Chapter 1
Alice's POV
I grab my clothes off the mannequin. There's a "surprise" today, according to Kristal. It's for me, and surprises from Macy are never a good thing.
Today I'm wearing an Alice+Olivia mini dress, a Ralph Lauren Leather jacket and Manolos flats to go with the outfit. I have a simple Abercrombie bag. I rate myself a 9.4. I think it fits and Macy would never rate me so high. I think she's jealous. Whatevs. I open the door of my mansion.
"Get in loser." Macy calls, from the window. As I approach, I hear Clara saying, "Ehmagawd. Talk about coming straight off the pages of Vogue!" I roll my eyes, and so does Macy, but for a different reason. The whole ride is silent.
Finally we got to OCD.
"Know, what? You can consider yourself done and done." Macy begins.
"What'd I do?" I say.
"You kissed Tristan."
"What!" I'm not the only one, so does Kristal. Macy's eyes prance around aimlessly then end up on my boyfriend, Juan Larensons. She slips one arm around his shoulders.
"That kiss was great, ain't it, honey? You steal mine and I steal yours. And I've got proof about you and Tristan." She pulls out her rhinestone encrusted iPhone and waves a picture in front of me.
"Ah-bvious-leh photoshopped, bitch." I hear gasps from around me. No one ever stands up to Macy. I turn to Juan. Yeah, he was the hottest guy in the whole school. I guess I was too overjoyed to even think that he would cheat on me. I blink away the tears. He's that guy in White Horse, and I'm Taylor Swift.
"I thought you were friends." I glare at everyone except Kristal, because she is my only true best friend.
I'm leaving the place, and I hold my head high, and walk away from OCD.
"Bye loser!" Macy calls out from behind me. I bet her hand is still entwined with Juan's. It's not like I care.
I grab that envelope and rip it open. I got it a week ago, from Hollywood directors. I auditioned, when I felt like I was going to get kicked out of the Hotties. I got callbacks. I'm going to go to Hollywood. Make them regret all they've done.
I'll never come back to Westchester. Not if I can help it. This is where I'm meant to be. My mom's famous and so's my dad. Alicia Nadia Rivera, host of the infamous celebrity show. Joshua Alexander Hotz, famous Abercrombie and Ralph Lauren models. Mom's also a model for Prada and Armani. Dad's also an infamous lawyer, the second Len Rivera. This is where I belong.
I got the part. I'm always texting Kristen between shoots. I bet it's making Macy real upset. I laugh at that thought.
