Massie stepped into the halls of OCD. The first thing she and the PC saw was a big banner with "November 26, Fall Dance" written across it in bright chocolate colored glitter. There were glittery gold and red and brown leaves all around it.
"Ehmagawd it's seriously only in 2 weeks?" Alicia Rivera, the current beta of TPC raised her eyebrows.
"That just gives us the benefit Leesh, because I'll take any excuse to go shopping!" Massie smiled.
"Ok wait, we didn't rate each other. I call going first." Dylan placed a hand on the back of her neck and tilted her head to the left, demonstrating a perfect pose. She was in a black vest, a white cardigan, a purple scarf and turquoise skinny jeans. She knew she looked ah-mazing and would get a good rating.
"Wow, Dyl. Impressive. Very chic. You get a…9.6," Massie rated, nodding her head. Dylan squealed, obviously happy for her rating. "Thanks, Mass." She smiled.
"Leesh, you're up next. You look very retro in a brown Ralph Lauren blazer, skinny jeans, and pointy toed knee high boots. A mint green lace cami completes the look along with several green and black bangles. Great job! 9.4!" Alicia's big brown eyes sparkled in the light as she gave a big Dentyne Ice grin. Kristen stepped right up next, giving Claire relief. She always hated to be rated even when Massie did dress her up and she was sure to be a nine. She had thrown on the baby blue Sears Tinkerbell sweater she had owned for a year now because, well, it was almost Winter and she couldn't go about in a tee shirt no matter how cute it was.
"…and a pair of straight leg jeans and lime green doodle-covered slip-ons completes the look so congrats, Kris! You get a 9.3!" Claire took a deep breath and stepped up.
"Kuh-laire, are you a fake dog?"
"Uh…no. No, I'm…I'm not."
"Then why are you such a faux paw?" Massie smirked as the PC laughed. Then Massie's expression turned serious. "Kuh-laire, polyester wrinkles that fabric. Why didn't you tell me you were cold? I have tons of sweaters you know!"
"Oh! I um…just didn't want to bother you."
"Well, fine, you get an 8.1 since it's my outfit. It would've been a 9.5 but the sweater brought it down 1.4 points. Sah-rry!"
Claire insides burned. She was sick of Massie bossing her around, and soon, she was going to do something about it. She was sick of fake sincere-ness and tricks and comebacks and fashion don'ts. She needed to go to the only person who could cure her when it came to Massie being fake and her fashion ratings. Layne.
