PRADA

NYC HEADQUARTERS

Monday, December 12th

8:01

"Umm okay then." Massie thought to herself as she grabbed a seat in a red plush cushioned chair to the side of the reception desk. Unwilling to look like a total LBR, she immediately got out her cell phone, prepared to "pretend text." It was a common trick in the book, that automatically made you look cool. But, to Massie's luck she didn't have to pretend. She had a new text message, from Ryan, her boyfriend of 3 years. Ryan Urlander was no less, a surfer, so a hott bod usually came with that title. He lived in Florida, miles away from Massie in the city. They went to college together, University of Florida of-course! They used to see eachother every single day, but now it was so different. But, they both talked through text, Ichat(with video cam, she didn't keep this hott guy for nothing) , and on the phone. She clicked "READ." The message read...

HEY MASS! I miss you so much, I need to see you, asap. I love you, Ry.

Just reading this text made Massie's heart ache. She missed her boyfriend so much. Suddenly an idea popped into Massie's head. He said, I need to see you ASAP, could that mean something huge like a...proposal? OMG! Massie became over excited just as she looked up to see a jaw dropped blonde practically drooling on her.

"Eh my GAWD!" the girl screamed. "Massie, Massie, Bl Bl Block!" she screamed excitedly pulling Massie up from her chair into a full blown hug.

"Umm..." Massie said awkwardly from inside the girl's grasp.

"Oh, come on! You remember me!" the girl said.

"Ummm.." Massie said still quite unsure who the barbie was that apparently knew her.

"Olivia, Olivia RYAN!" she screamed.

"Ehmygawd." Massie said out loud.

"I know, right?" she screamed, pulling an unwilling Massie into her arms again. Olivia looked exactly like she did senior year, except apparently didn't believe in the same modesty rules that she used to. She looked like a barbie doll, she was wearing a low cut, short, hot pink ruffled dress with white be-jeweled heels. They were AHB-viously home made, a total LBR thing to do, i mean come one, have you heard of shoe stores? Massie felt like packaging her up in a box, and sending her to her four year old cousin.

"So, what are you...umm doing, here?" Massie asked as nicely as humanly possible.

"I'm interning here! Thanks to this cutie over here." Olivia said grabbing the arm of an AH-dorable, toned guy dressed in madras shorts and an perfect collard shirt. That was the LAST thing, Massie had wished to hear coming from the talk-a-holic's overly glossed mouth. This meant every single day of Massie's life at work, now included Olivia.

"Oh, hi I'm Ryan Pycott." the said pulling himself off of Olivia, flashing an amazing smile filled with tempting pearly whites.

"And his name is RYAN, for goodness sakes, are you kidding me? Massie thought. I'm going to have to look at that perfect sculpted being all the time, and it has to remind of my boyfriend hundreds of miles away! Urg."

"I'm Massie, Massie Block." Massie said flashing a flirty smile. Ryan smiled, and blushed turning his face away. Massie could tell she had already gotten to him.

"Wait, did you say PYCOTT?" Massie realized.

"Yeah, sadly." he said.

"Ehmygawd." Massie said realizing she had been flirting with the son of her boss. Speaking of, in walked a perfectly made up, gorgeously dressed woman. As soon as she stepped in, the receptionist Mercedes came to her feet, as did everyone in the entire room and surrounding rooms. The devil herself, had arrived.