A/N: Yay my first story. Im Lulu and I plan to write a lot. R& R. Wont write more till I have atleast 5 reviews. xoxo Lulu
DISCLAIMER: My name is Lulu.. not Lisi... I do not own the Clique.. or any of its characters...
Claire hated that buzzing feeling in her leg, which she had just woken up. She was sitting crossed-legged on the plush, sandy-looking floor of her new bedroom-which the Blocks had just remodeled for her. She was just finishing up paining her fingernails fluorescent blue when her Motorola vibrated.
MASSIE: Heyyy…
"Crap…" Claire thought.." I'm going to mess up my nails… I'll text her back later."
She continued painting her nails, and about 20 minutes later she was deeply involved in America's Next Top Model. She turned away disgusted when the Genital Herpes commercial came on, and suddenly remembered Massies's text. She flipped open her phone to see a conversation had been going on without her. She could only read a part of it.
DYLAN: No way!
KRISTEN: Mass Im so srry!
ALICIA: Mass I will get my daddy 2 sue.
ALICIA: that's soo not fair. Makin U choose.
DYLAN: I sooo agree.
MASSIE: honest. I will b hard 2 decide. But that's not the point.
KRISTEN:????
DYLAN??? is the point?
MASSIE: they wanna split the $$$.
DYLAN: Sooo???? Don't most ppl do that wen this happens?
KRISTEN: yeaaa.
MASSIE: if they split the $$$... none of them could afford the estate.
ALICIA??? does that mean..
ALICIA: U cant live the estate N E mor?
KRISTEN: NOO. U don't mean that!
DYLAN: do U Mass?
MASSIE: ….
MASSIE: I do.
ALICIA: opposite of good!!!!!!
Claire froze. She did not know the beginning of the conversation… but all she knew was Massie couldn't live at the Estate anymore. And if Massie couldn't live at the Estate… well… neither could Claire.