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Octavian Country Day School
The Auditorium
Monday, May 3rd
8:57
LBR. Loser Beyond Repair. Those three words hung to the Pretty Committee like a cashmere sweater on a hot day.
"Well girls, take a good look at what we've given up. Isn't it great! No more worrying and freaking out" whispered Massie.
Claire was picking her cuticles. Alicia was adjusting her pink Petit Bateau tank trying without success to get it to cover more of her chest. Kristen had her head in her hands. Dylan was pinching the skin on her stomach trying to see if she'd lost weight in the last 5 minutes.
"Ehmagawd, what's wrong with you guys? You should be happy you're out of that misery" Massie said, frustrated, but still no one was paying attention to her.
"fine, whatevs, I have a phone call to make anyways" Massie said while searching through her Hermés Birkin bag for her new pink iPhone.
"ugggg, the bird lady has our phones" cant anything go right today, though Massie to herself?
"Massie, we're done" said Alicia looking straight into Massie's eyes.
"done what" said Massie confused?
"Claire, Dylan, Kristen, and me. We chose boys instead of the P.C" she said simply
And with that the four of them stood up, and made their way into the boy crazy crowd. Once again, Massie was left alone, not knowing what to do next. She finally understood how Claire had felt when the ditched her, alone, stupid, and out of ideas.
Westchester
The Range Rover
Monday, May 3rd
3:24
Massie sat alone in the back seat, buried under cashmere blankets. Today had been the worst day of her life. She had spent the day in the nurse's pretending to feel sick, waiting for the end of the school day to come. No matter where she went, no one even looked at her. They just hurried by trying to figure out who they liked the most. Massie couldn't even begin to think of what her summer would be like without her best friends...
"We're home" called Isaac from the driver's seat
Massie gathered up her blankets, and slowly made her way to the house. She looked to the guest house expecting the curtains in Claire's room to be closed, but instead she found a moving truck blocking the guest house from view.
