Westchester, NY

Octavian Country Day

Tuesday, November 13th

8:30 A.M.

"OMG! You got a note from Derrington?" Dylan exclaimed.

"Yeah, and could you keep it quiet?" Massie said, twirling her brunette hair while getting books out of her locker.

"That is SO cool! Can we totally see?" Kristen added, taking another sip from her latte.

"I didn't bring it. What if it fell into the wrong hands?" Massie said, rolling her big, brown eyes.

"Point!" Alicia said, pointing her finger to the ceiling.

"Well, anyways, it's for the PC eyes only." Massie said.

Claire stood there and looked at Massie.

Massie sighed. "Okay, Todd took it and Claire got it back for me."

Claire smiled big, as if she was crowned queen of the whole world. But still, it was a big step up for her. Massie usually never mentioned her even if it practically REVOLVED around her. Now, she knew what it felt like to have some attention.

"Kuh-laire?" Alicia asked, as if she just heard crazy talk.

Claire turned around and looked at Alicia.

"SHE got it for you from Toad?" Alicia asked in a surprised voice.

"Yes, Alicia, she did. Now stop scrunching your eyebrows. You're gonna get wrinkles," Massie said, turning back to close her locker.

"Okay, whatev you say Mass," Alicia said, rolling her eyes.

Then, Massie got a text.

CLAIRE: Alicia?

MASSIE: sry 

CLAIRE: sigh ok

MASSIE: again, sry 

CLAIRE: np 

"Hey who sent you a text?" Alicia asked.

"Um, no one. Why do you ask?" Massie said, quickly stuffing her purple rhinestone-covered RAZR in her jean pocket.

"Ooh, is it Derrington?" Dylan asked, giggling like an idiot.

Yeah, if Claire suddenly became Derrington, Massie thought.

"Uh, okay, outfit check!" Massie snapped, changing the subject. "Alicia, rate me."

"Hmm… Okay, a cute, purple long-sleeved tee from Chanel, a turquoise babydoll from Juicy, dark-washed straight jeans from Guess, cork wedges from Michael Kor, a pink sequined belt and pink star hoop earrings to top it off!" Alicia said, examining Massie's outfit. "I give you… a 9.8!"

Massie's heart floated. A 9.8 was almost perfect, but of course, NOBODY'S perfect, although Massie was the only one closest to perfect. Then, the bell rang.

"Seeya!" Massie said, waving but didn't turn her had back.

"Bye!" Claire said, looking at Massie walk away.

Claire was proud of herself. First, moving from Florida to a place where everyone was spoiled rotten. Then, getting into the IN group of OCD was another thing to be proud of. Also, having Massie's trust? That's something hard to gain. But after all, Claire DID have all those things. Maybe moving to New York wasn't as bad as she had thought. Maybe, she likes Westchester better than Orlando. Maybe. Just Maybe.