Chapter 3- Future

Massie Block turned her head away from Kristen, Layne, and the two boys, deciding instead to simply focus on looking the best out of anyone on the small high school campus.

She was wearing an extremely fashionable purple patent leather mini skirt which skimmed the bottom of her panties and made her butt look especially cute, along with three and a half inch black stilettos with purple jewels near the toes, and a shirt that cut just below her bust line in the center and made her look like she had major cleavage. It helped that she was wearing a water bra.

She took some lip venom out of her purse, smearing it on in a thick coat. It made her lips look both shimmery and plump. In other words, sexy. The rest of her makeup included a thin layer of purple liquid eyeliner and max lash blast mascara.

She was proud of her look. It definitely made her look party-ready, as well as acted as boy bait. Massie could already see four boys, juniors and seniors by the look of them, staring intently at her low-cut shirt. She thrust her chest out a little more, winking seductively to the closest guy.

Massie quickly turned her head, tossing her full-bodied hair over one shoulder as she did. She didn't want to seem way too eager, or else she would be pegged as a super wannabe. Instead, she focused on the other members of the pretty committee, trying to decide whether or not they were appropriately dressed for the first day of school.

Alicia's outfit was very Spanish looking, in a good way, highlighting her toned dancers body. Massie nodded in approval.

Claire's outfit was modest but stylish, skinny jeans and turquoise flats with a cute top.

Kristen was over with Layne, who had suddenly budded over the summer. Massie quickly looked away, supremely jealous that they were able to talk to Dempsey so easily.

Finally, Massie's eyes strayed to Dylan, who was... fat. And that's all there was to it. She had tried to look somewhat good, but in Massie's opinion, fat kids and fashion just couldn't mix. Dylan was still one of her best friends, but if she began dragging her down in her first month of high school, she would be permanently cut from the Pretty Committee.

The bell rang for the first period assembly, signaling all freshman to go to the auditorium. Massie waited patiently for all of the Pretty Committee, flashing them eye signals instead of losing her cool with waving hands.

They all got seats next to one another, sitting Dylan next to Alicia next to Massie next to Claire next to Cam next to Kristen next to Dempsey, who had Layne on his other side. Massie was itching to trade places with Kristen and start working her new sexy attitude on Dempsey. She imagined how she would lean into him and dazzle him with her smoky eyes and plump lips, slowly drawing him into her. She would put her hand on his thigh, something she saw in movies that guys just couldn't resist. He would lean in and kiss her, and she would make him keep going, trying out new techniques she had looked up in magazines and on the internet.

Right in the middle of her amazing make out fantasy, which was about to move onto second base, the principal interrupted Massie's thoughts with the beginning of some annoying speech.

"High school is about making decisions," she began. Her voice was low and raspy, more annoying than the last principal they had had at BOCD. "You will have to make many important decisions about your future within the next few years, including what classes to take, what careers you want to go into, and which friends are worth your time. High school is the first step towards your future."

The speech went on for a looooong time, dragging on with talk about the future, and more talk about the future, and even more talk about the future. Massie didn't care about the future, only the present. She cared about how to make the most out of her life right now, how to get into the best parties and get the best guys, and how to get supremely popular during her first year.

Alicia, on her one side, was thinking intently about her future. Her audition for APA was supposed to be in three days, but even if she got in she wasn't sure if she would go. On the one hand, she would finally have the opportunity to start her own rulership at a new school. On the other hand, she would be leaving behind everyone that she knew, and would probably never be close to them again.

Claire, on Massie's other side, between kisses from Cam and strict 'pay attentions' from Kristen, she was thinking about her future career. She had sworn off acting after Dial L for Loser, but maybe she should start considering it again. After all, high school was the first step towards the future. Maybe she would ask her mom to try out for that movie.

Layne was thinking about her future, suddenly realizing how unsure she had become of it since her mom came home. She had always wanted to become an environmental activist, but her mom didn't approve. Her mother tried gearing her towards modeling and fashion design, things she had scorned at BOCD.

Kristen was thinking about her future too, totally sure of where it was going. She would graduate, go to college, and then law school. It had always been as simple as that. But hanging around the Witty Committee had recently changed her mind. She had started to let her mind wander, and had been thinking how great being a teacher in Spain would be, teaching English to handicapped kids. Or something along those lines.

Everyone was thinking about their future, except Dylan, who was thinking about a smushed Snickers bar she had in her pocket, and how she could eat it without attracting attention. All this talk about her future was making her depressed, because all she could see in her future was a black hole with no Pretty Committee.

Yes, everyone was thinking about their future. Too bad everyone's future seemed to, in some way, point towards the end of the Pretty Committee.