Damn, She's A Crazy Chick
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Massie had texted Alicia 10 minutes ago, after she arrived back at the new house, and she still hadn't replied. When Massie was still Alpha of the Pretty Committee, replies came less than a minute later. 'But you're not the Alpha anymore,' she thought to herself bitterly.
Now, too late, she wondered if it was such a good idea to make Alicia Alpha instead of Claire, like she originally planned. There was nothing she could do about it now though.
She heard Jacqui laugh and used her peripheral vision to watch her. Jacqui's whole vibe completely oozed California-Cool. She pulled off the suspenders in a new twist, making geek, chic. Her blond waves tumbled forward as she laughed. Massie couldn't take it anymore.
Just when Massie was about to kick her out, Jacqui jumped up suddenly and before leaving the room, sneered, "Good luck on Monday, Massie. You'll be needed it." She walked out the door, slamming it.
Massie rolled her eyes and set a squirming Bean down on the carpet, who ran out the room to her new doggy mcmansion in the playroom down the hall. Litterally, it was a giant mansion for dogs.
Massie didn't need anything but her charm bracelet, a good night's sleep, and a kick-ass outfit. She got to work; this was going to take a while.
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Jacqui took of her heels and tip-toed down the steps, hoping her mother wouldn't hear or see her escaping. She headed to the door and grasped the handle, trying to open the heavy door. Suddenly, the voices of adult camaraderie were becoming louder and heels were clacking.
"Nicolette! I must show you this new recipe I just got for Angel Cake," Mrs. Block said, excitedly, her voice becoming louder with every step. "It's absolutely heavenly!" Mrs. Block and Jacqui's mother laughed.
"Shit!" Jacqui panicked-turned the doorknob. "Finally," she whisper-shouted. The door finally came open, but it was too late.
"Jacquierie Natalia Lochler-West, where do you think you are going," her mother asked. Maybe if she pretended not to be there, she wouldn't. Yeah, right.
Jacqui stood up straight. "Out," she replied simply. The less information, the sooner she could leave.
Her mother crossed her arms over her Versace silk top. "Out to where," she asked slowly. 'A place that's none of your business.'
"Just a walk," Jacqui tried to say casually, while putting her heels back on.
"In those heels? Oh no, you're not. You're going out with your friends aren't you." Damn.
"No." Yes.
Mrs. Lochler-West shrugged. "I don't see any problem with that-," she mused.
"Yes! Thanks Mom, love you!" Jacqui began to head out the door, but her mother stopped her.
"Ah, bup bup! On one condition."
Jacqui rolled her eyes. "Yes, I'll clean my room." Or have the maid do it.
"I wasn't going to say that, but do that. The other condition is...you have to take Massie."
"What? That's okay." She'd rather stab herself than have her friends meet her new 'neighbor'. Their homes were at least two miles apart. Neighbor is simply a title.
"No," her mother said firmly. "You are going out and you are going to take Massie." She then walked away, leaving no room for discussion.
"Ugh!" Having no other option, she trudged up the steps, fearing what was to come.
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Massie, standing in her closet in a white Ralph Lauren Blue Label shirt and black PINK boxers-shorts, had finally came up with a first-day outfit. She stood back to appraise her masterpiece. Because she'd already gotten a tan since arriving at L.A, her whole color preferences needed to change. Warm colors were a must. Yellow, orange, various shades of purple and green, and some red were now dominating space in the walk-in closet.
An lavender Alice+Olivia baggy t-shirt, dark-wash Joie shorty-shorts, a long-sleeved, cropped, forest-green Forever 21 military jacket to wear over her tee shirt, a Tiffany & Co. horse shoe necklace, drop earrings, and the charm bracelet from her friends, and forest green peep-toe booties. It was certainly going to make a splash at LAUCD. She sighed with satistfaction and exited her closet.
As she entered her room she saw Jacqui standing at Massie's vanity, brushing rose-pink eyeshadow on her eyelids.
"Uhm, could you refrain from touching my stuff," Massie demanded.
Jacqui didn't respond to this and said, "Get dressed, we're going out."
"Uh, there is no we," Massie replied, a hand on her hip.
"Look! Could you not be difficult for one second? Since I've met you, you've just been bitching out! You may not want there to be, but tonight, you and I are a we," Jacqui paused. "At least to my parents. To my friends, you'll be just another tag-along. My mother is forcing me to take you with me and my friends, so just get dressed, and let's go!"
Massie's eyebrows shot up. A tag-along? Massie wasn't some accessory! "I think you are sadly mistaken. If you think for one second that-," Massie began to say.
Jacqui sighed and turned to face her. "Will you just get dressed, please? If you don't go, then I can't go and I NEED to go shopping."
'Shopping!' Massie perked up. Who cared if she had just gotten back from shopping. That perfect dress and matching shoes could be waiting in the back of some unknown boutique.
She remained silent though, wanting to make Jacqui squirm.
Jacqui threw her hands up in exasperation. "Fine. I'm not about to beg. I'll just tell my mom you didn't want to go. Be a hermit; I don't care." Jacqui began to head towards the door. Before she stepped out Massie said, "Give me five minutes."
"Make it four and you have a deal."
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Massie walked back out the closet within two minutes, a completely different outfit than what she was wearing this afternoon when Jacqui saw her.
As much as she hated to admit it, Massie had amazing style. Instead of the effortless ensemble she had on before, she had on a completely new outfit that was even more stunning than the last.
She had on a Joie jean vest with a white lacy tank underneath, a white skirt with a sheer layering over it was low on her thin hips, a strechy red belt around the waist of the skirt, red Prada heels, and a sleek, black, patent Coach tote. Massie's gray eyes were perfectly defined by smoky black eyeshadow and thick mascara. She easily could be taken for Miley Cyrus.
How'd she come up with that outfit in such a short time? It usually takes Jacqui a half-hour to find something to wear to bed!
Jacqui realized she was beginning to gape and turned around so she was facing away from Massie. "That'll do for tonight, I suppose. Let's get moving, Portia's already waiting." Jacqui strolled out the room, leaving Massie with no choice but to follow her.
Take your seats, ladies and gentlemen, because the battle of the alphas is about to begin.
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"Bye, mother! Massie and I are leaving now," Jacqui yelled, while trying to out the door before her mother-
"Where are you girls going," Mrs. Lochler-West asked from the kitchen table, where she was looking over recipes they could do next week together.
Jacqui groaned inwardly, then said, "We're going shopping on 62nd Avenue and to Fish Out of Water."
"Oh, that sounds fun for Massie's first day. Fish Out of Water is a teen club Jacqui and her friends go to," Mrs. Lochler-West informed Mrs. Block.
Jacqui told Massie to stay silent and creep out the door. As soon as they finally were out the home, Jacqui exhaled. "Thank god! I'm finally out that hellhole."
Massie glared at her. "That 'hellhole'," she retorted with quotes, "Is my home."
Jacqui grinned wickedly. "Exactly. We've got to go to my house so my friend can pick us up."
"And how, exactly are we getting there," Massie questioned. "Walking a mile? No thanks."
"We don't have to." She walked over to a golf cart. "This is what we use to get around, in neighborhoods. You may want to get one or people automatically assume you're too poor to buy it." Jacqui and Massie got it, Massie's face unsure and her knuckles tight as she clung to the metal bar in front of her. Jacqui saw this and smiled. Why not give her a scare? Jacqui floored it, the golf cart moving at 45 miles. In a car with no doors, that was terrifying, but Jacqui was used to it.
They finally stopped at Jacqui's property where a large gate stood. "Let me in Henry," she barked at an intercom. The gates opened and Jacqui zoomed to the front of the imposing mansion. My house is bigger Jacqui thought smugly, as she removed the keys and stepped out. She looked over at Massie whose face was slightly green. No matter how mean, she liked that she caused that reaction. Looking around her front yard, she didn't see a Mercedes SUV anywhere. Where is Portia? She took out her phone and pressed the number one speed dial button.
"Hello," Portia answered on the second ring, her voice breathless.
"Where are you," Jacqui asked forcefully, tapping her foot. "I'm waiting out front."
"Sorry, I had to yell and run because my parents wanted to stay in and watch a movie." Jacqui envied how homey Portia's parents were. They loved to do things like watch movies, and go on dates together. Jacqui's parents only went to the movies if it was a movie premeire, and out to dinner if it was a dinner party. Portia's dad was a screen-writer, and her mom was a home-maker, so they were always around, which drove Portia crazy.
"Well hurry. I'm waiting." She hung up, and slipped her phone back into its Louis Vuitton case.
She and Massie stood in silence for the next five minutes. Then Jacqui looked up and finally saw a silver Mercedes pulling up.
"It's about time," she yelled to her friend playfully.
"Hey boo," Portia greeted her. Portia looked gorgeous as ever. Glowing milk chocolate colored skin, dark brown, almond shaped eyes, silky, thick dark brown, almost black curly hair, and a size 6 curvy figure made boys salvate at a mere thought.
Portia waggled a finger for her to come. She walked up to the car, and Portia leaned over to whisper in her ear, "Is that the chick you told us about? She doesn't look so bad. I like her skirt."
"Yeah, that's her. Beware, she looks innocent but she is such a viper."
"Yeah, hi. Viper can hear you," Massie smirked.
Jacqui rolled her eyes. "See," she whispered. "Its been attitude 24/7 since I met her a half-hour ago."
Portia giggled. "Well you did just compare her to a poisonous snake. Look, babe. I don't see anything wrong with her. If anything, she reminds me of you."
Jacqui wrinkled her nose. "Whatever. Let's just go. Are you coming Viper," she asked Massie.
"Don't call me that," Massie said as she climbed in. "My name is Massie. Get it right."
Jacqui turned to Portia and mouthed, "Bitch," behind her hand.
Portia chuckled and twisted to face Massie. "Well hey, Massie. I'm Portia. Welcome to L.A."
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