Monday, January 3

Massie's Front Lawn

7:16 A.M.

Massie smoothed her perfect Mui Mui blood red and white sweater dress paired with white skinny jeans and tan Ugg boots. Her hair was straightened and stuffed inside a tan knit beater. Her amber eyes searched the streets for any sign of Cam in his new black Mustang. Claire was still inside, and Massie wondered how she was going to tell her best friend that she was riding with her boyfriend to school without her. Massie hooked her red Hobo sac over her shoulder, and sighed. She looked great on the outside, but on the inside, she was at breaking point. Soon, Claire walked out, as usual, in layers.

She wore lime green sweat pants, black Converse, a pink tee, a grey long sleeved tee over that, and a huge pink Bomber jacket. Her head was stuffed in a black Gap hat that looked like it belonged to a 3 year old, or namely, Todd Lyons. Massie giggled, and hugged her friend hard threw all her layers.

"Hey," She said. "Ehmagawd, you look like a penguin!" Claire waved her hand in the air, and gripping her orange duffel bag.

"At least I'm warm. Aren't you cold?" Massie shrugged, even though it was freezing. Claire smiled as Cam rode up in his black mustang. Claire stuffed her cap in her duffel bag, and smiled. Massie thought her cheeks were much too red and that her gloves were mismatched, but Claire could care less. She had a boyfriend…

"Hey Mass!" He shouted. "Hey Claire! Ready to go?" Claire immediately claimed the front seat, so Massie walked sullenly to the back. Cam caught her eye for a split second, then continued down the road.

"Hey, um, Mass?" He said. "Don't start any cat fights today with Kristen or Alicia, ok?" Massie glowered at him, and stuck up her nose.

"Alicia's going to be the one causing problems, not me," She protested. "I didn't ask to get my boyfriend banged behind my back!" Cam looked sheepish as Claire gave him a sympathetic pat on the back. Massie stifled a groan, and leaned out the window.

"Alicia has a Porsche?" Claire suddenly shrilled. "She's so spoiled!" Massie looked up to see a bright yellow Porsche Convertible with the top down. Alicia was driving, and Derrick was kissing her. While she was driving. Massie slunk down in her seat while Cam sped up. Alicia looked over, and had the nerve to wave at Claire and Cam and act like Derrick wasn't slobbering all over her lips. Massie's eyes filled with tears as Alicia motioned for Claire to let the window down. Claire ignored her, and stiffened in her seat.

"Speed up," She said flatly. Cam sped up, and switched lanes so they were in front of Alicia and her tacky Porsche. Massie sat up, and smoothed her sweater dress as they pulled into the parking lot of BOCD. Josh and Dylan were their, waving, huge smiles on their faces. Massie smiled at her friends, and climbed out of the car with Claire and Cam at her sides. Dylan waved frantically as Massie giggled at her wild and flavorful lime green Marc Jacobs sweater and her new red skinny jeans from Citizens. Her red hair was in a choppy bun.

"Mass, you look great!" She squealed, giving her a bear hug. "Your hair looks darker. What did Jakkob do?" Massie smacked her best friend's arm and worked up the nerve to ask about one of her exes.

"So, what's the deal on Kuh-risten?" She wondered. Dylan shrugged.

"She said you were the bitch to…to think, you know, that Derrick would ever choose you over Alicia." Massie was burning with anger at that remark. Alicia was a Fannish, alpha wannabe, backstabbing, Double D chested LBR. Why would Derrick choose Alicia? Because of her boobs? Massie flipped her hair, trying to appear confident and unfazed.

"Whatevs, all three of them are D2M, and Alicia and Kristen are OUT. Done." Dylan nodded.

"Done."

"And Done," Claire chimed in, peeling off her pink jacket, and shaking out her messy blond locks. "Massie, I am so done looking like a GAP charity case. I'm so ready to go shopping for a new wardrobe in cool clothes that actually look like I'm an A-list." Massie blinked fast.

"But you aren't," She joked. Dylan and Claire burst out laughing, and high fived their alpha while Kristen and Alicia watched enviously. Alicia actually looked sorry, not that Massie cared. Alicia deserved to die and burn in hell. And Kristen. Kristen looked sad to be with Alicia, and Massie knew why. Kristen was only dissing her because everyone else was, and she wanted to fit in. She didn't want or need someone like Alicia as her best friend. Sighing, Massie looked Dylan straight in the eye.

"Kristen was dissing me because everyone else was. I can't let her be with Ew-licia and Derrick. Then it'll be too late to save her." Dylan looked over at the dirty blond, then back to her alpha.

"Massie, she openly dissed you," She argued. "You're going to forgive her?" Massie smirked, and stalked off towards Alicia and Kristen.

"You'll see."

Alicia growled, and folded her arms across her chest as Massie approached. Massie cocked her head, and glared at Alicia.

"Excuse me El Wannabe en Espanola," She snapped. "I need to talk to Kristen. Alone!" Alicia looked taken aback.

"Um, Kristen's with me."

"You say I'm a controlling bitch? Look at you?" Massie yelled. "You steal my boyfriend, stab my back all the freaking time, and then you lie and say he effin raped you, not that he wouldn't, but we all know what a whore and a liar you are! No ONE LIKES YOU! Why don't you just give up, huh? You're so not worth it." Alicia blinked, then a smile spread across her face.

"Derrick didn't resist, did he?" Massie winced, because Alicia knew that would burn. Alicia nodded, and wrapped an arm around Kristen. "Now, go away!" Massie ignored her, and leveled her amber eyes with Kristen's navy blue ones.

"Please?" She said. "Just a second." Kristen looked nervous as she jerked away from Alicia's arm.

"Kay," She said, following Massie, leaving Alicia looking like a loser by herself. Massie reached the side of the building, the tapped her ankle boots on the ground.

"So, would you like to explain why you dissed me, stabbed my back, and followed Ew-licia instead of me?" She demanded, her eyes blazing fire. Kristen nodded, and tears filled her eyes.

"Alicia was black mailing me," She whispered. "She threatened to tell everyone my mom went to jail for 2 days, and that my family was poor. She said I had to diss you, Mass, I'm so sorry, and I miss you. I don't even like Alicia." Tears slipped down Kristen's cheeks. Massie felt a little bad.

"Kristen, you really hurt me, ok?" She said loudly. "Was it worth hurting me and losing my friendship forever for a stupid secret like being poor?" Kristen was sobbing, and Massie was feeling worse.

"No, and I'll do anything to be your friend again, Massie, I miss you so much!" Kristen said. "It was a huge mistake I'll never make again. Alicia's a horrible friend, and she's such a slut." Massie smiled warmly.

"That's why she was wearing a mini skirt and a belly helter in January, hun," Massie joked. "Child's emotionally blond." Kristen giggled, and the two hugged. Massie was glad she had all of her real friends back. She had no desire to be friends with Alicia anymore, and she was ok with that. Massie and Kristen walked towards Alicia.

"Kristen is my best friend again, and she no longer has to answer to you," Massie rapped. "And if you dare tell anyone she's poor, I will personally tell everyone you got a boob job in the fifth grade." Kristen and Massie giggled all the way back to Dylan and Claire, who looked pissed off. Alicia looked so angry, it looked like her head was going to explode. Massie unwrapped an arm from around Kristen and faced her friends.

"Alicia was obviously blackmailing Kristen with her secret," Massie explained. "She earnestly apologized, so she's back in, only if she promises not to let her insecurities and what other people say get in the way of our friendship. Done?"

"Done," Kristen said quickly.

"Done," Claire said hesitantly.

"Done," Dylan grumbled.

"And Done," Massie confirmed, grinning. "Let's go take on our junior year!"

"Hey Olivia!" Alicia shouted, smoothing her belly shirt. Olivia, in her cute All American girl outfit, winced, and ran her fingers threw her white blond hair.

"Alicia? Listen, I shouldn't be talking to you," She whispered. "I'll be considered an FEW." Alicia tensed, and watched as Massie, Dylan, and Kristen walked past them, laughing and talking loudly.

"What do you mean?"

"You ruined Massie and Derrick's perfect relationship, and then said he raped you to your boyfriend. You're nothing but a white trash hoe, Alicia. Everyone's been calling you Slut-licia actually. I can't be seen with you, much less be friends with you after what you did." Olivia took off down the hall, rushing after Livy Collins and Kori Gedman. Alicia wouldn't cry at the turn of events. She walked down the hallway, looking for one friend, or sympathy, but receiving a verbal slap in the face every single time. Derrick was at his locker when she approached, touching his cheek, and kissing his perfect lips. Derrick pulled away, and forced a smile.

"Alicia," He said, sounding annoyed and defeated. Alicia giggled, and stuck out her huge boobs. Derrick took a step back, and looked her in the face.

"Um…what are you wearing? It's winter still, remember?" He said it like she was mentally retarded or something, and it made Alicia mad. Alicia stomped her foot just when Massie walked by, shaking her head.

"Nice company you keep, Duh-rrick," She snarled. Alicia looked kind of nervous as she faced Massie, who was by herself. Alicia stepped forward, and so did Massie, her amber eyes flashing.

"He had sex with me, did he not?"

"Give it a rest, will you?" Massie snapped. "You screwed up, Alicia, and we'll never be friends! You turned into some sluttish psycho bitch, and terrorized everyone! You blackmailed Kristen, who never really liked you, by the way, and you told her to spread those nasty rumors about me! It was all you! But, you know what, I don't blame you for wanting to be me, but I blame you for doing what you did! And Derrick, what is wrong with you? Sure, you're a guy and all, but you ruined our perfect relationship. I had feelings for you, and you flushed them down the drain, and hooked up with a hooker!" Alicia glared, but Massie glared harder. Derrick looked at her with his puppy dog eyes, and took a step towards her.

"I'm sorry. It was the biggest mistake I made, and I know I ruined us. I'm so sorry, Massie." Massie wouldn't falter, would she? Just then, Josh came up to her, and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, looking straight at his exes.

"Hey, Mass," He said cheerily. "You have History now?" Massie nodded, her amber eyes never straying from Derrick's face. Alicia's eyes were darting between the two, her hot temper rising again.

"Would you kindly leave?" The Fannish girl rasped. "Since you're mucking all over my ex boyfriend."

"Alicia, you cheated on me, and if I like Massie, you need to build of bridge and get over it," Josh said, his grip tightening on Massie's thin shoulders. Massie glanced at Derrick, who looked pretty jealous. Alicia cocked her head.

"Maybe if you were a better boyfriend I wouldn't have had to cheat!" She yelled. Massie's head snapped up.

"So, Derrick, you wouldn't have messed around with Alicia if I had been a better girlfriend?" Derrick gave Alicia a look, and then shook his head frantically.

"No, it was all me!" He screamed. "Why can't you just get over it? I'm a guy." Massie laughed out loud, surprising everyone.

"Great excuse," She snapped sarcastically. "Come on, Josh." She turned on her heel, ignoring Alicia and her jealous sniggering like she didn't care she was hanging with the man she had thrown away.

"Um, hey Mass," Cam said, eyeing Josh, and hugging her. "Want to grab a smoothie after school?" Massie looked at her shoes, then into his different colored eyes.

"Um, sure. Is Claire, your girlfriend going?" She emphasized, raising a perfectly arched eyebrow. Cam blushed, and looked at his feet.

"Um, no. Listen, we're best friends, right Mass? Claire'll understand." Josh smiled, and he knew exactly what he had to do as Massie nodded.

"Massie's what!" Claire yelled, jumping to her feet. Josh nodded as she reached table 18.

"She and Cam are hanging out. Massie's secretly dating him. I was there when he asked her out. He said he didn't care about you, so their heading there after school. I'll show you today." Claire was livid. Massie was a bitch, like always! Massie wasn't mourning Derrick! She was a manipulator and a liar, and Claire despised her.

"She is so dead to me," She whispered, sipping at her soda. Dylan and Kristen walked in together, and took in Claire's dejected smile.

"What's up?" Dylan asked, smoothing back a red curl, and pinching Claire's rosy cheek. Claire scowled, and smacked her hand away.

"Massie's hanging with Cam, and Cam's cheating on me with her." Kristen rolled her eyes, and shook her head.

"It's probably not like that," Kristen said. "Massie wouldn't do that after what happened at her party." Claire shook her head in desperation.

"It's true, their hanging out at the Smoothie King today," She wailed, tears rolling down her face. "I hate her!" Kristen and Dylan rolled their eyes, and waited for their alpha to walk into the café. She didn't.

"See, she's probably with Cam!" Claire yelled, shaking her head. "I thought she was different from Alicia, not he twin!" Dylan slammed her hands down on the table, and glared at Claire.

"Shut up, Claire, or you'll have to deal with me!" She shouted. "Massie just got her boyfriend screwed in front of her face, and you're worried about your falling apart anyways relationship with Cam! You're the only bitch in the PC. A selfish, nasty one. Get over yourself and show Massie some sympathy!"

Claire gasped as Josh left. Kristen looked down at her food, and messed with a strand of blond hair.

"I'll text her."

K: M, where r u?

M: Studying w/ Chris Plovert and Griffin Hastings. We have some group project thing in Science going on, and they wanted 2 work on it. Sorry. See u in Geography.

"See?" Kristen said, showing Claire her phone. "Massie wouldn't do-"

"You would know, Kuh-risten," a nasal congested voice said. "Massie's little wannabe!"

Kristen's eyes blackened as she recognized the voice. Alicia was standing their, by herself, in her "I'm-a-whore-and-proud-of-it" outfit. Dylan immediately placed a hand on Kristen's back, but Claire didn't even care. Her problem wasn't Alicia, it was Massie and Cam.

"What do you want?" Kristen asked coldly.

"I told you if you become friends with Massie again, I would spread your secret around the school faster than you could say LBR," Alicia said, just as coldly. "I always keep my promises."

"What about your promise to have Massie's back, not stab it?" Dylan cut in, her eyes narrowed. "Shut up, and run back to Tramp town. K? Bu-bye." Kristen high fived her as Alicia smiled, and held a mic in front of her overly glossy mouth.

"Excuse me, everyone? I have a special announcement to make. Kristen Gregory has been at BOCD on a scholarship, and is dirt poor, and lives in Brick view Apartments. Dylan here weighed 200 pounds over the summer, and had to get bypass surgery over the summer." Dylan paled, and Kristen sobbed. Claire finally looked up, but was unsure what to do. People were laughing at Dylan and Kristen, except for some, who were looking at Alicia with disappointment and disgust.

"You are trash," Dylan said, gripping Kristen's hand, and dragging her away. Alicia's smirk faltered, but then she turned to Claire.

"Ready to leave Massie?" She asked. Claire opened her mouth, but what would she say. Yes? No? Maybe?

"Not yet," She said fiercely. "But, if I break away from Massie, I'm not being your friend." Claire stood up, smiled sweetly, tossed her blond curls, and walked away, leaving a furious Alicia behind.

Smoothie King

January 3, Monday

4:24 P.M.

Massie pulled her long brown hair in a long side ponytail, and sipped nonchalantly at a medium strawberry and banana smoothie. Cam messed with his Pina Coloda smoothie, and then looked straight into his amber eyes.

"Massie, I'm in love with you, ok?" He said. "I don't love Claire like I love you, and I want you." Massie stared at him, her eyes wide with fear and shock. Oh no, this couldn't be happening.

"Cam…Claire's my best friend!" She shouted. "I can't hurt her like that!"

"So, Claire over me?" He demanded. Just then, the door swung open, and in entered a livid blonde.

"I knew it," Claire said softly. "I knew you were a lying fake, Massie. You're nothing but trash. Going behind my back with my boyfriend!" Massie shook her head, nervousness in her eyes.

"Kuh-laire, I-"

"Save it," She snapped. "You are a white trash bitch, pretending to be hurt over Derrick and Alicia, when you were ready to steal Cam. We are not friends!" Claire ripped off her sacred PC bracelet, and flung it at Massie's feet.

"Give that to your next victim," She spat. "And Cam? We're done!" Massie eyes filled as her ex friend rushed out the smoothie king.

"Why didn't you say anything?" Massie asked. "She blamed me because you invited me here! It was a set up, wasn't it? You wanted her to see me here so she would dump you, and you wouldn't have to deal with me anymore. I can't believe you would stab my back like this!" Massie grabbed her pink Coco Chanel bag, and ran out the door, and into the street, tears on her face. Stabbed in the back, and now Claire was gone.

What was she going to do?