Author's Note: Thanks so much to the 2 guests who left reviews! I really aprreciated it so much! :) Also, if anyone needs some background this would probably be set when Invasion of the Boy Snatchers takes place, like in place of that I guess. When I first wrote this chapter I thought it had to be close to 1200 words, and when I put it into a document on here I found out with was only like 900 so I had to fluff it up a lil bit.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Clique or Grease.

Block Estate
Massie (and Claire's) Room
5:15 PM Friday, January 23

With the barn renovated, and the house full, Massie had nowhere else to hold her sleepover but in her bedroom. It, on it's own, was comfortably furnished, but with the addition of Claire and all of her stuff it was down right crowded. Massie was at least a little grateful that there would only be three of them tonight. It would make it a less cramped if nothing else.

"Have you thought of any songs?" Claire questioned while she combed her light blonde locks.

Massie pursed her lips and looked up, miming deep thought. Claire giggled at her silly expression. "I was thinking about 'Popular' from Wicked."
"That could be good," Claire said.

Massie raised a brow. "That wasn't very enthusiastic. What's wrong with it?"

"N-nothing," Claire sputtered. "It's just a teensy bit overused." Claire's heart about stopped when she even considered shooting down Massie's idea. "But-but it's from an actual musical, so you'll probably be the only one singing it."

Claire could feel Massie's amber eyes piercing her. "Are you sure?"

"Absolutely," Claire said, forcing confidence. "Didn't Dylan tell you she was doing something by Britney Spears?"

"Yeah," Massie offered with a roll of her eyes. "I don't even want to ask Alicia and Faux-Livia what they're going to do. I wish they'd just get over it and listen to you, it's not like they've been in a musical since they were in the first grade."

Claire shrugged, "I'm sure they'll come around." She wasn't used to being the one assuring Massie. "Besides, it'll just make us look better."

Massie smiled broadly, it even wrinkled the corners of her eyes. "You're starting to think like me Kuh-laire."

There's a little squeal as Massie's bedroom door opened. Kristen stepped in, slamming the door behind her. "Your brother is unbearable!" She practically shouted at Claire.

"Thank you!" Todd's muffled voice sounded from the opposite side of the door.

Claire frowned and glanced to Massie. They shouted back in almost perfect unison, "Get lost Todd!"

"Is he gone?" Kristen said, grimacing.

"No!" Todd answered.

"He'll leave eventually," Massie assured, speaking just quietly enough so Todd couldn't hear. She stood up from her bed and went to her CD player, hitting shuffle until it landed on one of Beyonce's latest. She turned it up to top volume and let the first two tracks play. Claire sang along, almost loud enough to be heard over the blaring music. Pretty soon Massie joined in, and eventually even Kristen was taken in by the beat. By the time the second one came on, they were all dancing around. And Massie didn't even mind when Kristen and Claire bounced up and down on her crisply made bed.
When the second song ended, Claire walked to the door and cracked it open an inch. She signaled an all clear back to Kristen and Massie. The two girls cheered and bounced more on the messy bed.

"Kristen?" Claire called.

"Seyy!" Kristen jumbled back.

"Have you thought about any songs yet?" Claire inquired, her icey eyes sparkling brightly.

Claire, had been asbolutely smitten by the musical from the word go. She had always been stuck playing a tree or a rock in the musicals at her old school, though she had neglected to mention that to Massie and the others. In OCD, however, she knew that she had the potential of actually getting a role. Though there were aspiring performers among her classmates, almost no one longed for the stage. Claire knew she even had an advantage, despite the increased interest among her classmatea. She at least knew what she was doing. Claire nearly missed Kristen's answer among her thoughts.

"I don't really know anything about musicals," Kristen admitted, averting her eyes.

Massie smiled sincerely and patted Kristen on the back. "It's fine K, neither do I. It's why we have Claire!"

Both Kristen and Claire made brief eye contact, sharing the surprise at Massie's uplifting comment. Claire prayed that her unsure thoughts weren't betrayed by her eyes. Massie really was committing to the whole "new year, new me" thing that she had been telling them about, though.
Claire decides to take the compliment and her grin practically split her ears as she started to berate the other girls with everything she knew. Massie, to Claire's surprise was very knowledgeable about singing. When they had set their songs in stone ("Popular," "Don't Rain On My Parade," and "My Favorite Things," respectively), each girl took a turn singing and Massie's voice had practically blown Claire and Kristen away away. And, though Claire would never call her on it, Massie seemed awfully familiar with the show tune she had picked.

"This is so much fun!" Kristen laughed genuinely as Massie spun around dramatically each time she sang the word 'popular.'

"It is!" Massie agreed, collapsing onto her bed.

The girls had been dancing and singing for most of the night, and they hadn't noticed the sky become dark outside. Kristen's eyes barely grazed over the clock before she realized how late it was. Claire's gaze had followed Kristen's, and she looked to the alarm clock as well.

"It's 11:11, make a wish!" Claire cheered.

"Why don't we say them at the same time?" Kristen suggested.

Both blondes looked to Massie for approval. Massie flashed a toothy grin. "One . . . two . . . three!"

"Get cast!" They all exclaimed before exchanging schocked looks.

"That's eerpcy!" Kristen exclaimed.

"Totally," Massie agreed

"Ditto," Claire affirmed. Though she had thought of saying something along the lines of "the lead," but she had decided that would've been too much right as she spoke. And she liked the feeling of being in-line with her friends better. And, judging by the bright looks on their faces, they liked being in sync as well.

Massie looked at the clock herself. "We should get ready for bed," she said before yawning.

"Yeah," Kristen agreed, rubbing her eyes.

"Ditto," Claire offered once more. Though no one noticed, they all had dark circles forming under their eyes.