A/N: People this is my first fanfic so plz review some ways I could better it. Thanx. I apologize if it takes time to improve. So i'm thinking over the summer I might keep posting at least once or twice a week - just to tell you.

THE BLOCK ESTATE
CLAIRE'S ROOM
7:56am

Claire Lyons wasn't in the best mood, especially considering it was the freshman year and only the second week. Todd backed up the drainage in the guesthouse bathroom so she was forced to slather on Body Shop's Satsuma Beautifying Oil as a replacement shower. She forced a brush through her tangled hair until it was semi decent then held her bangs away from her face with her rosette headband. Claire did what a lot of girls did and focused individually on each imperfection. That blackhead or a split end, the usual. She started to get nervous because she knew Massie would freak about her purple camouflage Keds - STRICTLY FORBIDDEN.

Claire calmed her nerves with some sour gummies. Massie never dealt with meltdowns and imperfections. The whole PC (along with the rest of the school) knew that 'Clam' was officially over, leaving both parties disgruntled. The gummies started to taste a sickly sweet like rat poison in a blueberry muffin. She wished the week would end soon.

Her friends should be sympathetic in the way they usually are. Claire wanted so badly for it to be Friday when they could bash those soccer jerks during their Friday Night Sleepovers.

THE BLOCK ESTATE
MASSIE'S ROOM
8:13am

Massie just ah-dored her slouchy Trina Turk Jadrian halter top in the most delicious black and True Religion cigarette jeans. She always took extra time to admire her great fashion sense. "Massie, Isaac is coming to take you to school and when you get home, we're having the new neighbours over," Kendra screeched from the bottom stairs. "The new neighbour," Massie mocked because she didn't care, didn't want to care and knew she would NEVER care. All she wanted was -'Shit' Massie thought, forgetting to time herself. Suddenly, Massie threw her Prada messenger over shoulder and nearly tripped down the stairs on her tall Marc by Marc Jacobs simplicity boots. 'Gawd, I hate the slippery finish on the stairs' she thought.

Massie stopped in her tracks and eyed up Claire. She was gonna plan a huge surprise bash for her at their sleepover but she was in a slump about what to do. She IM'd the others:

MASSIKEUR: What do you guys think we should do 4 Claire's heartbreak sleepover?

BIGREDHEAD: Comfort Food and talk about boys

HOLAGURRL: Not a party 4 u, Dyll Pickles

SEXYSPORTSBABE: Plus, she is looking a bit … dumpy, y'know

MASSIKEUR: O

HOLAGURRL: M

BIGREDHEAD: G

MASSIKEUR: So mean, Kris.

SEXYSPORTSBABE: Sorry

MASSIKEUR: Bye Guys

Massie was gonna find a way to get Claire out of her slump then out of those hideous cargos from Anthropologie. Oh Gawd!