Octavian Day High's Entrance
Westchester, New York.
September 10, 2012.

"Mass, we're here!" Massie's stepfather, Charles, announced, smiling at the seventeen-year-old.

Massie pursed her lips, looking out the window. Her school back in California had much more majestic looks, but she had to admit it, Octavian Day High wasn't painful to look at.

"I hope you have a nice day," her mom, Kendra, told her.

Massie nodded, even though Kendra couldn't see. "I'll make sure to do that."

Four years ago, the Block family lost two very important things in a car accident: her mother's sight, and the life of Massie's father, William. And though Massie didn't admit it to anyone other than her dog, Bean, she still very much missed her smiling father. The brunette shook those sad thoughts away before opening the door to her SUV.

Smoothing down her uniform's skirt, she began to make her way toward the double doors that led to the school's inside. Unfortunately for Massie, the school required uniforms. She couldn't dazzle everyone with her costy and Vogue covergirl-worthy outfits. Which was why she'd made sure to add a Blair Waldorf feeling to her uniform. If she was going to live uptown now, she'd have to play the part, too. Her fashion, her makeup, her hairstyle... everything had to change.

The fresh scent of the pines surrounding the school blew as a light breeze past Massie's face as she climbed up the two stairs before the entrance. Massie stopped, taking a second to breath in. That moment reminded her of the day she began sixth grade, which was the beginning of the three most horrible years of her life. She was a bullied music freak who dressed like a geek. It wasn't until she entered high school that she abandoned music and became more fashion-wise that people began to notice her gorgeous features.

Reminding herself that she did not look like a geek right then, she pushed the doors open. Greeted by warmth, she looked around the elegant hallways, keeping her cool façade.

As she strutted down the hallways, all the eyes turned to look at her. She could hear whispers. But they weren't criticizing ones, they were ones full with admiration and respect. Massie could differentiate them now very well. Her lips curled upward in a smirk. She had one goal set in her mind when she first moved there. It was not to make new friends, or to date the hottest guy around... it was to impress. And she was doing a very fine job at it.

"Hello," a singsong voice chirped. Massie found herself facing a graceful blonde. "You must be Massie Block."

Massie smiled, glad that people recognized her. "That's right... and you are?"

"Kori Geddman," the girl introduced herself. "I'm the daughter of James Geddman, your stepfather's temporal business partner."

Massie's eyes sparkled. "Oh, that's right. He worked with my father in a case a while ago. How's he doing? He was very kind when he came to visit Malibu."

And so, a very rich girl conversation began within the two. It turned out that Kori was not just one of the richest girls around, but also the alpha of the school. By talking with her in the hallways, Massie had just gotten her ticket to popularity.

The first periods passed, and soon, it was time for lunch. Massie was treating herself to a delicious salad in an elegant cafeteria, sitting on the popular kids' territory, table number five. Some cheerleaders, the school's soccer players, and other rich kids sat around her. And even though they were in an interesting conversation, Massie's amber eyes couldn't help but wander toward the cafeteria's entrance. Five of the most handsome boys she'd ever seen were making their way toward the table next to her.

"Oh. My. God," Massie gasped. "Who are those?"

"The hottest guys at school," Kori told her, smiling flirtily at the boys (who didn't spare Massie's newfound friend a glance). "The blonde one is Derrick, the hot tanned one is Josh, the curly guy is Kemp, that blue-eyed boy in the middle is James, and the one with ash brown hair is Chris. They're the Beat Freaks."

Massie nearly spit her Evian water. "Beat Freaks?!"

Kori giggled. "I know it sounds... loserish. They're the school's boy's musical group. But they have angelic voices, hot looks, and lots of money. Plus, they've always managed to place the school's name in a very good position."

Massie eyed the boys.

"They're, like, the kings of the school," Strawberry, Kori's friend, informed Massie.

"We're the queens," Kori quipped, popping a strawberry in her mouth.

The blonde boy, Derrick, looked up. His hazel eyes met Massie's. He raised an eyebrow, very smugly, before returning to his food. Massie pursed her lips in distaste. He reminded her of the snob back home who'd made sure everybody in middle school hated her.

Three girls passed by the Beat Freaks's tables.

Kori groaned. "And those are the school's jesters, the Soprano Committee. They're the girls' musical group, and they suck."

Massie bit her lower lip as Derrick stuck out his leg, tripping the blonde one of the three. The girl stood up, ignoring everyone's snickers, and made her way to a table. The redhead followed, not looking pleased, but not affected, either. The only one who showed any reaction was a jet black-haired girl, who glared at Derrick before following her friends.

"I don't know why they don't quit," Strawberry mused. "They would have such an easier life if they'd just stopped with that club of theirs."

Massie looked down at her salad. Having been a bullying victim before, she'd never been part of a heist to terrorize students back home. And she wasn't planning on being in one in Westchester, either. Unless it involved Derrick, who was still cackling at the blonde's trip.

In her 'out' list, Derrick was first.


a/n: I just wanted to tell you about the main characters who won't appear until later chapters: Claire, Cam, and Alicia. Don't worry if you're fans of them, they will appear later on :) I think I'll be able to update tomorrow, because (for the first time), my homework isn't so time-absorbing. Plus, I've got Monday off (yay!). Well, hope you liked it!