Hey guys! So I decided to go ahead and post the first chapter. This doesn't include any OCs, so they're not finalized yet! Keep submitting, I see a lot that I like! Next chapter the OCs are going to be included, so keep reading and enjoy!

Chapter 1-

Massie and the Pretty Committee were lounging in Massie's room watching TV on her huge flat screen. They were watching the Daily Grind, in fact, and were currently watching Dylan's mom interview Chace Crawford. Massie rolled her eyes and examined her hair for any split ends.

"I'm so pissed that you didn't get us tickets, Dyl." She snapped. "We could've gotten to meet Chace Crawford. Can you imagine how ah-mazing that would've been? But instead we're stuck in my stupid house watching the interview on this tiny TV." Dylan blushed and raised another handful of chips to her mouth.

"Sorry, Mass." She said with her mouthful. "I only just found out that she was interviewing him today. She didn't tell me until this morning. It was too late to get a ride into the city, otherwise we could've hung out backstage." Dylan explained. Massie just flipped her hair in disgust.

"Whatevs. It isn't like I really wanted to meet him anyway." She lied, brushing crumbs from her Luna bar off of her skinny jeans. Claire popped a gummy bear into her mouth and knit her white-blonde eyebrows.

"You look kind of stressed, do you want some of my gummies?" Claire asked, offering a cellophane bag full of sticky gummies to Massie. Massie turned up her nose at the sugary sweets. Even though they were going into their junior year of high school, Claire and Cam were still obsessing over their little gummy gifts for one another. Massie, however, thought that she and Landon had a very mature relationship. As if on cue, a text from Landon popped up on the screen of her iPhone.

"Ehmagawd!" Massie screamed. "Landon texted!" she flung herself off of the bed, and switched off the TV.

"Hey!" said Alicia indignantly. "I was watching that." Massie ignored her. She needed full concentration while texting Landon to make sure that she didn't say anything stupid. She fretted over her phone, typing out messages, then deleting them.

"Calm down, Massie. You guys have been dating for almost a year, I'm sure it's not that big of a deal that he just texted you." Claire giggled. Massie giggled too, though somewhat uncomfortably. What Claire didn't know, was that Massie and Landon barely talked outside of school. Massie did like him, but she worked best with an audience, and worried that she might mess up if they were alone. They had flirted and had an unofficial relationship through eighth and ninth grade, but last year they had made it official. They were boyfriend and girlfriend. Secretly, Massie still referred to him as her crush, because 'boyfriend' sounded so weird, like she was pretending to be an adult. True, Claire and Cam had been officially dating since seventh grade, but they were different.

"Massie, aren't you going to respond to his text?" Kristen asked. "He already saw you start to reply, so he's just going to think that you're ignoring him." Kristen said, leaning back on Massie's bed and pulling out her own phone. Massie glanced down, and slowly formed her reply.

Landon: hey, what's up? Want to hang out l8r?

Massie: can't today, but we can face time now

Landon: I'll call u

Massie was pleased, she had carefully avoided having to hang out with him alone, and she got to face time with him when the whole PC was with her. She was a genius! Her phone began buzzing, and saying that Landon was requesting to Face Time. She leapt to her feet and darted to the bathroom. Her hair was appropriately shiny, and her skin was clear, but her lips looked pale and colorless. She wanted to apply some gloss, but it was 7 o'clock on a Saturday morning, and she didn't want to look like she was trying too hard. She swiped some light pink lip liner around her mouth to give her a natural but beautiful look. She knew that no one wore full makeup this early on a Saturday. Except Merri-Lee Marvil, who's face had been caked in foundation and eye shadow.

"Massie, the call is about to stop ringing." Alicia called from the other room. "Should I accept it?" she asked.

"Not if you want to keep your head on your shoulders!" Massie growled, racing back into the room and throwing herself onto the window seat. She accepted the call and smoothed back her hair.

"Massie, hey!" Landon said. Massie almost swooned when she saw his dark hair swept effortlessly across his forehead.

"Hey, Landon." She crooned. She pulled her silk bathrobe around her, trying to look innocent and angelically swathed in white cloth.

"So, listen, we haven't been able to hang out in like, a month. You know, with your parents grounding you, and all." Landon said. Massie's gaze whipped to her friends, but they were painting their nails on the other side of the room and didn't seem to notice. Massie had made up a lie that she was grounded, so that she could avoid being alone with Landon, and she didn't want the girls to know that she was nervous to go on a date with her own boyfriend.

"Yeah, but the grounding is over now." Massie said, shifting nervously. "Maybe we could all meet up for a group date this Friday. It gives us about a week to plan everything." Massie said. She loved going on group dates, because she was the only one who was dating a senior, and it made her feel special.

"That sounds good." Landon said with a smile. "Then after, we can hang out at my place. My parents are away for the weekend so we can chill." Landon said. Massie couldn't say no, Landon might begin to suspect that something was up.

"Sure." She gulped. "So, how is-" She was about to ask after Bark Obama, when her mothers piercing voice sounded from downstairs.

"Massie Block, get down here THIS INSTANT!" her mother shrieked. Massie winced and stood up.

"Ugh, it's my mom. Landon, I'm gonna leave you on, okay? Don't hang up, I'll be right back." Massie scooted out of the room, stopping only to hiss in her friends' ears. "Don't say a word to him while I'm gone." She didn't want any word of her lies getting out. She trudged down the stairs and saw her parents fuming in the living room.

"What's up?" Massie asked, perching on the armrest of the couch. Her father ran a hand through his graying hair, and her mother shook her head, almost reproachfully.

"Massie, you've maxed out your credit cards." Kendra said. Massie was about to say sorry, but her mother held up a hand. "This is the fourth time this year." She said. Massie was starting to get annoyed.

"So, what? Are we poor again or something?" she demanded. Just before they had moved to London in eighth grade, her father's old company offered him another job with twice the salary, so they stayed in Westchester. William shook his head.

"No, and that's not the point, Massie. The point is that you can't just spend money whenever you feel like it, even if we are wealthy." Massie couldn't stop thinking of Landon upstairs, and worried that the PC had started talking to him.

"Okay, fine. So I'll go on a budget from now on, and you can take away two of my credit cards, how does that sound?" Massie said exasperatedly, standing up, eager to get back upstairs.

"Massie," Kendra said, "We've already chosen your consequence. You're going to go to school at Kennedy High." Kendra said. Massie gaped for a moment, then stomped her foot.

"THAT'S NOT FAIR! You're doing this to me just because of some stupid credit card incident?" Massie didn't know how to react. She slammed her palm onto the top of the couch to try to emphasize her point.

"We've actually been thinking about enrolling you at Kennedy High for a while now, this credit card 'incident' was the last straw. No ifs, ands, or buts; you're going, Massie." Kendra said. Massie took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

"Okay, okay. Okay. But I can still carpool with the girls, right? Where is Kennedy High anyway? I've never heard of it." Massie was still angry, but she might as well try to make the best of it if there was nothing she could do to stop it. William Block winced.

"Well, you can't exactly carpool with your friends. It's in the city." William explained. Massie stared blankly at him. "You're going to have to commute every day to get to school. We thought it might give you an idea of what it's like to commute to work."

"I'm so done." Massie said, storming off. "I hate you guys!" She ran up the stairs and burst into her room. To her relief, her friends were nowhere near her phone, so there was no way they could've been talking to Landon.

Massie felt tears pouring down her cheeks, and she collapsed on her fluffy carpet. Her friends surrounded her curiously.

"What happened, Massie?" Alicia asked. "We heard you screaming at your parents." Claire rubbed Massie's shoulders soothingly.

"My parents…are…making me g-go to another school!" Massie choked out between sobs. The Pretty Committee gasped.

"Are you serious?" Dylan screeched. Massie nodded. "Ehmagawd." Dylan said in a hushed voice.

"You're going to have to tell Landon." Claire remembered, gesturing to where Massie's phone lay on the window seat. Massie wiped some of the tears off her face and picked up the phone. She tried to look beautifully teary as she unpaused the face time. Landon was sitting and typing something on his computer. When he saw that she unpaused it, he smiled. Then he noticed her crying.

"Is everything okay, Massie?" Landon asked. Massie sniffled and gave him a watery smile, hoping she looked like a martyr.

"My parents are making me go to another school." She whimpered. "In the city." Landon smiled sympathetically.

"That's horrible, Mass. I'm going to miss you this year." He said. Massie started to sob again, covering her face so he couldn't see how terrible she looked. "But, hey, we can still hang out, right?" Landon said quickly. "And we're still on for Friday, aren't we? Everything's going to be fine. And I bet your new school is amazing. Since it's in the city it's probably super hip and chic. I bet everyone there is really cool." He offered. Massie smiled wanly.

"Did you just say 'hip'?" she giggled.

"I have an idea." Kristen piped up from across the room. "Let's Google the name of your new school and see what everything looks like." She flipped open Massie's laptop and opened Google. "What's the name of it, again?"

"Kennedy High." Massie said, leaning forward. She was starting to get a little excited. If it was everything that her friends thought it would be, then maybe this year wouldn't be so bad. Kristen typed it in, and Massie inched forward. "What does it look like?" she asked. Kristen looked slightly sick.

"You don't want to see." Kristen said, angling the computer screen away from Massie.

"Yes, I do!" Massie wrenched the computer out of Kristen's hands and looked at the screen. She could feel her face fall. The first results that came up were police reports filed against students from Kennedy High, and the first pictures were of a run down building in a bad part of town. "What the hell." Was all Massie managed to get out before she fainted.

Yikes, Massie's going to school in the rough part of town! R&R and submit characters! ^.^