saturday 14th of march, 2009

P.S. I Loathe You

by: Jordan

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AnaBanana0923: First review! Thanks. :)

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BOCD

The Great Lawn

Monday, September 21st

7:34 A.M.

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Massie Block's inner-alpha battery was instantly recharged as soon as she applied a generous thick coat of Walnut Butterscotch Glossip Girl. It was the latest delivery and it was delish! She inhaled deeply before turning to her BFF number five; Claire Lyons.

"Kuh-laire, will you puh-lease stop acting like a desperate LBR?" Massie snapped when she noticed Claire's sickening-sweet lovey-dovey facial expression. Massie knew that Claire was head-over-heels in love with Cam Fisher and couldn't wait to see his ah-dorable face again, but seriously, Claire was acting too LBR-ish. She was supposed to play it cool, nawt look like she was being abducted by aliens.

Claire immediately snapped out of Planet Cam. She shook her head like it was an Etch-A-Sketch. "Sorry," she mumbled to her cuticles.

Massie's pout softened. "You're forgiven."

Massie lifted her thin bronze wrist to her ski-slope nose and sniffed. Chanel No. 19 had gotten her through some tough times.

Alicia Rivera folded her arms over her ample cleavage. Massie could smell her BFF's signature spicy chocolate perfume. She smiled to herself. Some things never change.

The walk to the Oak tree was brisk. The five alphas puffed their designer handbags and plopped them down onto the dewy grass.

"Soooo, how are we going to kick-start our brand new year, excluding the boy-fast?" Dylan Marvil stuck an unruly curl behind her but it just flung out again. Massie giggled and exchanged glances with Kristen Gregory.

"Yeah, I'm dying to know," Alicia nodded.

Massie leaned back on her hands and crossed her legs Indian-style. She loved when the Pretty Committee turned all the attention on her.

"The seventh grade was hard," Massie began, focusing on the cheery blue sky so that she wouldn't meet the other girl's eyes. "I had to deal with Kuh-laire moving into my guesthouse, Alicia starting her own clique, Nina the Obsenca, my first kiss with Derrick, getting expelled, losing the part of Molly Reynolds to Kuh-laire, searching for the key, losing it to Layne, winning it back, trying to get Chris Abeley to fall in love with Skye Hamilton and dealing with the Briarwood boys invading our school. And now, I have a plan."

Alicia tossed her long dark hair onto her gold-dusted cheekbones.

Dylan folded a piece of blueberry Bubble Yum into a dead leaf.

Kristen nibbled at a mozzarella stick she had stolen from the Range Rover's mini fridge.

And Claire chewed her fingernails and kept her eyes on the ground.

Massie took a deep breath before continuing. "We need to make our ex-crushes jealous. Especially me. I need to make Derrick Harrington so jealous, he will beg to be with me again. Alicia; you're fine. Claire; you're almost fine. But Dylan, Kristen and I need new crushes. Worthy of alpha status. Nawt LBR's. Understand?"

Dylan and Kristen nodded in perfect unison.

"My Friday night sleepover will be spent choosing the perfect dudes. They don't nessacarily have to be on the soccer team, but they need to be flirtatious and tall enough to turn on a light switch."

"Ah-greed," Alicia smiled and tapped her heart.

Massie smiled graciously.

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing...Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing.

Immediately, the LBR's rushed to BOCD's front doors.

Massie turned to her friends, her amber eyes dancing. "Wardrobe check!" The girls golf-clapped and carefully stood up in a line.

Massie held her Walnut Butterscotch GG in front of her highly-glossed lips. "Alicia Rivera, please step forward."

Alicia grinned and stepped forward. She placed one hand on her hips and stuck her left leg out.

"Alicia is looking lovely today dressed in skinny black Sass & Bide jeans, a blue-and-white ruffle Ralph Lauren top and black suede Marc Jacobs ballet flats. Your hair is loose and wavy, j'adore. Congratulations, you are a nine-point-four.

Alicia giggled and stepped back into line.

"Dylan Marvil?"

"Here, madamé." Dylan burped and bounced forward.

"As usual, you look comfy-cool in a white-and-black satin kimono dress. Black leggings are peeking out the bottom and red patent leather flats add a nessecary touch of colour. Your hair is piled onto a messy bun that I have never seen before, but it suits you. Congrats, you're a nine-point-two."

Dylan punched the still air with her fist as Kristen skipped towards Massie.

"Kristen Gregory, you look ah-dorable in tiny black short shorts, black-and-purple Pumas, and a green Polo shirt. You get extra points for the French braid. You are a nine-point-one. Claire Lyons, please come forward."

Nervously, Claire made her way towards the alpha. Massie tapped her chin.

"My denim Chip & Pepper mini skirt looks cute on you. Metallic black ballet flats have replaced your stinky summer Keds and that lime green iZod really brings colour to your already bright blue eyes. A faded black Marc Jacobs blazer is unnessacary, because it is about seventy-six degrees. You are an eight-point-nine.

Claire knew that she had the lowest mark, but it was one of the best she had gotten. She sighed with relief and hugged her shoulders.

"My turn!" Massie grinned. She spun around so the girls could get a good look at her outfit. "I'm wearing a deep plum Thread Social mini dres, silver woven Tory Burch sandals and white drop earrings. My hair has been done courtesy of the fantastic Jakkob." She placed her hands on her hips. "Feedback?"

"Nine-point-five," Alicia blurted with total certainty.

"Ah-greed." The others echoed. Massie nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, we will be walking into BOCD to the beat of Ciara's "Like A Boy."

"Which part?" Kristen asked.

"Ladies, I think it's time to switch roles. Are we ready?"

Massie wrapped her hand around the polished silver pump handle on the lacquered wood door and mouthed, "A-five, a-six, a-five, six, se-vuhn, eight. Ladies, I think it's time to switch roles..."

Flowery perfume, fruity hair products and sweet bubble gum filled the air and replaced the stale eraser smell the halls oftened had.

All of sudden, a flock of anxious LBR's rushed to the Pretty Committee. Kaya Horner was leading. The Pretty Committee giggled when they say what the petite girl was wearing; Last year's tattered Sevens over navy leggings and a bulky white sweater.

"Ohmygod, hi you guys!" She clasped her hands together and rocked back and forth. "Massie, I love your hair! Did you use a diffuser?" Massie ran her manicured fingers through her glossy dark hair.

"No, it's natural," she lied. She needed her public to think that her captivating shine was 100 percent natural, nawt a product from Jakkob's salon.

Penelope Rothman beamed down at Massie. "I wish I was as skinny as you." She sighed enviously. "Did you lose weight?"

Massie glanced down at her flat-as-a-cutting-board stomach. "No. I don't think so."

Mindy Baum, head of the student council, blushed when she walked to the Pretty Committee.

"Nice to see you guys again."

"You girls look so amazing, as usual," Allie-Rose Singer gushed.

"MASSIE!" Big Mac screamed. The chunker flung her arms around Massie's thin shoulder and squeezed her into a bone-crushing hug.

15th

Alicia, Dylan, Kristen and Claire immediately rushed to Massie's side and pried Big Mac off their leader.

"Are you okay?" Alicia let out a high-pitched squeal.

"Totally." Massie narrowed her bright amber eyes and stared directly at Big Mac, who shifted from left to right foot uncomfortably. Still, Massie was impressed. Big Mac had traded in her black matte lipstick for a soft peach gloss. Her skin was dry from the white powder she used to wear constantly but Massie knew that if the girl used Vaseline on those cheeks, she would look great in no time.

"SorryMassieIknowIshouldbeinthetrailersbutI'msoexcitedto-" she was cut off.

"Um, Big Mac, are you on drugs?"

Big Mac wrinkled her brow. "Uh, no, why?"

"Because you're starting to sound like you're on NyQuill."

The NPC cracked up and exchanged hearty rounds of high-fives. Big Mac glowered and stomped off.

"Heart that one," Alicia giggled. She slid the tiny gold hoops out of her ears and replaced them with diamond studs.

"I know, it's too cool!" Dylan gushed.

Kristen and Claire stayed silent.

Claire quickly scanned the halls for any sign of Cam Fisher. She found Kemp Hurley and Chris Plovert surrounded by a group of LBR's.

She saw Josh Hotz making his way over to Alicia, who was giggling in anticipation.

A light tap on her shoulder interrupted her thoughts. She spun around with a huge smile on her face in case it was Cam Fisher. Massie would have been proud.

It was.

Her smile faded. Her palms started to itch. She didn't know what to say. She didn't know where to look. His mismatched eyes seared a hole through her skull.

"Hi, Claire," he said softly. Claire gaped.

"...uh...h...hi...hell...o..." She stuttered. She wanted to turn to Massie for support but she was too busy for her morning compliments.

Cam took a deep breath. "Claire, I'm so sorry about Olivia and everything. I've been a real jerk and I promise I will never dump you again. I've missed you. Will you forgive me?" The words rolled out of his mouth and Claire felt her heart melt. She had missed him too and would have given anything to have him back in her life.

"Cam," she began. "I want to trust the fact that our relationship is stable. Give me more time."

It was so fast. Claire knew that if this was a cheesy Disney movie, they would already be lip-kissing under the stars. But she had to face reality.

It was lucky that the well-lacquered doors burst open, saving them from awkward embarrassment. Every single head turned to the front doors. Everyone stared. Everyone gasped.

As soon as Massie Block locked eyes with Mi-Carrh DiBella, she knew that she would be reduced to three letters.

Three letters that would haunt her for the rest of her life.

Three letters that will brand her in her high school years.

Three years that marked the end of an era.

It was the end of Massie Block.

A/N: Okay, that's the first chapter. Hope you liked it. It wasn't the best and kind of went by fast. Review please.

Love Jordan.