I do not own The Clique. Lisi Harrison does. I only own the plot and my characters.

"Hello?Lucky Lou's? Yeah me and my friends would like some shrimp fried rice,hold the rice. Some General Tao,and some noodles. What do you mean,what kind? There's more than one kind? Whatever,get us all of them. Yes, even the Japanese kind. Well, go find some! Deliver it to 2495 Block Estate. Goodbye to you too, bastard!" Staring at the phone, Dylan cursed. She turned to the PC. "I suggest checking your noodles for spit."

"BITCH,PLEASE! JUST GET ME MY MOTHERFUCKING MOZERELLA STICKS!" Kristen turned around to her clique. "You might wanna check your sauce for pee."

"Where are they? Claire said,bursting into the spa/sleepover building at the back of the Block's Estate.

"Kuh-laire. We need love!" Massie and Alica stretched out their arms, ready for Claire's monster hug. "I missed you guys too much for my own good! Kemp is one of the hottest people on the planet, yet so very dull conversationally speaking." Dylan commented, looking out the window every 20 seconds for food delivery guys.

"You're still dating Kemp?" His name rolled off of Kristens tongue like a disease. "You're still crushing on Dempsey?" Dylan shot back with the same look tenfold, and Kristen looked away, cheeks ablaze.

"Fill. Me. In." Alicia and Massie were looking at them like 5 year olds about to watch the newest Dora special.

"Well,little here has been going steady with a certain Fisher... And Dylan's been a total stray. Kristen has done absoulutly nothing but grow boobs and play soccer; which did nothing but increase her crush on Dempsey..."

"Why are you talking about yourself in the third person Dylan? It's quite confusing if you ask me..."

"OMFL,Massie. Your accent is so hawt!" Alicia exclaimed, looking her to her left.

"Why,thank you, I try to be HAHP." Hawt As Humanly Possible.

"Lolz. So me and Dylan were thinking a-" Kristen was inturupted by Claire.

"Did it hurt to finally use your brain?"

"Shut up,Kuh-laire." Dylan said playfully, sticking her tongue out at said Claire.

"We were thinking and-say something claire and prepare to get slapped-we thought if were going to gear up the Pretty Comittee, we were gonna need a few more members."

"I completely agree. All other people who do say 'Aye'."

"Ayeeeeeee."

"Great!Anybody got a yearbook?"

"Why?" Dylan asked,rifling through her Prada bookbag.

"So we can see if there's any possible candidates." Kristen pulled out a gold and silver colored yearbook with big,yellow letters that read OCD a quick B was scrawled next to it.

"They really went all out that year..."

"Why do you have this?" Alicia asked her,raising a perfectly tweezed eyebrow.

"Isn't it obvious? So that she can look at pictures of Dempsey whenever she wants." Claire scoffed and looked over at Kristen.

"Okay,Kuh-laire. What's up with you?"Massie asked,dropping Kristen's stalker book.

"What do you mean?"

"You've be a total party pooper. Have you been hanging around Layne?" She turned towards Dylan and Kristen. "You guys let her hang around Layne? Did you at least try to stop her."

"We tried to drag her back to the soccer table with Cam, but she refused to leave. We figured it wasn't our problem if she went from a 8 to a 4 in a single sitting." Kristen said calmly.

"What is the matter with you people? Have you actually been LISTENING in English class? I will deal with you after I deal with this situation." Massie motioned over to the yearbook furiously,and then picked it up.

"We should do elimination rounds! Like the X Factor!" Dylan suggested.

"Dyl,hate to burst your bubble but-that's a great idea! C'mon!" Massie ran in to the sauna,where there was a big,white screen.

"Uh,Alicia is confused to what that is."

"Massie is confused to why Alicia is talking in 3rd person. Oh,crap,you got me doing it! It's a Smartboard, thank you very much." Massie scrawled something in purple marker.

"Huh?LOL? What does that have to do with anything?"

"Oh, absolutely nothing. I just like writing LOL." Massie quickly erased it and wrote 'possible candidates'. Kristen was already shouting out names.

"CAMERON WASHINGTON,ALYSSA GIOVANNI,ANJALI DELOVE,ASIA SANTANGO,..." By the time Kristen was quiet,they had 20 names.

"Well,we can't take Cameron." Dylan drew a big cross on the girls face.

"Why not?"

"Because you already have me. You don't need any other girls with unisex names."

"Okay,Dyl." Massie said,moving Cameron's picture out of the way while rolling her eyes.

"Don't you give me that look!"

"What look?"

"You're very lucky the food is here,or I would've smacked you to Canada."

"Why not Asia?"

"Because I missed you too much for you to go that far away again." Dylan opened the door and there stood Layne and some other boy.

"That'll be-DYLAN?"

"Love you too,Layne." Dylan said sarcastically, taking the food from both of them. "MASSIE! COME HERE AND PAY!"

"WHY CAN'T YOU DO IT?"

"CMUZ IMH EIATOMG." Dylan said with a mouthful of noodles in her mouth and 2 mouthfuls hanging on her bottom lip.

This can't be possible. No. I helped her. She promised to help me.Layne thought and forced a smile as she swiped Massie's card.I'll lose Claire all over again.

The door slammed closed.

Who did Layne help? And how did they help her? I know,but you don't.

MWHAHAHAHAHAHWHAHAHAHAHA*cough cough cough*

See you tommorow.

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