NOTE: I do not take credit for the clique or the gossip girl series. All credit goes to the two lovely ladies Ms. Liz Harrison and Cecily Von Zingersar. This story focus on the character of the. Clique, But whatsoever has nothing to do with the recent story line and setting. Massie is a city girl moves from Brooklyn to Westchester County. Her life changes unexpected once she enters BOCD. The pairing is mostly M/D, D/A, A/J, J/K, and more to come. So sit back and relax and enjoy. Please R&R, I'm new at these so comments and concerns are more than welcome. Please no bashing. May become M in the future.

Disclaimer: All the real names and places, people, and events have been altered or abbreviated to protect the innocent. Namely yours truly.

Hello kiddies, Miss me much

It seems to me that you all have forgotten the true meaning of gossip. Lucky for you I'm here to remind you what is really all about. I know my absence has been tough on many of you, but no worries kiddies I'm back and this time for good. Let me give a quick recap of who we just are. Have you ever walked by the private institution that puts Yale or Harvard campus to shame? Or seen the boys and girls that look that they belong on the cover of an Abercrombie and Fitch catalog. If the answer to both is yes, then you might just know who we are. Let me explain further. We are the princesses and prince of Westcher County. The only labels we believe in are channel and Prada. Don't be fooled, like the rest of you we had our share of punishment...rarely, but as long as we keep our dirty little secrets private and out family name clean we can get away with just about anything. Some of you may be new here, but not for long… if you're lucky.

vous ne pouvez pas obtenir juste assez de moi

xoxo

LUCKY

Barney's New York

Saturday, September 12th

1:00 PM

"If you had to choose who would you pick?" Alicia Rivera asked holding up a Chloé and a classic Ralph Lauren blazer, Dylan Marvil arched her neatly plucked eyebrow. "You don't really need me to answer that you greedy bitch" she answer with a smirk.

When she thought about it her friend was right, why choose one when she could have them both. She could have her cake and eat it too. Of course she wasn't referring to the two blazers she was holding up, but about her recent boyfriend and her ex. On one end she had Josh Hotz the schools soccer star and her boyfriend, with her by his side they were the unstoppable couple, much like brad and angie. Then there was Derrick Harrington the gorgeous male alpha of the school and her ex. Although they have been broken-up for about two years now, you can never forget your first.

"It's only fair you pick Derrick, you have known each other since the second grade when he stole your first kiss" said Kristen putting duwop lipvenom on her lips.

Alicia rolled her eyes at Kristen and looked at her reflection in the mirror.

"Funny you should mention that since he also gave you your first kiss, and anyways I don't own him, Josh or anyone for the matter anything"

Like hell she didn't. Derrick broke her heart once what's to say he won't do it again.

"Look Leesh honestly I don't know what to tell you . If Derrick isn't the one them maybe Josh is. He may not be but he's now. You gotta work with what you got"

Both Kristen and Alicia looked at Dylan dumbfounded. Maybe her friend was right, maybe she just need to appreciate what she had. Then again she never did anything in moderation, why would she start to date that way now?

She took both blazers to the cash register and smile. "Well I think I'll just let the boy's make-up my mind today at C's party. No blood no foul, just a nice game of cat and mouse"

What can we say, the girl can't help it.

Lyons Manhattan Penthouse

Saturday, September 12th

7:00 PM

Clair Lyons looked around her and smiled with satisfaction. Her families' penthouse in Upper East Side Manhattan was transformed into a 1920's jazz club with a twist. Upon their arrival each guess must were a mask, making it sexy, alluring and mysterious. She made sure to double check her list of guess, which consisted of everyone at BOCD. Her phone buzzed yet another text message.

Fisher2: Hey babe, can't wait to see u tonight, b ready 4 a surprise. Love Cam

Clair smiled. After being away from him all summer long she missed him terribly. He has been her best friend ever since the seventh grade when she first got her period. He was the one who ran to the seven eleven across the street of their junior high and brought her a maxi pad. When people stare, pointed and laugh he was the one who held her hand in the hallway. She couldn't imagine her life without him.

Clairbear: rlly, missed u bunches. Get ur lazy ass here pronto.

Just as she was finishing typing back a text to Cam the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it Roberta" she shouted to the house maid

"Ummm if it isn't the blonde I had in mind"

"Well I betterbe the ONLY blonde that's on your mind" Clair grinned from ear to ear as she

jumped into the arms of her boyfriend Mason Moore.

"You and Blake lively" He said with a smirk.

"Well in that case Mr.," she said casually "you might want to tell Blake I don't share"

With that said she got on her tippy toes and pressed her MAC cherry red lips on Matt. She always felt a rush when kissing him. Maybe it was his Acqua Di Gio, the scent that hypnotizes her or his way of making her feel like the only person he rather be with.

"So, maybe I and you… can start the party early…" he whispers flirtatiously thrusting her playfully onto the wall, sending Clair into frenzy.

"Can't babe" Clair slowly backed away and began inspecting her list.

"In just a few minutes everyone will be here and I want everything to be perfect"

Mason glance at Clair suspiciously and smile.

"Ill just leave you alone so you can finish. I guess I'll go to my apartment and change into some

New clothes...but remember when I get back you own me some alone time"

"Thank you" She said softly "And yes I promise this time to make it up to you"

Tonight is the night Clair thought the night I lose my virginity.