BOCD
The Math Wing, 2nd Floor
Monday, September 2
8:59 A.M.
Massie waved bye to the PC and promised to meet them in the Caf for lunch at the recently installed Tokyo Central Sushi bar. She watched each of them strut down the hallway, going their separate ways before taking a deep breath and turning to face the door of the math class. Everyone was already inside, but Massie had to make an entrance--she would wait until everyone was seated and the bell was just about to ring before she walked in. She adjusted her gold belt around her waist, and fluffed her curls up one last time. She glanced up at the clock one last time before turning the knob to the classroom. Aaaand, now! She strut in just as the bell went off, blasting through the classroom and sending everyone into their seats. Heads turned to face Massie Block, queen of the school, and she gave them all a tiny little half-smile that said, I know something you don't know. A few girls stared, awestruck, before jumping up from their seats and making way as Massie slid down the aisles. A shrill voice from the head of the class cut through the silence.
"If Miss Block would kindly TAKE A SEAT, we'd be ready to start our first lesson of the year," barked their math teacher, Ms. Argo, who was famous for her high-pitched nasaly voice and the unfortunate mustache she had never bothered to get waxed.
Massie looked up innocently, and gave a sweet look as if to say, Who, me?
"Well, I would 'take a seat'," she responded, making sharp air quotes around 'take a seat', "but as you can see, there are no available seats in the back row, where I like to sit." Massie turned to glare at the girls situated in the back row, and a few of them jumped up guiltily from their seats as if they had been burned.
"You can sit here, Massie!" squeaked a short, bubbly blonde, madly gesturing at the now-empty seat she had jumped up from.
"Thanks Casey," Massie said cooly, sliding into the seat and flashing a winning smile.
"It's actually Catherine," muttered the girl, but Massie pretended not to hear as she placed her purse on the table and reached inside for her compact.
Massie flipped open the tiny mirror and examined her make-up, her bright amber eyes accentuated by her thick, dark lashes. She was proud of the tan she had aquired from her summer at the beachhouse in the Hamptons, and was glad she had chosen to wear white on the first day of school. After checking herself out, she carefully turned the compact so she could see the people sitting around her, a trick she had picked up in the 7th grade. Just as she had expected, she was surrounded by a bunch of B-listers with overly ahb-vious highlights and fake eyelash extensions. At least they aren't LBRs, she thought, continuing to scope out the rest of the class. There was seriously no one. Massie couldn't hold in a groan. This was going to be her math class for the rest of the year? An entire year with a classroom full of B-listers, EWs, and LBRs? No way. There was nawt a single guy in the entire room she would ever flirt with, let alone date. Would she have to spend the year actually learning math!? Ehmagawd.
Massie put her head down on her desk and promptly went to sleep, cherishing the fact that at least there was nobody in the class who she had to look good for.
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BOCD
The Caf, Tokyo Central Sushi Bar
Monday, September 2
12:13 P.M.
The Pretty Committee slid their laquer-covered Japanese style Bento boxes along the sushi bar, snatching avocado/cucumber rolls and tiny Japanese gyoza dumplings from the counter. Massie led the four girls along, grabbing a bottle of Glaceau Refresh Vitamin Water on her way out. "EHMAGAWD," she sighed, putting her Bento box down at their usual spot, Table 18. "I just had the worst morning ev-ah!" Alicia hummed in pity, and Claire frowned.
"I can-nawt believe I don't have ANY classes with the PC!" Massie cried, ignoring her sushi.
"I know, it's the worst!" sympathized Kristen, sliding into the seat beside Massie.
"I mean, seriously! I'm stuck in a bunch of classes with ONLY LBRs and EWs!"
Claire murmured as if she felt sorry for her. "Come on, Mass, it can't be that bad," she said, patting her alpha on the back.
"Well, it IS!" Massie said dramatically, "if it weren't for you guys, I would probably transfer from OCD."
"Yeah, well, you still have us." said Alicia kindly, and Massie nodded miserably.
"I'm going to talk to Principal Burns after school today," Massie said, a spark igniting in her amber eyes, "I'm going to demand that he switches me into better classes. After all, my Dad did pay for the new Science Wing!"
"You're soo right," said Dylan, and Massie nodded, satisfied.
"On the other hand," said Massie, "the Fall Dance is coming up!" Her tone considerably lightened, and a Crest Whitestrips grin spread across her face.
Alicia, Kristen, and Dylan cheered, while Claire looked down quietly at her feet.
"Kuh-laire, are you Mary-Kate Olsen?"
Claire shook her head slowly, already knowing what was coming.
"Then why are you acting all anorexic and not eating anything?"
Claire let out a loose laugh. "Sushi's not really my thing," she said truthfully, and Massie sighed.
"Okay, that's fine. But why are you acting all depressed about the Fall Dance?"
Claire mumbled something inaudible, and Massie cleared her throat.
"Speak up, Kuh-laire," said Massie, but the tone she used was actually sweet and caring.
"I'm just not that excited about it, that's all. There's just going to be a lot of drama for no reason, and I won't end up going with who I want to." she said lightly, wanting to change the subject.
"And that person is..." asked Massie, leaving her question unfinished.
"CAMFISHER!" Dylan sneezed, and all the girls but Claire burst into a fit of laughter.
"Come awn, Claire, you need to either go GET him, or get OVER him. He's SO not worth all of this stress," said Massie matter-of-factly, and Claire bit her lip.
"I know, it's just that..one day he'll act as if he might like me, and the next day he's all over Duh-livia again. I can't tell what he wants!"
Massie opened her mouth to spill the news of the IM conversation she had had with Cam the other night, and then closed it again. All of a sudden, she hated Cam Fisher for making Claire so moody and depressed. She wanted Claire to get over Cam, and asap. He was bad for her, she decided, and she could do so much better. Massie thought fast, hoping she wasn't making the wrong decision.
"Claire," she began gently, "I think you should move awn. Cam is so last season anyway, and maybe he does like Duh-livia Ryan. So what? You're so much better, and it's time that he knows it. Just ditch him, please? There are so many more guys that you could choose from! How about...Plovert?" she suggested.
"Ahem," said Dylan, clearing her throat. "There may be something going on with me and Plovert...I'm not sure," she said.
"Again?" Massie asked, not really shocked. "Fine, what about Kemp?"
"Oops," giggled Dylan, "I forgot to say that I haven't really picked which one I like yet.."
Massie groaned. "You are ridiculous, Dylan Marvil,"
"Fine, Claire, you can just have the one I decide not to go to the dance with!" Dylan said cheerily, and Claire slapped her arm.
"I don't want your sloppy seconds, Dyl!" she shrieked, but Massie was happy to see that Claire was her playful, joking self again.
Dylan burped, releasing an onslaught of sushi breath. "Suit yourself!" she said, sending the other girls into a fresh wave of laughter.
Massie plugged her nose as she laughed, but inside she was thinking about more pressing matters. She was determined to get Claire an ah-dorable date to the dance, someone who would make her friend totally forget about Cam Fisher once and for all. But first, she had to get into brand new classes in order to check out the boy population...Massie couldn't help but release another sigh at the memory of her horrible morning classes.
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BOCD
The Caf, Table 3
Monday, September 2
12:13 P.M.
Derrick P.O.V.
Derrick Harrington approached the table where his friends sat, already taking huge bites into their hamburgers and chicken sandwiches.
"Hey," he said, motioning for Cam and Josh to make room for him at the table, and pulling up a chair.
"Yo, Harrington," they said, barely looking up from their burgers, "Good to be back, huh?"
"Yeah, I guess," he said, snatching a few fries from Cam's plate. Josh, Kemp, and Plovert launched into a conversation about the Pretty Committee, as usual, and Derrick thought he heard "Dylan" and "Alicia" in their conversation. Derrick wasn't interested. Cam was staring off into space, which he did a lot lately, probably thinking about Claire again. Derrick knew better than to bother him. But he wished he had someone, anyone to talk to. He knew that although everyone acknowledged the fact that Massie was hot, they also all thought she was a total bitch. Derrick would have agreed a few weeks ago, but it didn't matter to him anymore. It wasn't as if he had been an angel towards her...but she was the true Alpha female, and he was the true Alpha male. Didn't it make sense that they should be together? He thought that no matter what he did, she would understand they were meant to be. So why was Massie acting so distant, and what was up with her flirting with other guys and not him? She was the first girl that had ever not wanted to be with him, and it was refreshing. Plus, he was intimidated by her. She was so perfect, and he found himself actually feeling nervous when he was around her. "AGH!" he yelled, frustrated. Josh, Kemp, and Plovert looked up from their conversation and shook their heads, confused.
"What is up with you these days, man?" they asked, before continuing on with their argument about who would get Dylan.
Cam looked at Derrick and shook his head. "I know exactly how you feel, Harrington." he said, letting out a sigh. "Is it Massie?" he asked.
Derrick looked up at Cam before nodding slowly. "Yeah," he said, "I just don't know what's up with her!"
"Girls are so confusing," Cam said, "I thought Claire trusted me...but now things are worse than ever."
Derrick nodded, making a face. "I wish they would just TELL us what they wanted, instead of us having to guess all the time!"
It was Cam's turn to nod in agreement. "But it was really my fault, with Claire I mean...I think I ruined everything."
"Naw, man. Claire will always like you...but Massie, she has so many other guys to choose from...I was lucky the first time she picked me, why would she go for me again?"
"I thought you were so confident!" said Cam, starting to crack a smile, "I thought you were the famous Derrick Harrington, Womanizer!"
Derrick shrugged, punching Cam in the shoulder. "I am!" he said laughing, and then suddenly quieting again. "Just not with her."
"Yeah, I guess not." said Cam, before shaking his head in determination. "Man, we are the most popular guys in school! Come on, every other girl would kill to have us, and we're here moping over Claire and Massie! Let's make a pact that if we don't get them to go with us to the dance by the end of this week, we're OVER them."
Derrick gulped, but Cam looked serious. "You think you could just forget about Claire like that?" he asked, skeptically.
Cam bit his lip, running a hand through his tousled, jet black hair. "I don't know, if she really doesn't want to be with me, I guess I could make myself forget."
"Okay," Derrick said, solemnly, "It's a deal."
The two boys shook over the table and locked eyes, already planning how they could get their girls to fall for them in under a week.
"Bros before hos, right man?" said Cam, and Derrick nodded. Both of them looked down at their untouched food, and pretended that this was true.
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A/N: What did you think!? :) I was going to wait to get a bunch of reviews/feedback, but I just couldn't wait! I really wanted to continue on with my story..and I've got a bunch of new ideas up my sleeve. Plus, I've still got that major twist I keep hinting at...but I don't know if you guys would like it! I want to keep it a surprise, but it would be awful if I just went through with it and none of you liked the twist...should I reveal it to you now, so you can tell me what you think? PLEASE REVIEW! I will love you forever. :) Thanks again, guys. This was a pretty long chapter, so this time, I'll wait a little longer for the next one..but the more you review, the more I'll be encouraged to write! I already know exactly what's going to happen, and hopefully it'll gonna be good. Some boy drama for sure! ;P Love, Alexis.