. "Well, we're both new and I thought..."

"You thought wrong, oh sweet little Claire. Get. Out." Without no further questions Claire fled Massie's boudoir, tears flying in all directions. Realizing it was already 6:27, Massie slipped on her favorite Minnetonka kiltie suede moccasin flats, and walked downstairs to where dinner was waiting.

6:30PM, Dining Room

"Mashed lightly fried cod with herbs and butter, fuscilli cream speckled pasta, and ceaser salad with garlic crisps." The Blocks' British housekeeper Inez, announced.

"Wow, looks delicious! Can't wait to tuck in!" William Block replied, eagerly eyeing the food.

"Will..." Kendra Block, Massie's mother tutted. William in turn looked sheepish and put down his fork. She had become heavily religious the moment that she found out Massie was receiving a little sister. Kendra led the prayer, while Massie and William exchanged a silent eye roll. "Dear our Father in Heaven, please help us to enrich these nutrients in our body and to put it to good use. We also pray for Massie to have a great first day at her school tomorrow. In Your Son's precious name, amen." She finished.

Respectively, William took his helpings of the food first, followed by Kendra, then Massie. She sighed, and asked her dad, "How was work today, dad?"

He replied when he was done inhaling his first gigantic mouthful of food. "Great, sweetie." To Kendra he said, "Things may be in full swing soon, dear."

"Oh that's wonderful Will but don't forget about us..." Kendra and William exchanged a lustful glance at each other, as he leaned over to place a kiss on his wife's cheek. She instantly blushed and whispered, "Not at the dinner table!"

William in turn whispered back a simple "Later."

Massie watched this with a distracted smile, thinking about her first day.

The rest of dinner continued with a casual, lightweight conversation, and soon, it was time for all of them to go to bed.

"Night, mom and dad. Love you lots." Massie planted a kiss on both her parents' cheeks, and in turn they replied, "Sweet dreams, darling."

Massie headed up the oak stairs, as she got ready for bed.

8:30PM, Massie's Bedroom

Massie grabbed her H&M sleep set. She would never admit this to anyone, but she loved sleeping in H&M- it was just so damn comfortable! She slipped on a pair of over-the-knee jersey leggings, and an oversized vintage top, with her Piglet slippers and her hair in a messy bun. She slipped on her "Diva Deluxe" satin sleep mask, and headed into bed, yawning all the way, and fell asleep before her head hit her silk Italian-imported raspberry pillow.

A/E longest chap of intros. I'll be posting short & sweet chaps (unless I feel... Motivated? Extra-motivated?) every day, so enjoy! Review please. I'd love all that support!