How It All Started
Massie Block examined her purple fingernails with distaste. They clashed horribly with her outfit, and the small golden tiaras were a bit too much. She pulled out her polish- remover and frantically started to scrub. Soon, all trace of her 70 manicure had vanished entirely. Massie sighed in relief as she attached simple French- manicure nails; they looked perfect with her outfit.
The alpha did one last twirl in front of her mirror.
"9.7." She muttered to herself, as she surveyed her BCBG sleeveless, magenta mini-dress and her strappy, white, knee- high boots. She ran a hand through her ah-mazingly bouncy curls, and grabbed her white clutch off her bed.
"See ya Mom!" Massie shouted as she ran out the door, not even bothering to hear her mother's reply.
She stepped daintily into the Blocks' new limo, and greeted Isaac. He smiled back at her from the side mirror. "Pleasure to see you again, Ms. Block. Excited about 11th grade?"
"Totally."
"Shall we do Alicia, Dylan, Kristen?"
"Yup." Massie motioned for him to start driving, and pulled out her new purple Blackberry. She began a new text to the PC:
MASSIEKUR: Hey girlies. Sup?
She waited a minute for her friends to reply, then realized Isaac had just pulled up to Alicia's house.
"Heyyyyyy." Massie greeted her beta with a perfect White strip grin.
"How are you?! I have missed you so much! I haven't seen you in, like, three days!" Massie agreed with a sympathetic head bob. But she really wasn't listening to the girl at all… she was actually scanning her outfit.
Alicia was wearing a blood-red baby doll shirt with tight grey leggings. Red Marc Jacob flats were on her dainty feet, and black bangles covered her wrist halfway to her elbows. Large hoops flashed in the sunlight through the window, and accented her glistening, straightened-to-perfection hair. Alicia looked fantastic, but Massie wasn't about to admit it.
"9.6." She told Alicia.
"What?!" The beta looked shocked, and her red lips were shaped in a perfect 'o'. "I spent, like, the entire morning on this!"
"Obviously doesn't show." Massie silenced her protest with an uncaring shrug, and looked out the tinted window as Isaac pulled up to Dylan's house. Unsurprisingly, Kristen was there, chatting with the red-head. The blonde and Dylan had grown a lot closer since Kuh-laire had left. They entered the car, still in their own conversation.
"– and I was like, 'Dune, we are over.'" Kristen was laughing to Dylan, and soon the red head joined in.
"He sooo did not deserve you."
Massie was getting annoyed; they still had hardly spared her a glance. She snapped her fingers and said, "Uhhh, are you guys finished discussing your failing love lives?"
Dylan and Kristen's faces hardened, and their eyes narrowed. They, unfortunately, did not have the comeback-making brain that Massie did.
The alpha moved on. "Now let's see…ratings… I already made Alicia a 9.6, now let's see what you guys came up with." Massie threw her pouting beta an unsympathetic eye roll.
Everyone scanned Dylan's outfit. "A jean skirt on the first day of school?" The alpha said, disgusted. "Shirt and shoes are okay… love the new hair." Dylan brightened as Massie scanned her jean mini-skirt, green tube top, and lime green, 3-inch, Jimmy Choo heels. Everyone else murmured compliments as they admired Dylan's new Rhianna- like haircut.
"I give you a 9.5," Dylan tossed her side-bangs and tried to act like she didn't care. Massie didn't spare her a second glance.
"Kristen… DC's are half-cute, I like the white Abercrombie short-shorts, and the shirt blue baby doll top is a quarter decent. I give you…a 9.6. Congratulations." Unlike Dylan, Kristen did manage to look like she didn't care. Or was she even faking… could she really not care? Massie considered this with narrowed eyes.
Dylan muttered something in her blonde friend's ear, and Kristen muttered something in return. Massie arched a perfect eyebrow.
"Excuse me, ladies? Did you have something to say?"
"Ummm…no."
"There are no secrets here, spit it out." The red head and blonde exchanged worried glances.
"WewerejusttalkingaboutClaireandifwekindasortapossiblymiss
her." Dylan flinched, like she was expecting a slap from her alpha to put her in place.
"You really expect me to know what you said? Repeat it, this time like a civilized person, please." Massie ordered icily.
"I said…. We were just saying that we kinda miss Claire a bit."
Massie simply stared at them, but inside she was raging.
"You miss that…slut?"
"Kind of…She was always nice to me and Kris."
"Ahhh… Did you guys even hear about what she did? I thought you said you knew gossip?" Massie put on a perfect face; she was really a half-decent actor.
"We do…" Kristen protested half-heartedly.
"Really? Well, obviously not the biggest stories in school, so I guess I'll have to tell you… again." Massie didn't stop for their reply.
"Basically, behind our backs, Claire told her boyfriend, (back then) Cam Fisher, that we were bitches and sluts to her. She came up with an awful name for almost everyone in the school. Well, it just so happens that Cam was on our side on this one. It turns out that he has always had a huh-yuge crush on me, even when he was dating Kuh-laire. I mean who doesn't? I'm everything anyone could wish for. Hawt, gorgeous, and beeee-utiful. So Cam came running back to me…and told me what Claire had said, that he needed me, and loved me. Then, we made out… I mean majorly made out, the kind you guys will never have."
Alicia started to protest, "What? Josh and I have Frenched like millions of times and almost…"
"Almost what?" The PC shouted.
"Apple-C!" Kristen shrieked.
"You are so immature." Massie rolled her eyes, and then faced Alicia. "Would you like to go on?"
"Well…" Alicia shifted uncomfortably. "He almost…feltmeup…"
Unfortunately, the PC could make out perfectly what she said this time.
"WHAT!?" Dylan and Kristen screamed together. No one even bothered to shout Apple-C. This was wayyy too much.
Massie just looked smug. "Exactly my point. Cam and I still went farther." The three girls in front of her dropped their jaws.
"Eh."
"Ma."
"Gawd."
"Massie! You…"
Massie rolled her eyes. "Ew, no. But we went farther than you did. Now drop the subject. Back to Kuh-laire." Dylan, Kristen, and Alicia grudgingly sank back down in their seats as Massie continued the story.
"So anyway, now Mr. Hottie Cammie and I are the cutest couple at BOCD High, and Claire is doing whatever she does in Hollywood. I mean who cares if she's on Americas Next Top Model, has her own hit singles and two albums, four movies, and…." Massie trailed off, realizing she sounded like an LBR Loserfan for Kuh-laire. We could not have that, could we?
"Whatevs, I am still the alpha, and Cam is my boyfriend, and we are the cutest clique in high school. Got it straight? We need to forget about Claire and her traitorous mind. Whenever she pops in your head, just think 'female dog'. K?" Massie put in a genuine smile to persuade her friends around her.
They all nodded and murmered their agreement.
"Oh, wadda ya know? We're already here! Lets break some hearts ladies! Lets rock this year!" Massie flinched as she noticed how cheesey she sounded, but the PC hardly seemed to notice. They daintily clapped and stepped out of the limo. Massie made a mental note to write a new state of the union as soon as she could.
State of the Union
IN OUT
Massie Claire
Cam Dempsey
Westchester Hollywood
BOCD High Alphas Hollywood celebrities
There you go! Hope you like the second chapter, it explains some things. Sorry about the double chappy before, I deleted it. Please review, and Claire will be next chapter!