Chapter One :: She's Watching Us Now

Part One

Westchester Prep School

French I Class

December 8th, 2OO8

10:55 A.M.

"Okay class, I graded last week's test and let's just say that some of you need some quick improving." Mrs. D` Aubigne said as she grabbed a stack of papers from her black desk. She ran a manicured hang through her blonde hair and began passing out the papers. When she came to Massie, she just rolled her eyes while passing her her paper and walked to the next person.

Massie tapped her white Jimmy Choo Tiz patent cork wedges on the floor of her French I class and narrowed her piercing eyes at the grade she got on her test. All you could see was a huge D- circled in red ink. Her pink tinted cheeks turn red and her Glossip Girl Lemon flavored lips flung open. She knew she wasn't going to do well on this test, but she didn't think she was going to that bad!

"Hey Mass, what did you get?" A little blonde girl, by the name of Kristen Gregory, turned around in the seat infront of her and faced her. Massie closed her mouth and folded the paper. "I aced it. French just come naturally to me." Massie lied twirling around the Coach head scarf that was tied around her glossy up do.

"Lucky. I got a B and I studied all night." Kristen told her while clipping her blonde hair with her Louis Vuttion hair pin. It was clearly obvious that Kristen was jealous because everytime Kristen was nervous, she always messed around with her hair.

"Okay class, time to go into the French Lab, grab all your things and come on." Mrs. D`Aubigne said to the class. She was waiting at the door with her class room keys hanging around her neck on a navy blue Westchester Prep key chain. Massie grabbed her white Chloe Heloise patent tote and her folded up test paper, then waited at the door for Kristen. Kristen on the other hand was stuffing her test into her purple purse a while chopping on a piece of Stride gum. Once she got to the door, Mrs. D`Audigne stopped them.

"Good job on the test Kristen. You got the highest grade." The teacher gave her a smile and Kristen returned to her with a confused look.

"No, Massie got the highest grade. She aced it." Kristen said looking at Massie then to Mrs. D`Aubigne. Massie squeezed on to her gold Juicy charm bracelet and bit down hard on her lip then sighed.

"Oh really? If I recall, Massie got the lowest grade in the class. Right Miss Block?" the teacher asked starring at Massie. Massie didn't respond. She was too busy thinking of a way to correct her teacher and to prove to Kristen that she did in fact get an A, even though she really didn't.

"Kristen, why don't you go into the French lab while I'll have a word with Massie. Okay?"

Kristen nodded and walked of the classroom. Once she was gone, Mrs. D`Aubigne closed the door and crossed her arms over her chest. "Massie, why did you tell Kristen that you aced the French test?"

Massie flicked a piece of lint off her yellow ruffled Juicy Couture baby doll top in response.

"Hello? I'm talking to you." Mrs. D`Aubigne said. She was clearly pissed off.

Massie crossed her arms over her chest and thought about her next few words. "I don't know. She didn't need to know the truth," Massie said to her. Mrs. D`Aubigne shook her head and raised her eyebrows. "What? What is the big deal? It's not like this grade means anything to her." Massie said and then let out another sigh.

"Massie that isn't the point."

"Then what it? Why are you making such a big deal out of this? It was a simple white lie. Nothing wrong." Massie said. She wished her teacher would just shut up and let her go on with her life. Kristen was probably texting the rest of the Pretty Committee getting atleast fifteen new gossip points.

"Massie, first off lying is a terrible thing, especially to your best friend. Second off if you don't start improving in your grades then I'm going to have to give you a tutor. And if that doesn't work then don't expect to be going to the Winter Formal or trying out for the cheer team."

Massie's mouth hung open and then she shut it quickly. Her heart was racing and sweat beads were forming on her head. "What?"

"You heard me." Mrs. D`Aubigne said opening the door again making it clear that the discussion was now over.

"Wait," Massie said closing the door again. She didn't want anyone hearing what she was about to say.

"What?"

"Why wouldn't I be able to go to the dance? Or try out for the cheer team?" Massie asked.

"Because you need passing grades. Your pratically failing two classes. World History and French. You need atleast a C to go to the dance and atleast a B to try out."

Massie thought about her options. More importantly who was going to be her tutor.

"Fine. Who would be my tutor?" Massie asked. She crossed her finders and prayed that it wasn't some LBR (Loser Beyond Repair).

"I was thinking of Johnathan Goodman. He takes French III Honors, he is perfect for being your tutor." Mrs. D`Aubigne said to her. "No more questions, we need to get to the French Lab."

Westchester Prep

French Lab

December 8th, 2OO8

11:00

Mrs. D`Aubigne opened up the door and the two walked out. When they got to the French Lab, the whole classes stopped talking and Massie sat down next to Kristen and Mrs. D`Aubigne began their lesson.

"What happened while I was gone?" Massie asked logging into the school's iMac computer with her username and password.

"Nothing much. Just stupid chat about about the latest on Westchester Gossip Girl." Kristen said.

Westchester Gossip Girl was some random girl (or guy) who posted up the latest scandals and parties and the lives of the rich people that lived in Westchester. The Pretty Committee was never really interested in it until they got into high school. They never took it seriously though since they we're in the "social rankings" just yet. But they guessed it was only because they were freshmen.

"Like what?" Massie asked.

"Winter Formal and that how Skye Hamilton would be cheer caption this year." Kristen told her. Skye Hamilton had returned to Westchester after one year at Alpha Academy and so far she was already turning heads faster then the latest Chanel bag.

Massie rolled her eyes. There was no way that Skye could be captain. That was supposed to be Massie's spot. And there was no way she was going to share that title.

"What did it say about the dance?" Massie said trying to avoid the whole Skye thing.

"I don't know, I'm going to check it online now. I'm already done with my French assignment." Kristen said tapping quickly on the key board and then entering onto Westchester Gossip Girl.

Massie narrowed her eyes. She knew Kristen was doing that on purpose, but decided not to say anything and until something else popped up. Massie clicked on to the 'French I' folder and then onto the assignment she was supposed to do for the class. After the first few words Massie was beginning to feel lightheaded.

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