A/N: so in this chapter, most of alicia's plan is revealed, you get a look inside her head, and massie arrives... kinda. i'm pretty sure the next chapters will be longer than this, but you get all 3 girl's pov's! i think this story will switch between them. but i'm not 100 percent sure yet. we might get some boys thrown in there too.

i wanna thank parachute hearts and DreamCatcherGirlie39 for their lovely reviews! this quick update is for you!

Chapter One

The sun dawned bright and early. Claire Lyons could feel it shining bright in her face, despite the fact that her eyelids felt as though they were sealed shut. Her stomach churned and rolled, threatening to expel itself if she so much as moved and her head throbbed. Her skull was being split open. Honestly.

"Oh god."

Her mouth was beyond dry and apparently swallowing wasn't an option. After the first try and almost gagging, Claire learned quickly.

'What happened last night?' The thought dawned on her slowly. It seemed as if everything was slow moving.

A big fat blank came up.

"Wow. You are seriously a lightweight."

Claire gasped and forced her eyelids open. Lights danced in her vision and she felt her world shift, along with it came a blinding pain. She gagged and forced herself to lean over the side of the bed, which was pretty convenient if she thought about it.

"No wait, don't—Ah man! Seriously?"

Claire paid her bedside partner no mind. Her stomach contents were making themselves known.

She opened her mouth to protest, tears burning her vision, but only gagged again. Hello? She couldn't have been on the inside, against the wall. She would have thought that he would have appreciated that he wouldn't have to clean vomit off his wall and bed sheets.

There was a heavy sigh and a shift in the bed. Her hair was parted away from her mouth and her face. It was a nice gesture, only problem was that it allowed her a perfect picture view of how much this was not her bedroom. It was not a room she recognized at all. Her heart pounded, sweat broke out.

"Oh god," Claire cried, hysteria building as she slowly realized what this meant. Her eyes burned as she brought a hand to cover her face. "What have I done?"

She couldn't bear to look down at herself or at the person next to her. She couldn't bear to look anywhere. Her throat closed up with another heave of her stomach. Her tongue felt swollen in her mouth. 'What have I done? What have I done?!' she cried to herself.

"Do you really want to know?"

Claire let out a sob, parting her fingers and stared right into the end of her world, in the form of the smug face of Josh Hotz.

Morning found Alicia sitting on a lounge chair in the boy's dormitory common room. Her face showed a careful expression of calm, when Alicia felt anything but. Her twofold plan could not fail; the whole point of it all void if it couldn't be completed.

This past week—no, this whole year, Alicia felt as if her life was slipping from her fingers. Everything she had worked so hard for was coming apart at the seams. Nothing was guaranteed anymore. Not her boyfriend, not her friends, not her position, and not her life at Briarwood Academy.

If Alicia had to pinpoint the exact moment when her life came crashing down, she would point to Cam Fisher. The spectacular shots in last year's game of the season against Hotchkiss by forward Cam Fisher saw him crowned as the MVP of the soccer team.

'MVP's not that big of a deal,' Liv and Dyl had told her. And they were right, Derrick Harrington was MVP two years ago and nothing came of it. She forced herself not to dwell on it, but everything changed when the junior year started up again and Cam Fisher was named captain of the Briarwood Sharks soccer team.

Everyone had thought for sure that Josh Hotz, her boyfriend, would be made captain. Alicia herself had bet on it. The group dynamics, the school dynamics, everything shifted as Derrick rose to fame. Cam Fisher became Alpha of the Briarwood boys. There was no denying it.

Alicia's slow downfall continued when Cam Fisher revealed himself to be dating Claire Lyons, small-town nobody. Alicia snarled, her calm demeanor slipping.

Nothing rose Alicia's hackles like Claire Lyons.

Alicia couldn't see the appeal. There was nothing about Claire Lyons that she understood. Claire had nothing going for her. She hailed from Orlando, Florida, of all places. She had no name for herself, her parents were medium income. She attended Briarwood on scholarship, for goodness sakes! Everything about her screamed average. She barely wore make up, her fashion sense was non-existent. Hello, Keds?

But most importantly, Claire didn't care anything about the school's social scene and that bothered Alicia and boiled her temper to no end. Alicia realized she was clutching the arm rest of the lounge chair and forced herself to take a deep breath, to relax.

'That bitch thinks she can have it all, does she?' Alicia thought darkly.

Alicia had to force herself to admit it though. Claire was a blip in her radar. She was nothing and she honestly wouldn't have matter that all that much in the long run. She could have passed by Alicia's wrath almost completely, maybe... if it wasn't for Claire sinking her claws into her boyfriend.

Despite what everyone thought otherwise, Alicia did love Josh Hotz. He was her perfect counterpart, the Brad to her Angelina, the Jay-Z to her Beyoncé.

Everything about them was perfect, could still have been saved, until Cam brought Claire into the fold and Josh found himself more and more intrigued. Alicia gasped, squeezing her eyes shut and clutching her chest. 'No, don't think about it,' she commanded herself.

Josh was a sinking ship; Alicia had to constantly remind herself. He was already going down. Her slight downfall, on the other hand, was all Claire's fault. And if Claire thought Alicia would go down easy, she was sorely mistaken.

So Alicia came up with the plan. It was too late to back out now, the ball was rolling. All Alicia needed was the keep it spinning and her position was guaranteed, even if it meant losing a part of herself. There was nothing she wouldn't do, wouldn't give.

All his led her back to where she was now... waiting. She wanted to check her phone for the time, but it was dead. It was all good though, because the elevator chimed right at that moment and Alicia was on her feet.

Her heart hammering in her chest, Alicia seized her next target the moment the elevator opened.

"Cam! Is it true?" Alicia demanded, the tears she didn't even have to will into her eyes, threatening to fall.

Massie glared stormily out the window at the lush grass plains they were speeding by in the car her parents rented for her trip. Despite, the green and verdant view, she grew more sad each passing second. Every moment she was even privileged to these views meant the further away she was from home.

She refused to cry though, all that had been done, everything let out in the privacy of her bedroom. Massie had already come to terms with it.

One of Massie's rules of being a true Alpha was turning any situation into your favor and Massie could definitely do that. Briarwood was another chance to hone her skills, to conquer, and come back to OCD better than ever.

So if she had to sacrifice her monthly shopping trips in the city, being in the loop with all her friends from OCD, and most of all, her adorable baby Bean, then so be it. Because isn't that what being on top was all about? Sacrificing everything in your arsenal for the goal? It was a small sacrifice to pay, Massie had decided.

"We'll be pulling in shortly," her chauffeur declared, pulling Massie from her thoughts.

Massie said nothing. Despite already deciding to make the best of it, Massie wasn't happy about it. Her parents would probably get a report on her from her chauffeur later on and she definitely didn't want her parents to think she was actually okay with their decision. If anything, she should have been able to tag along with them on their year long vacation.

Again, Massie turned back to the window. The beautiful brick buildings looped with green ivy that were Briarwood Academy took her breath away. From its beauty or from her own nerves, Massie had no idea. She suspected the former, because Massie, being a native New Yorker, had never seen a place so green. All around here were flourishing trees and green grass stretching on to the edges of deep, dense woods surrounding the school. Behind the school, from Massie's position in the car, she saw a large lake connecting to more thick woodlands. Massie was instantly reminded of her eighth grade field trip to Lake Placid.

The chauffeur pulled the car to a stop and walked around to open the door for her. Massie stepped out, still admiring the unexpected beauty of the school. It was exactly what she had always imagined a boarding school would be. She shuddered just thinking of all the bugs.

The chauffeur stood to the side, watching her observe her new home with reluctant awe.

"What do you think, Miss Block?" he spoke, opening the trunk and unloading Massie's carry-on travel Prada suitcases. Her room stuff and other clothes had already been shipped ahead. Massie tore her eyes away from the school and wrinkled her nose towards her chauffeur.

He cleared his throat instantly, chastised. Massie left that impression on a lot of people. "Is that all, Miss Block?"

She nodded surly, watching as he placed her suitcases next to her and bid her a polite goodbye. Massie sighed as she stepped onto the brick road leading to the school. She stood by herself and watched as he waved again. Her only way out pulled out of the school's circular driveway and drove off.

He was gone.

Grabbing her suitcases, Massie turned and headed towards the glass doors of the school's entrance, stepping into the school and her new life.

A/N: next chapter should be up soon. not as quick probably, but i have it planned. see you then! kisses!