Claire's POV

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I never understood what Massie's motive was. She was always so selfish and mean, and yet I still wanted to be her friend, and at the same time, I could never understand where all of her hate for me was coming from. When I first moved to Westchester, she seemed as though she absolutely despised me, when in the end, she felt like I was stealing her friends from her. I couldn't believe that she was jealous of me. Now, four years later, we have some kind of a friendship, but she still has some of her, evil and selfish ways, and I have to say, I'm just about sick of it.

Hopefully, this school year, I can do whatever I want to do, without Massie having any say in it. This year, I'm going to be designing for the school fashion show, I'll be presenting my first clothing line, Lyon. I have no intentions of asking Massie for any help, or even thinking about having her model one thread of my designs.

This is a new year, new school, and a new Claire. One thing's for sure, I sure as hell don't want to get out of bed this morning. I don't want to get into that car, and have to listen to Massie bragging about what new skirt she got. In any case, I have to face it. As I put my feet on the cold hard wood floor, I get that awful pain in my feet, which makes me want to climb right back into bed and burry myself in the warm covers even more.

"What are you going to having for breakfast this morning?"

I really wasn't in the mood for eating, but I would force myself today to please my mother.

"Not much just some toast, I'm not very hungry mom."

This conversation made me remember four years ago, when I thought that my white skinny jeans were my lifeline. The only difference was that today, I'm wearing something that Massie didn't "pick out", this time I didn't pick out my first day outfit to impress anyone.

"Well have a good day today, I love you, and please remember what I always say."

It's funny how no matter how many times she tells me to keep my head up, I always end up holding it in my hands, either crying or being ashamed of myself.

"Yes, I promise I will remember mom, bye love you."

I made my way to the car, feeling just as nervous as I felt four years ago. I saw Massie waiting for me in the car. From where I was standing, it seemed like she was reading a text message, and I assumed it was from one of the girls. Of course she was wearing a completely new outfit, hopefully she doesn't say much about my outfit that I got from Forever 21,and Hollister.

"Hey Claire, are you nervous? I hear the guys at Canterberry are pretty cute, maybe we'll find you a cutie!"

She said as she tossed her hair to the side, purposely trying to show off her Tiffany necklace.

"Yeah, only a little bit, guys are the last thing on my mind this year."

I didn't want to chase after assholes like Ryan Steinfeld, after we almost fellout over him last summer.

"Well, that's fine, more guys for me!" There she goes flipping her hair again, I could already tell that this would be four years of insanity.