A/N: Voila, hope you all enjoy this! Just some random fluff I had to write! Lol, R&R!

Disclaimer: I DON''T OWN THE CLIQUE!

Summary: Dylan's convinced her Mom, the Merri-Lee Marvil, to interview her and the PC at an exclusive interview. After some true interviewing, the girls get phone calls from viewers, and have to answer more pressing questions…live.

Westchester Studios

Backstage

March 8, 2008

4:49 PM

Massie inhaled and exhaled deeply, observing Alicia and Claire getting their make-up done, Kristen getting her hair done, and Dylan talking excitingly with her Mom. She couldn't believe it…TPC were about to go live in front of millions of people around the nation in exactly eleven minutes on the Daily Grind, one of America's most popular reality shows. She silently screamed.

"…and I'll be right back." Dylan walked over to the girls. "Kay, I have the program!"

They all huddled around her as she read of a sheet of paper.

"Kay, so my Mom's live at 5:00PM, and she does her little talk, whatever it is, introduction or something? Anyways, then she'll call us on, and she'll call us by names. By that time, we'll be behind the tinted frames, and we'll walk out as she calls our names, kay?"

"I'm so excited!" Clare squealed.

"Kuh-laire, get a grip!" Massie rolled her eyes as if being –or about to be- famous was no bid deal.

Claire reddened.

"What do we do?" Kristen fussed with her hair.

"Um, my Mom will ask us random questions, and after the second break, viewers can call and ask us their own questions." Dylan replied.

Massie widened her eyes, which were covered in Elizabeth Arden's new smoky eye signature eye shadow. "What!? Wait, what if some LBR from BOCD calls to ask us something embarrassing?"

"Relax!" Dylan put up her hand. "My Mom would so come to our rescue!"

"Point!" Chirped Alicia.

"Argh, but then they'll know we'd be hiding something!" Kristen bit her lip.

"Puh-lease, my Dad would sue anyone who'd threaten us…especially live." Alicia rolled her eyes, tucking a lock of her wavy sultry looking hair.

"Well, we're just-" Before Claire could continue, a loud commanding voice interrupted her.

"Positions! We're on in three!"

"Damn it!" Massie sighed, and gave herself a last minute once over, approving her set of True Religion crop jeans meeting her new Marc Jacob heels with a Marciano silk length shirt on top. Her make-up was done perfectly, and her hair, which was neatly made into an elegant French twist bounced at her shoulder bone. She was ready.

"Two more minutes!"

"Oh God," Claire inhaled. "I'm pretty sure Cam's watching from home. What if I make a mistake?"

"Don't worry, he'd be in no position to dump you, or else, my Dad will-"

"We know!" Massie, Dylan, and Kristen exclaimed. "Your Dad will sue!" They rolled their eyes as Alicia giggled.

"Girls!" Merri-Lee Marvil joined them behind the doors of the stage. "Move over to the left so when they open the doors for me to enter, they don't see you."

They immediately obeyed.

"Are you all excited?" Merri-Lee asked, smiling.

"Yes!" They all giggled nervously.

"Live in 3…2…1"

A/N: Voila, hope you enjoyed! Please R&R, I already have the second chapter finished, and the third one half done, so I'll post them providing I get at least six reviews!