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Hello again! Mucho apologies for the late update… we're just not very timely…) Enjoy!

Massie stretched luxuriously, yawning for effect, before focusing on the GLU meeting. They had driven straight to her house after school and now the entire Pretty Committee was sprawled in various locations around her room. None of the usual paraphernalia coated the floor, though; this was business. The only sound in the room , at the moment anyways, was the radio, turned down so that they could talk.

"We need to put these LBR's in their place," Massie said, meeting the eyes of every girl in the room.

She looked at them all a second time, thinking about how ridiculous this whole affair was. I mean, seriously, these LBR's are pathetic. We'll take them down in no time. We just need a plan.

"How about embarrassing them beyond belief?" Claire piped up, trying to please.

Massie sighed and rolled her eyes. Honestly, how can she even suggest something so juvenile? Obviously that's what we're going to do anyways…

"Kuh-laire," she replied, exasperated, "Can't you think of anything better than that?"

Alicia snickered derisively, whispering something to Kristen, who also began to laugh, and Claire felt heat rising to her face. A glare from Massie directed at the gigglers quieted them. They sat in silence for a moment until Dylan broke the silence.

"We could get my mom to dig up some dirt about them and broadcast it," she suggested hopefully, glancing around. Massie rolled her eyes again.

"Yeah right," she said, her tone making it clear that she thought that plan was worse than Claire's. Seeing Dylan's hurt expression, she backtracked, "But it's a good fallback plan."

They lapsed into silence again, growing more frustrated. Alicia frowned. Can't we think of anything? I swear I'll go mad if I have to listen to their singing again… Before she could think anymore, Massie began to speak.

"Our problem, girls, is that we don't know enough about them. We don't know what would embarrass them because we've never seen them before."

Massie waited to see if anyone would catch on and figure out what she was hinting at. No one did. Their eyes were focused on her, waiting for illumination. She sighed, as if her plan was completely obvious.

"Don't you see? All we have to do is spy on them and we'll learn everything we need to know! Each one of us can pick a girl to follow and by Friday, we'll be ready to take them down!"

"You're a genius Massie!"

"Heart it!"

"OMG, why didn't we think of that before???"

Massie smiled, basking in their praise and mentally matching people up. Claire could watch Annie…she seemed like the most gullible one. Dylan and Kristen could pick between the ones named Joelle and Rifka. Alicia could take Anessa, and she, Massie, would be watching Teddy…Bear. She grinned. Problem solved…

"Who wants to go to the mall? After this, I think we're entitled to some intensive retail therapy!"

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"Theodora Rose Boancardi! Suspended?! This is unbelievable! Let me tell you, young lady, I do not expect to receive a phone call on your first day of school from the principal saying that you've punched some poor girl in the nose and have been suspended for 3 days!"

Teddy winced, wishing her mother's voice was a little less shrill. The school had kept her in the office for the remainder of the day because her mother couldn't come and get her and now, at 5:30, Mrs. Boancardi had come home. She was not happy.

"Oh, if your father were here… He would have your head, girl! I swear! Fiona never caused this much trouble! Even Jared was never suspended on his first day of school! Go to your room! You're grounded!"

Teddy sighed at the mention of her older siblings who were probably listening with a mixture of sympathy and glee. Jared was probably thrilled that someone else was on the receiving end of their mother's wrath, as he usually incurred it by skipping school altogether. Fiona would be annoyed because the shouting would have broken her concentration and she'd have to start her Calculus problem again. Teddy rolled her eyes. Who needs Calculus anyways?

Following her mother's orders without protest, Teddy stomped down the hall to her room and slammed the door. She threw herself on the bed, glaring moodily at her dark walls. She waited almost five minutes to make sure nobody was going to try and follow her in before locking her bedroom door, pulling back one of her curtains, and opening the window. She slipped out easily, leaving it cracked, before dashing across the back yard. Teddy cut behind a few old houses, sliding in and out of the shadows until she reached a street corner about three blocks from her house. Anessa and Joelle were waiting.

"How bad was it?" Anessa asked, sympathetically.

"Bad enough," Teddy said, "I'm grounded for the next three weeks. You?"

Anessa grinned, "Grounded for two weeks. Daddy doesn't like his good girl getting into trouble."

"Good?" Joelle asked, trying not to laugh.

"Of course," Anessa replied innocently, with a tiny smirk.

Joelle watched her friends, listening with semi-interest to their conversation. They had been friends since third grade when Teddy and Anessa had decided that it was time for the class bullies to stop torturing her because she was smart. She couldn't imagine ever doing some of the things they did. For one, she would never have punched Massie in the nose and she couldn't imagine being rude to a teacher. Truthfully, Joelle sometimes wondered why they kept her around.

"Hey, Joelle," Teddy said, "Come out of whatever deep and meaningful thoughts you're stuck in and join the conversation girl! What do you think of Massie and her crew?"

Joelle sighed. This was a no brainer.

"Stuck up, egotistical, patronizing, self-centered, controlling, manipulative, vain, slutty cretins with an inflated sense of self worth," she said.

Anessa blinked a few times, taking this all in. A very accurate analysis if I do say so myself…Nothing like a description from Joelle to put things into perspective.

"Well said," Teddy grinned, "well said amiga. So what should we sing tomorrow? The only requirements are for it to be loud, annoying, and catchy."

Joelle groaned. Anessa laughed.

"I think Bowling For Soup would do them good," Teddy continued, "A repetitive chorus from Sad, Sad Situation should do it."

Teddy nodded sagely. "Agreed. Will you be singing with us, Joelle?"

Joelle looked at both of her friends, gauging their expectant faces and sighed.

"Teach me the words," she said, rolling her eyes.

Okeydokey….I was originally going to write a new chapter RIGHT NOW but it's past midnight….I will be updating soon. This is the last serious renovation the first 3 chapters will undergo…(sweatdrop)….Thanks for bearing with me guys….Ciao!

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