Massie moaned and rolled over to the other side of her bigger than king size bed. She got up out of bed and squatted down on the side of it before lifting up her purple silk eye mask. It wasn't a pretty sight.

"Ehmagawd!" she gasped, almost crying. Her room was completely empty; everything was gone, to her I Mac to her bedside table. The only things that were left were her white canopy bed, her walk in closet, the bay window and her shivering black pug, Bean, who was rolling around her room. "Ehmagawd!" Massie repeated again. Her voice echoed through the brick walls. She brushed her teeth, washed her face thoroughly and stomped down the oak wood trail of stairs. Shaking, Massie padded into the reception to find her mother, Kendra Block looking devastated.

"Mom, why is my room so emp-," she was cut off when she realized that the reception was empty as well.

"Massie, dear, I'm afraid we've been burgled," her mother announced in a tiny, shaky voice. With feelings scattered all over the place, Massie tramped up the stairs again, feeling upset, furious, scared, all sorts of feelings tied into one. She flung open her closet door, hoping to find at least something that would garner a rating of 5.5 or at the very least, a pair of white Gap jeans and a tacky graphic top that Claire lent her. Nothing. Massie had to stalk around the school in her silk PJ's for the whole day, maybe even forever if her family didn't have the burglary thing sorted out.

Massie NEVER felt so frustrated in her entire life, not to mention embarrassed.

Reluctantly, Massie opened the Block's Range Rover, fortunately untouched and ordered Isaac, her driver, to take her to school, stupidly telling him to pick the PC up for their usual carpool. Great, just what she needed. Claire sat right next to her, so she obviously noticed her silk PJ's. Claire didn't say anything so Massie wouldn't be upset but her driver did.

"Massie, why are you dressed in your pajamas?" he queried.

"My house was burgled," Massie managed not to sob in front of her driver. "Now we have nothing,"

Alicia, Kristen and Dylan stared at Massie's silk pajamas. They laughed, obviously thinking it was a joke.

"I would give you a solid 4, just because the PJ's are cute," Alicia giggled, laughing so much that she had to get a grip onto Dylan's shoulder to prevent herself from actually collapsing after laughing so much.

"Point!" Kristen and Alicia exchanged a high-five and giggles after that.

Massie scowled sourly. "It's not funny,"

Dylan raised her eyebrows. "Why so sour, Mas?"

She sighed. "My house had been burgled, the LBR's took everything, my clothes, my makeup, EVERYTHING!" she cried, holding back her tears. The girls finally arrived at the BOCD building, Massie tried not to blush and fall helplessly into tears as she stepped out of the Range Rover, trying to hide behind Kristen so she wouldn't be noticed. She was, obviously, and everyone was whispering and giggling at Massie, which was what Massie usually would do to an LBR. Now her nastiness came round and bit her on the butt.

Eventually, her friends got fed up of her embarrassing herself so they just went in the opposite direction, leaving Massie all alone in the hallway. She wanted to scream. She did.

Massie zipped her eyes open, realizing that her horrible nightmare was over. She was breathing heavily, had her Calvin duvet cover wrapped around her like she was an Egyptian mummy. Sweat was forming on her forehead and upper lip and her body was warm. Blinking awake from her dream, she got up and examined the room. Phew. Everything was in one place. Her bay window, the desk with the limited edition purple I Mac (known as the I Pad to her friends), leather chaise, her walk in closet and Bean's replica of her white canopy bed was all in one place. Everything was crisp and organized, just the way she liked it. Massie sighed, relieved that her nasty dream was, well, just a dream.

Massie's worse nightmare was losing her social status; nobody knew that, apart from her spoiled little black pug, Bean. Bean was like Massie's number one best friend – she always seemed to listen to Massie and Massie knew that, even though Bean couldn't exactly yap advice back. Since last Monday, Massie was having these nightmares every night, and it was seriously freaking her out.

Massie wriggled on a cute Alice + Olivia white eyelet top, a tight grey skirt, knee length black cashmere socks and sleek black classic strappy heeled Jimmy Choos. She looked at her reflection on the closet mirror and saw a very pretty girl stare back. She still wasn't satisfied with her outfit, but what was wrong with it? Her beautiful, chestnut brown, wavy hair was crimped, she had slicked on her latest Glossip Girl, Coconut Cream Pie, lined her eyes with fine grey eyeliner and gave her lashes two coats of Clinique mascara.

She stacked some silver bracelets and pulled on a denim blazer. There! An outfit worth at least a 9.2! Massie spritzed some Chanel No 19, gave her hair a final flip and left the room and headed for the Range Rover. The rest of the Pretty Committee were settling down on the leather seats, grinning and also wearing absolutely ah-dorable outfits.

"Ehmagawd guys," Massie exclaimed. "I just had the weirdest dream last night, but before I tell you guys all of that," she paused and smiled at the girls, who were returning the favor. "RATINGS!"

"Ooh, me first!" Alicia squealed. She was wearing an all Ralph Lauren outfit, with a grey cotton shift dress topped with a wide leather belt, black cotton tights and black booties. To top off the outfit, she had a leather hairband crowned on her head, a leather hobo bag on one hand and a sophisticated leather belt on the other.

"Ooh, la, la, leather and cotton!" Massie stated. "9.4. Swap the booties with some leather pumps instead and you have a definite 9.7!"

Dylan went next. "I'm wearing brown Phillip Lim shorts with a bow attached to it, a white tank top with a brown cardigan, black tights and nude colored bow heels with rhinestones attached to the bows," she stated proudly.

"Ah-dorable! 9.1" Massie beamed. "Kuh-laire, you're next!"

Claire nervously shifted a little over to Kristen's left side and Massie scanned her outfit. Well, not exactly scanned it – she just glared at the shoes to make sure she wasn't wearing her geeky Keds.

"Cute," Massie said, obviously bored and barely noticing Claire's Old Navy alien graphic tee, white denim skirt, long black leggings, grey Juicy tote and brown heeled Steve Madden hand me downs from Massie.

"But you haven't even gave me a rat-," Claire squeaked, but stopped talking when she realized that Massie blanked her out. Claire blushed redder than a beetroot.

"Kris, hmm, not bad, Anna Sui gold sequined top, dark 7 For All Mankind's, gold Jimmy Choos and DKNY fringed bag," Massie stated. "9! Now guys rate me!"

"A ten!" Alicia declared proudly. "You look ah-mazing!"

The other girls agreed with Alicia's rating apart from Claire, who looked grumpy after Massie treated her badly earlier.

"Uh, Kuh-laire?" Massie barked. "Rate me, LBR!"

"Ten," Claire mumbled quickly. "0 for personality," she thought.

"Anyway guys," Massie announced. "Like I said, I had the weirdest dream last night. I had a dream that burglars raided my house and I had to go around the school in my PJ's!"

"Wow that is weird!" Kristen clapped her hands together.

Dylan took a bite out of her diet bar. "Come on, tell us more!" She tried hard not to chew her piece of bar without opening her mouth, but she ended up doing that anyway. Massie stared at her disgustingly.

"Ew, Dyl why do you always have to eat like a pig?"

Dylan hit Massie's perfect, thin arm with her weight watching magazine. "I don't!"

Massie ignored what Dylan said. "And you guys left me because you guys thought I was being too embarrassing," Massie laughed but inside, she wanted to cry.

Dylan, Kristen and Alicia hugged her friend and told her that they would never leave her, even if she was embarrassing them. Claire just kept quiet and instead of doing the same as Alicia, Dylan and Kristen, she just crossed her arms like Alicia would when she was hiding her enormous boobs and scowled.

"Hey guys, after school, we're going to the Starbucks drive thru, grab a some lattes and head off to Saks, kay?" Massie said, finger combing her crimped brown hair and twirling it around like she would when she was flirting with a specific HART.

"Sure, can't wait!" Alicia exclaimed.

The Range Rover screeched to a stop when they reached the huge BOCD building. As usual, the girls linked arms and strutted down the hallway, but no one was gawping at them or trying to chat with them, like they usually would on a typical school morning. Unconcerned, Massie speedily dragged the rest of the PC down to the homeroom classes when they bumped into another gaggle of girls, probably a wannabe clique.

"Ehmagawd!" Massie gasped. Well, she didn't actually say that out loud, she kind of shouted it out loud in her head. Her amber eyes met a pair of bright sparkling blue innocent eyes. She scrolled down the girl's figure – she looked pretty, not just pretty, but prettier than Alicia pretty. She had naturally tan skin, but not deeply fried, had silky blonde hair the color of sunshine down to her waist, her skin was zit, blemish and any type of flaw free and her lips were plumped and glossed to perfection. Her blonde lashes were long and fluttery, her eyebrows were perfect and her teeth were naturally pearly white. She looked perfect.

She dressed well, with an ironed, fitted blissful lavender blouse from Banana Republic (she still made that look like a necessity to get a ten) paired with a black Ralph Lauren mini skirt and a thin belt to top it off. She had slipped on black medium heeled plastic Louboutins and used a small diamond Tiffany bracelet, tights and a black crocodile skin YSL handbag to finish the fabulous outfit worthy of a 9.8 or maybe a ten!

Her face was smeared with makeup but she kept it natural, by using candy color lip gloss, rosy blush, clear mascara and foundation then brought more color by doing the smoky eye on her eyes and Massie had to admit, it looked really good on her.

"Massie," she smirked, craning her arm out for a handshake. "I know you, right?"

"Yeah, apparently," Massie replied. "And you are?" Massie raised a perfectly plucked brow.

"Sadie," the girl introduced herself.

"Uh, girlies, I think we have to go, Mas, are you coming with us?" Alicia said, scurrying over to her class.

Massie kept glaring at Sadie, who was just shrugging innocently. "You guys can go, I'm staying here,"

"And your cronies are?" Massie said, twirling her hair around to look like she was bored and that she wanted this thing over and done with.

A sultry girl stepped up. She had shoulder length orange glossy hair touched up with highlights and her black sequined skirt was so short that it looked more like a very wide belt. "I'm Genevieve," she air shook Massie's hand.

"Nice to meet you Genevieve," Massie air shook her hand back. "Desperate LBR," she muttered under her breath.

"And you are?" Massie's eyes roamed over to a brunette with brown eyes, a deep tan and of course, Clean & Clear commercial skin, without a blemish in sight.

The girl tugged her Alice + Olivia knee length skirt and stepped forward to meet Massie's gaze. "Angie,"

"Nice to meet you LBR's," Massie curled her mouth. "Hasta la vista!"

No matter how confident Massie seemed on the outside, nothing could change the fact that Massie was scared that Sadie would steal Massie's alpha spot. Her nightmare was beginning to become true…..