Block Estate

Dining Room

Monday, September 6th

7:30 A.M.

"Honey, we're so proud of you! A senior already; I can't believe it." Kendra Block, Massie's mom, choked out. She was so emotional about things like this.

"Keep it hype there, mom." Massie snorted. "Oh, by the way, I'm going to Derrick's after school today."

"No you aren't." William, Massie's dad, chimed in.

"Funny, funny. Please, Dad? Don't make me laugh." Massie sarcastically said, "Well, that's my cue. I'll talk to you later!"

Massie hopped up from her stool and grabbed her purse. "Bye Bean!" She blew a kiss to Bean and did a quick outfit-check in the floor-length mirror at the door. "Perfect." As she opened the door, she remembered the new Glossip Girl was in. Massie ripped open the box to see what today's flavor was. The gloss was white with black flecks. Oreo cookie, Massie thought. She read the label and it read Salt N' Pepper. Gross.

Massie pressed the car starter button on her key ring. Her white-chocolate colored Escalade obediently started. It was a gift from her parents for her sixteenth birthday. Even though Massie dearly missed Isaac – he'd been driving her around for so long! – it felt great to have her own set of wheels. Each girl took a turn being the carpool driver.

Massie: Monday

Kristen: Tuesday

Alicia: Wednesday

Dylan: Thursday

And for Friday, whoever volunteered. Claire's car was old and rusty therefore the PC didn't want to arrive to school in that. Ew!

But now things are different, Massie thought. How could she forget to revise their carpool schedule? Claire had gone back to Kissimmee with her family and Dylan moved to Los Angeles with her mom. Hmmm.

She pulled up to Alicia's house. She waited for two minutes before Leesh finally came out the front door.

"Hey!" Leesh said.

"Hi. I was thinking. Who's going to take Thursday now? You know, since Dyl's gone."

"I'll do it. No biggie." Alicia mumbled. She ah-vbiously missed Dylan a lot.

After a few minutes of silence, they pulled up to Kristen's house. Ever since her dad got that big business deal, her family has been living the life Kristen's always faked. They even bought her a BMW. Kristen was wearing a silver open V-back tank from 7 For All Mankind with black Elizabeth and James short-shorts with Jimmy Choo leopard print flats. Nine-point-sev-uhn. Massie dubbed it. Even though they weren't dependant on the rating system anymore, it was still used occasionally and for Massie, old habits die hard.

"Kris, you're looking mighty good today." Alicia said, "You excited?"

"Of course! One year left. So glad it won't be so stressful now that I don't have a scholarship to keep up with. But I still want to do good, you know? I've already sent a couple of applications to a couple of university's. Do you think it's too soon? Ehmagawd. It was too soon, wasn't it? Have you two applied yet? What if—"

"Kristen! Stop it. The first day of school has hardly started and you're already way too stressed. Save this all for like, a month or two." Massie shouted. Shouting was the only way to get Kristen to shut her trap when she got like this. Besides, why the hell was she so stressed anyways? It's not like she has to get perfect grades anymore. She just has to do well, which she ahb-viously would. This was Kristen we are talking about.

"Ehmagawd, Massie. We're almost there. OCD High School! Senior Class! EHMAGAWD!!!" Alicia squealed. They finally pulled into the OCD student parking lot. Massie parked in the spot she had marked with a sign and purple glittery writing:

RESERVED FOR:

MASSIE BLOCK

"Ready girls? Look fierce. Pull a Tyra."

"Can we pull a Beyonce, puh-lease? Tyra has cellulite." Alicia asked.

"Cellulite, schmellulite. Tyra embraces it. Plus, Beyonce was pretending to be "Fierce"; Tyra's the definition of it." Massie declared. "Oh and remember, I can't drive you home tonight. I'm going to Derrick's, kay?" Deep breath. "Ready girls?" Another deep breathe. "Let's go!"