Thursday, 10 September 2017
9:31 P.M.
LYON'S ESTATE: CLAIRE'S BEDROOM
"Shh." Claire Lyons giggled from underneath the powder pink silk duvet in her bedroom, throwing a few popcorn cornels at the brunette male that lay beside her. "Todd's in the other room." She reminded with a small smile. Being the girlfriend of Cam Fisher was probably the highlight of her life right now. Past the designer clothing, parties, popularity, Cam was the only calming factor in her life. She felt complete and natural with him. She didn't have to pretend.
"I'm sure he can't hear us." Cam insisted, gently pushing Claire's straight blonde hair out of her face, before turning his attention down to the nape of her neck, giving her soft and passionate kisses. He was inlove with Claire for as long as he could remember. He knew the real her, not the role she played for the Dalton School students. And nothing could change his mind about the woman he loved. Cam back was against the bed while Claire's petite body was peering over his own.
Claire blushed as he kissed her, leaning forward and watching Cam's knawel on his full lips. The male's shirt was slightly lifted, and Claire allowed the manicured nail of her index finger to trace the rose tattoo that covered her boyfriend's lower ab. She was aware of how heated things between the two could get, and she wasn't ready for it yet. No matter how long the couple had been together. "I uhm." Claire spoke up, gravitating closer to Cam, specifically his lips. "I really love you. You know. And I want you to be happy with me."
What Claire said, honestly took Cam by surprise. His mind was always consumed with his hormones. His friends saw it so he had to figure that Claire would realize it. "Dove." Cam spoke; using the nickname he gave her many years ago when Claire still had her peaceful ora. "I'm always happy with you." He assured her with a light sigh rubbing his face. He stared into Claire's blue eyes and caressed her face. "Sometimes it scares me how much I love you. Nothing else matters but us."
"I feel like you're getting bored." Claire admitted with a pout. At times she felt like Cam's opinion of her was what mattered most and the thought of him losing interest in her freaked her out. There were many girls willing to give Cam what Claire wasn't ready for and she was aware of it.
Cam sighed deeply not knowing how to respond to his girlfriend. The truth was, he was bored in certain aspects of their relationship, but he couldn't bring himself to express it to Claire and discourage her. "I love you." He assured her and pulled Claire into her arms. "I've only loved you."
"I love you too." Claire bit her lip and rested her head on Cam's broad shoulder. She let the scent of Drakkar Nior linger in her nose before leaning up to kiss him. For a moment she felt at peace and Cam felt like Nirvana.
Cam kissed his girlfriends forehead and hugged her gently hoping that they could get past this gap. He was prepared to wait as long as she needed but it was hard for him β no pun intended.
Friday, 11 September 2017
8:16 A.M.
DALTON SCHOOL: BROADCASTING ROOM
"Another thing I know everyone is excited about is that in exactly one week, the Homecoming game for our football team against Calhoun high will take place and the schools website is officially selling red and white team merch. Use your student I.D. for a twenty percent discount to support the team. Gooooo Catamounts!" Alicia said with faux excitement as she looked into the camcorder that was held by one of the video production club members. Since forever, Alicia knew she wanted to be a television correspondent. And the Dalton School was adding to her resume. She read off rules about the game and other things about the upcoming Dalton School events before signing off with her signature, 'I Heart You', and blew a kiss to the camera.
"Clear!" Hunter, the Dalton morning news camera operator, yelped pointing over to the brunette and let her know she was free to go.
Every day during first period, the entire school was demanded to stop what they were doing, and listen to whatever Alicia Rivera had to say. It was empowering to the young girl and she liked knowing that she ran the school and they all knew who she was. Plus, she was getting a grade for being a part of the club. Alicia adjusted the collar of her Ralph Lauren blazer and walked around the computer tech lab that doubled as the broadcasting room. She watched all of the kids she barely knewβthat worshiped her and sighed. They were all apart of a bigger picture. They all had a purpose they served and no matter how hard Alicia tended to hers, she was only credited for being pretty and was never taken seriously which bothered her.
"Leesh."
The brunette heard through the crowded room. The voice was familiar. Taunting. And a bit nasally.
"What do you want, Layne?" Alicia rolled her eyes, looking over at the dark haired girl. Sure, Alicia ran the school, but Layne ran the news and broadcasting scene at Dalton. She operated the schools online newspaper and wrote everything Alicia said on laminated que cards.
"I was sent by Bob to discuss next week's broadcasts." Layne said crossing her arms and challenging Alicia. Layne had the same quirky style that helped her standout in middle school, but now Layne made it a trend. She had dark brown hair that fell above her shoulders and could use a bit of anti-frizz spray, something Alicia noticed before she zoned out. "We're doing a lot with the club and we're gonna give you a co-host." Layne blurted since Alicia's mood didn't bother her.
Alicia chuckled slightly and shook her head in disbelief. "A what?" She asked in annoyance wanting to wrap Layne's 'Beats' headphones around her neck and strangle her. "What the hell are you talking about?" The beauty scoffed.
"A co-host." Layne stated again and looked at the girl. "Did you think you'd be on the panel alone? No one in the school likes you." The brunette laughed and shook her head at Alicia's ego. "You are good on camera but we won't turn this into the 'Alicia' show."
"Dalton High School is the 'Alicia' show." Alicia corrected and faced the girl head on. Alicia didn't understand why after a full week, she had to share her panel with another person. She already had to share her reign with the other members of the Pretty Committee.
"Well, now I'm in charge. You can cooperate, or you can be cancelled." Layne replied smugly, turning her attention to her clipboard and writing a few notes. Alicia's popularity around Dalton didn't impress her. The online newspaper and the TV show are Layne's babies. She didn't mind replacing Alicia with someone she could actually stand being around if she had to.
"Layne." Alicia said in a condescending tone, before sighing and looking at the girl. She wanted to put Layne back in her place. Remind her of who the Queen bee was. Currently however, no one was around and her point wouldn't be proven. All that would happen, was Alicia would lose the one thing that set her aside from being the PC leader, or the running backs girlfriend. "Who's my co-host?" She asked timidly.
"We're exploring options." The girl explained. "Massie Block is back. She has that star quality and hot English accent." Layne said in taunting way, pretending to weigh the option. "The whole school is talking about her."
"But you already have the hottest girl in the school." Alicia pouted. She didn't know if Layne was serious about Massie, but she was still worried. And she had her own methods of getting what she wanted. She sat on one of the desks and twirled her hair seductively looking at Layne. "Can I change your mind?"
"Are you seriously trying to seduce me? Don't you have a boyfriend?" Layne questioned and looked at Alicia. She couldn't help but check out Alicia. The girl was gorgeous but, that's it.
"Boyfriends don't concern you. Right?" Alicia asked in a hushed tone since people were around and she wouldn't actually touch Layne Abeley.
"Do you think lesbians just like every single girl they see?" Layne asked feeling offended. Sometime last year Layne decided to live in her truth and come out. She was usually good at being herself but this fact was the hardest thing she had to deal with and now she's happy and she felt like Alicia was taunting her. "Or do you think you're just that hot? Because you aren't my type."
When Layne continued to talk, Alicia's jaw nearly hit the floor. She checked the room to see if anyone heard, "Isn't 'hot' everyones type."
"Maybe. But shallow isn't."
Friday, 11 September 2017
8:16 A.M.
MR. ATKIN'S BIOLOGY CLASS
Massie tapped her pencil against the desk of Mr. Atkin's class and sighed slightly. For the last few days Derrick missed the class due to morning football classes and she actually missed him since it was their only class together. She figured she'd catch up with him at lunch considering the fact t hat a few days passed from when the girl stood him up. Just as she decided to text Olivia to find Derrick's number, the toned guy came in smelling exactly like axe body gel. Massie Block's favorite scent on a male. "Hey." She smiled hoping he wasn't upset with her.
"Block." Derrick said coolly and sent the girl a smirk."Haven't seen you since you stood me up. I'm heartbroken." Derrick said playfully clenching his heart watching the female. Derrick had other things on his plate and he wasn't actually upset with Massie. He would however, like to see more of her.
"I would've texted you to let you know something came up, but I don't have your number." Massie grinned flirtatiously. She played it cool when in reality she rehearsed that excuse over and over with Bean, each morning as she waited to see him.
"Well we have to fix that." Derrick said and reached into his Dalton School shorts to reveal his Samsung Edge. Massie tried her hardest not to blush at the sight of Mr. Harrington wearing shorts, something reminiscent of when they were pre-teens. "Put your number in." He said handing her his phone. She couldn't help but notice the adorable picture of the boys at their eighth grade graduation from Briarwood Octavian Country Day.
Massie did as Derrick demanded and typed her phone number in, naming her contact 'Massington', and a purple devil emoji as a joke before smiling at him. "You excited for your first varsity game?" She asked, noting his confusion since she was technically a new student. "The morning announcements told me." She laughed slightly.
"Oh," Derrick chuckled nervously and shook his head. Honest answer? Derrick was scared to death. He was the star quarterback last year, but now he was varsity which was 10x more pressure on him. But what will he tell Massie? "Why could I be nervous?" He scoffed and let out a laugh, Massie instantly noticed his Colgate white, straight teeth. "We kick Calhoun's asses every single time we play them."
"Impressive." The girl grinned smugly and giggled slightly. She didn't know what it was about Derrick that made her nervous and giddy. She was used to attractive guys. Athletes didn't impress her since she didn't follow sports. Derrick was charismatic. And charming. And different.
"Are you coming to the winning party at Kemp's?" Derrick asked and looked at Massie since he wanted to see her outside of school.
"You guys didn't win yet though." Massie stated and looked at him with a smile since his confidence excluded.
"We will." Derrick assured her and gave her a wink before Mr. Atkins grasped his attention. "So, you gonna come?"
"I have to find out what my friends wanna do." She replied even though she knew Kemp's party was the perfect place to officially unveil her clique.
"Olivia will definitely be there." Derrick grinned and looked at Massie. It was pretty obvious who Massie hung out with now since everyone was still talking about her. "Kristen? I dunno." He said making a face before laughing slightly.
"Yeah I know all about her and Kemp." Derrick even though she completely forgot until Derrick pointed it out. "If she isn't comfortable to be there, then I won't be there. Sorry." Massie sent Derrick a faux pout since she would just convince Kristen that it was in her best interest to show up to Kemp's party and show no interest in Kemp.
"Well then we have to schedule another date." Derrick stated looking over at Massie. He hoped he hadn't just embarrassed himself and that she was just as interested in him.
"Date? You thought a red cup party at Kemp's constituted as a date?" Massie playfully gasped even though she was still sort of serious with him. She could tell by now that Kemp was the kind of guy that only enjoyed girls for sex. Unfortunately her close friend, Kristen was tied up in Kemp.
Derrick suddenly felt a wave of nerves after Massie spoke. He just wanted her to himself at that party. He could already tell he wasn't the only guy with his eyes on her at Dalton. He didn't mean to imply that she wasn't worth anything else. The male chuckled slightly and looked over at the girl with a shrug."I use the word date too loosely." He admitted.
"Well make it up to me." Massie suggested. "After the game, and the party. On Saturday night." The girl informed. She kept her eyes on the notes she was jotting to seem less than interested when in reality she was cringing at the fact that she asked a guy out. "Only if Dalton wins the game."
"Wha-what if we lose?" Derrick asked following by a cough to try and distract Massie from the previous crack in his voice.
"We can discuss that Monday at school."
"And what if I just decide to text you on Sunday?"
"Try it and we'll see." Massie sent Derrick a wink that made him melt in his seat before she arched her back to give Mr. Atkins her full attention.
Friday, 11 September 2017
10:47 A.M.
MRS. DONAVAN'S PE CLASS
Unlike most girls at Dalton, physical education was Kristen's favorite class. Her strong suit. She was after all the most athletic girl at the school. She was captain of the girls' soccer team and the unisex Lacrosse team for a reason. So when the sports coach and PE teacher Mrs. Donavan announced flag football as the activity of the day, she began stretching and saw it as a perfect way to wake herself up.
"Okay as usual we're going to have the two most athletic students lead the teams." The woman stated and looked down at her clipboard. Mrs.D was only about 5'7"and alittle closer to the heavy side. She had a blonde curly bob and always insisted on dressing in the school's sports uniform even when some of the students didn't. "Ms. Gregory, you can come and stand at my right. You will be the captain of team red." The woman informed, giving Kristen a red flag belt. A lot of students said Kristen was Mrs.D's favorite student. When Kristen smugly did as the woman said, the room filled with groans and eye rolls. "And for team blue," The middle aged woman looked through prospects and sighed slightly. "Mr. Hurley will be caption. Come on up here Mr. Linebacker." She waved him over.
As soon as Kristen heard Kemp's name, her chest tightened. Aside from personal reasons, Kemp was an amazing athlete and football was his game and her pride was on the line if she lost to him.
"Call it!" Kristen's thoughts were interrupted by the coaches' yelp and a coin being thrown in to the air.
"Tails." Kemp wiggled his tongue around and started doing a sexual motion with his hips which made the guys in the class cheer and the girls in the class blush. But Kristen? The blonde didn't even budge. What was with her?
"Tails it is. Hurley gets the first pick." Mrs. Donavan spoke up and pat Kristen's back since she wanted the girl to win at everything.
"Ms. Marvelous of course."Kemp smirked looking at Kristen for a reaction. Dylan wasn't the best at sports, but PE was the one time the three of them were forced into the same room. Typically, Dylan cut the class to hangout with Alicia, and Kemp usually played football with the guys, but now was the perfect time to rub things in Kristen's face since she finally knew about Kemp and Dylan.
"Who me?" Dylan teased and flipped her long, ginger hair, shooting Kristen a taunting look before she wrapped her arms around Kemp's neck and kissed him.
"You know you're always number one to me." The male smirked and squeezed Dylan's butt. Lately the two had been indulging in public displays of affection even though they made it clear that they weren't officially together.
Kristen cringed trying her hardest to keep herself together and not give them the attention they craved. "I pick Cam." She stated pointing at the male. He was a football player as well and Kristen wanted to win.
Friday, 11 September 2017
10:47 A.M.
DALTON SCHOOL SWIMMING POOL
"I can't believe they're friends now. I mean if you knew how much shit Massie talked when I was friends with Olivia β¦" Alicia trailed off, watching the two girls from afar. Swim class was usually Alicia's favorite class. The Dalton red bay-watch style bathing suit fit Ms. Rivera like a glove and she got to remind everyone why they had wet day dreams about her. However, seeing her ex-best friends conspire against her, and get the attention of the room, boiled her blood. "Are you even listening to me Josh?" Alicia asked hitting her boyfriends arm before she went deeper into the water.
This was the only time Josh felt like he could see Alicia and he wasn't about to listen to another rant about Massie Block and Olivia Ryan when they didn't seem to be worried about her. "Novia." Josh started, putting his arms around her waist and gently kissing her lips. Alicia was always busy with morning announcements, dance classes, dance recitals, the Pretty Committee, and she didn't have as much time for Josh as he liked. "Those girls have nothing on you. You shouldn't worry about them."
Alicia had been dating Josh since sixth grade. For six years, she only been with one person and only had eyes for one person. Her parents loved that he was of Spanish speaking blood. Everyone said they looked good together and their future family was destined to look like a Ralph Lauren catalog. In two years they'd both be at Brown University, and she'd be selfish to say she was bored. "I know but, both of those girls have taken turns making my life hell."
"Come on. Massie has been gone for years. Most people at Dalton don't know who she is and even if Olivia's hot, no one cares who she is." Josh tried to help. He honestly wanted the conversation to be over so he could focus on his relationship.
"Did you just call her hot?"Alicia asked, turning to look over Olivia Ryan. She also had a full figure like Alicia. Her skin was nice and even. Smooth. She beat out Alicia as the captain of the cheerleading team which made Alicia quit and meant Olivia saw Josh more than she did. Alicia's insecurities were one of the major things that hurt her and Josh. They were both busy. She kept herself busy to keep an archive of things that would make the male proud to be dating her. She didn't see him as muchand he wasn't as romantic as before.
"That's beside the point." Josh groaned running his fingers through his long curly hair. "Yes, Alicia. She's hot. But you're the hottest girl I've ever seen. And you're my girl. That's all that matters. Right?"
Alicia took a long sigh and nodded. "You're right babe." She said kissing him for a second time.
The teams were picked, the game had started and Kristen was determined to win. Kemp's team was picked by popularity while Kristen's team was made of members of the soccer, football and lacrosse teams. Even some of the stronger cheerleaders were on Kristen's team. Her team also won the second coin toss and was starting with the ball. She had the ball and she instructed her team to go for Kemp's flags first since he was the most athletic and she wanted to wipe his smirk off of his face. The game was more intense for an activity that they weren't getting full grades on but it excited Mrs. Donavan. Now Kristen was on defense and she only had one flag left on her belt. She was running and playing her ass off when 'plop' her only flag left, was out.
"She's out, I go-"
Kristen heard from behind her, and before she let Dylan finisher sentence, and fully stand, she lifted her foot and kicked the girl in the middle of her face.
"MY NOSE!" Dylan cried holding the center of her face. Blood ran between her fingers and everyone ran to the socialite's side.
"Why the fuck would you do that?" Kemp darted to where Kristen was standing.
Pride. Revenge. Okay, Kristen absolutely meant to kick Dylan in the face. She did however, underestimate how powerful her kick was. "It was a reflex. I'm so sorry." Kristen said covering her own mouth with faux concern.
"No you aren't." Kemp stated challenging Kristen. From behind him, he could hear people trying to help Dylan, but his concern was only Kristen. Always, Kristen. "You're such a bitch. You lost the game so you break the girls nose?" He asked crossing his arms.
God, why did he look so attractive when he was angry? Kemp was also right, but Kristen still felt attacked. "I said I didn't mean it! So clearly I fucking didn't!" She yelled letting more than one emotion take over. "At least your fake ass girlfriend can get the nose job she's always wanted." The blonde haired girl snapped and grabbed her things pushing past Kemp and walking out of the doors to the Gymnasium.
Massie laughed at something Olivia said and looked down at how perky her B-cups sat up in the Dalton swimsuit. Olivia was telling her about her plans for the weekend, thinking about attending some NYU frat party instead of Kemp's with a college guy Olivia was seeing. The girls points were good, maybe she doubted Olivia years ago for no reason. The girl still owned faux scarves and bags, but Massie would fix that soon enough. Right now, she was wishing Derrick could see how good she looked after their talk first period. She was also picturing them as the Dalton it couple instead of Alicia and Josh who were groping each other only a few feet away.
"Wait."Massie stopped and looked at Olivia with a slightly shocked look on her face. "Mr. NYU is Harris Fisher?" Massie smirked actually impressed by Olivia. "Cam's older, hotter brother?" She remembered just about every girl crushing on the guy and even though she didn't know what he looked like now, from what Olivia's said, he still sounds like an alpha.
"The one and only." Olivia answered proudly. "Massie I'm telling you he basically runs that frat. He runs the school and he's so fucking hot." The class was more like an elective that no one ever had the chance to pick. They could never hire a stable swim instructor and they couldn't let the pool go to waste because of how much it cost. So, they hired lifeguards from local gyms and country clubs, and the students did whatever they wanted. "Look at him." Olivia ordered Massie and smiled as she showed a picture of the unofficial couple. They appeared to be laying on a silk sheet. It covered both of them and Olivia's arm made it obvious that she initiated the photo. Harris' face was covered with a dark beard as he smiled down at Olivia. Her eyes stared seductively at the camera while his eyes set on her. Massie was supposed to be looking at Harris, but she couldn't get off of how naturally pretty Olivia was. Unlike Massie and Kristen, Olivia was one of those beauty gurus who usually wore a heavy amount of makeup. She often had some around her nose to hide the tiny scars she had from numerous nose jobs and always around her eyes. So Massie always doubted her natural beauty. However, this picture of her was stunning.
"Didn't you date Cam?" Massie rose her eyebrow, handing back the phone.
"Forever ago." Olivia added with a light laugh. "We used to hang-out at parties whenever he felt bored with Claire." She stated and looked at Massie. "We never did anything more than kiss. Infact, I only just lost mine the beginning of summer with Harris." The blonde admitted.
When Olivia told her about making out with Cam while he was still with Claire, she wanted to strangle her, until she remembered Claire wasn't her friend and Olivia was. She still couldn't believe how shady Cam was since he was supposed to be the sweet one. Olivia seemed to be dropping bombs since Massie always thought Olivia wasn't a virgin, even when they were twelve. Like Alicia, Olivia had a slutty nature about her. Her older brother hung-out with Dune, Chris β Harris? And the other hot upperclassman and there were always rumors of her brother having to beat them up after catching them with her."So how'd you manage to go from Cam to Harris?" She asked curiously.
"Well Harris was always friends with my brother, Andy," I knew it, Massie thought. "They both go to NYU and pledge the same frat. My sister Becca hangs out with Skye, -"
"Your sister is Becca Brie?" Massie gasped. She couldn't believe how much she didn't know about Olivia and how different Olivia's middle School years would've been if Massie had this information. Becca Brie was a DSL Dater. She was gorgeous, blonde, and not bright at all β and resembled Olivia more now that Massie thought about it. Aside from Becca's pig nose, which explained all of Olivia's notorious nose jobs?
"Becca Brie Ryan." Olivia nodded. From what Massie heard around school and from Claire about Skye. She skipped her sophomore year at Dalton to attend some secret school on an island. No one really believed it and there were rumors about Skye being in rehab for an eating disorder, modeling in Europe or staring in a movie. For her junior year, she came back with two new girls and dropped all of the DSL daters except for Becca since she was the only one who still kept in touch with Skye over the year. "But I went to one of the NYU parties with them around like, fall? They were still pledges" Olivia thought for a moment. "Harris had to find a blonde to kiss or something as a pledge. He walked past Becca, and Skye, and kissed me. After that he and I just started hanging out and we hit it off. I started visiting him more and here we are."
"You should post this picture, it's adorable." Massie grinned slightly. Hanging out with Olivia wasn't as bad as she always thought, and she was having more fun than she remembered with the other girls.
"I don't want people all in our business. The girls at NYU, my brother, sister, Skye and now you know. But I like us being in that lowkey." She admitted and Massie understood.
"Well he's hot as fuck. Ah-proved." Massie smirked and started to speak before her phone started ringing. "It's Kris." Massie smirked and answered the phone. "What? Wait Kris, slowdown. You broke her nose?!" Massie and gasped looked at Olivia.
"HER NOSE IS BROKEN?!" Alicia screamed from across the room and Massie stood up gesturing for Olivia to do the same.
"So where are you? We're coming." Massie explained and hung-up and picked up her Celine tote. She dawned her white Dalton robe and some Steve Madden sandals before she got ready to leave the class. "Kristen's suspended." She told Olivia and watched the girl burst into laughter.
"I need to know the part of the story where Kris' foot met Dylan's nose." Olivia laughed linking her arm with Massie's and exciting the pool room.
"You think this is funny?" Alicia yelled from the hallways and started following the girls. Josh followed behind his girlfriend and tried to calm her down since she was obliviously upset.
"Yes." The two girls said in unison before they started down the hall. Claire popped up momentarily as she left her algebra class and Derrick was short behind. He got a text from Cam to come help calm Kemp since he was fuming because of Kristen. When Derrick saw Claire leave he assumed that's what she was doing. Now, Massie, Olivia, Claire, Derrick, Alicia and Josh were in one hall and before they could speak they heard "KEMP CALM THE FUCK DOWN!" From the next.
"If he hurts my friend I swear to god!" Massie yelled following the sound of Cam's voice.
"Oh what are you going to do?" Alicia scoffed and was stopped abruptly by Massie.
"Bitch you don't wanna know." The chestnut haired girl turned and faced Alicia dead on.
"We have one problem Alicia. We don't need another." Claire pointed out and grabbed Alicia's arms.
"Yeah 'Leesh', you don't want two Pity Committee members in the hospital at once." Olivia stated as they all made their way to Kristen, Kemp and Cam.
There were three gorgeous girls in swimsuits and any other day, Derrick's eyes would be glued to Alicia's body but today, Massie caught his attention. She had more of the 'dancer body' than Alicia. She was slim, she had a medium tan and her legs seemed to go on for days. As the girls bickered, Derrick tapped Josh's shoulder to comment how perky the girl was since her assets were the perfect cherry on top of her body.
"KEMP SHE'S A GIRL!" Cam yelled trying his best to hold the larger guy back away from the blonde.
"She's a bitch! That's what she is."
"Don't call my friend a bitch!" Massie said pushing Kemp back which only angered him more. She went over to Kristen who was now obviously upset. Not about being called a bitch. Her instagram handle had just been changed to 'BubblegumBitch' so she didn't care. What upset her, was how angry Kemp was over Dylan.
"I'm telling you it was an accident." Kristen insisted. She could feel her tears forming and heard her voice crack which made everyone stand down. "She was behind me and her face was knelt down to where my feet were and β"
"She's suspended Kemp." Cam spoke up before catching Claire's death glare. He wasn't defending Kristen, but he didn't think she deserved what was happening. "She's been punished already."
"Look, she won't be here for the week and your girlfriend gets a new nose. Why's everyone so pissed?" Olivia asked in her Valley girl accent. Massie wasn't sure if she was messing with everyone, or if she really didn't understand. Either way Massie thought it was hilarious. "Tell her I've got a doctor. Dr. Ryan is the best in the business. " Olivia winked at Alicia and turned to console Kristen.
Friday, 11 September 2017
6:15 P.M.
BODY ALIVE DANCE STUDIO
"So she's going into surgery now?" Alicia asked as she spoke on the phone with Dylan's younger sister, Jaimie. Alicia still couldn't believe what happened with Kristen and Dylan, and the way Olivia talked to her. They had their own bad blood but Massie was already turning the girl into a beta which scared her. She sighed and looked around the Body Alive Studio noticing the ultimate alpha, Skye and Becca Brie, Olivia's sister. If Massie got on their good side, Alicia's social life was over.
"Rivers." Skye Hamilton spoke up. The girl was a force. She didn't even need a clique behind her, or for Becca to back her up. She made Massie look like a power puff girl and she hadn't even done anything. She used Alicia's actual last name which made her cringe. Her father wasn't actually Spanish. The man had exotic features and Alicia's maternal family wanted her to marry Spanish. Alicia never wanted her future children to be ridiculed. Which is why Alicia was grateful for her relationship with Joshua. "Are you on the phone? During stretches?" Skye challenged. The girl was tall, but still slender and womanly. She had the same innocent and sultry look that Alicia was jealous of Claire for having.
"Do you see my phone out?" She challenged, sliding her phone into the pocket of her shoulder bag. "I'm ready for dance class. Are you ready to teach us?" Alicia asked innocently and put her bag off to the side
"Looks like our little chihuahua is feeling feisty today Skye." Becca smirked and looked at her alpha. Since Alicia and Olivia's final falling out, she's been on Becca's hitlist. Which put her on Skye's hitlist and for the last past months, they set out to make Alicia's life at BADS miserable even though she never let the PC notice.
"You know B, I think you're right." The blonde crossed her arms over her perky chest, grinning deviously. "Ms. Rivers. I think it's time you practice your twirls. Let's see how many you can do in thirty seconds. No stopping." The punishment sounded like it wasn't a big deal, but Alicia knew it'd have her in pain for days.
"You know S," Becca stated, using the nicknames of Serena and Blair on the hit TV show 'Gossip Girl', "Ms. Rivers has been acting up. "I think she should do a minute straight. And I think she shouldn't worry about next weeks dance."
"But I-"
"You're right." Skye quickly cut off Alicia and gave her a once over. "One minute worth of twirls. Everytime you stop, you start all over again and when you're done, you go. Your services are no longer needed for the week.
Friday, 11 September 2017
6:15 PM
LEXINGTON PLASTIC SURGEONS: DR. MICHEAL E. RYAN'S OFFICE
"My, my" Dylan laid back in her hospital bed, in excruciating pain. She egged Kristen on. One hundred percent. Looking back on it, Dylan was wrong for dealing with Kemp Hurley in the first place and even worse for telling everyone except Kristen. The girl had every right to hate Dylan, so even though she told her mother it was an accident, Dylan didn't buy it herself. "My nose isn't even on my-my face." She felt warm tears down her cheeks as her vision became blurry.
"Dr. Ryan is the best in New York." Merri-Lee assured her daughter. She stroked Dylan's hair as she tried comforting her. "He does my botox. And he did Ryan's nose job and her breast. You're in good hands." Dylan didn't want to be that person. She was far from confident but she didn't ever want to turn to plastic surgery. She was always against and even though she probably needed it now, it made her feel like a sell-out.
"I want my nose normal!" She said as she felt her hospital bed begin to leave the room. It also didn't help that her surgent was the father of Olivia Ryan, Massie's latest follower and Kristen's new friend. She was having day nightmares about becoming botched as another form of Kristen's revenge. She didn't want to be botched, or have the blogs compare her to Instagram pictures a few weeks.
"Honey you'll be beautiful. You will." Merri-Lee stated trying to make her daughter happy. "Ryan! Tell your sister." She hit her oldest daughter in the knee and took the girls phone from her hand. "Go on, tell her."
"Dyl, you'll be beautiful!" Ryan called out to her sister.
Friday, 11 September 2017
6:15 PM
BLOCK'S ESTATE: MASSIE'S BEDROOM
"Can you seriously believe Kemp earlier?" Kristen asked her friends as she looked over Massie's 'W' magazine selection. It had been hours and Kristen still couldn't wrap her mind around it. "So he like, really cares about her?" She asked more to herself.
"Fuck both of them." Massie scoffed. She was completely over Kemp and didn't think he even deserved Kristen after the stunt he pulled today. She couldn't even believe Derrick was friends with him. "You have Dempsey and he's hotter anyway."
"Yeah." Kristen trailed off. There was something about Kemp that she still desired. Even after everything. She chose Dempsey over Kemp numerous times, but she still kept going back. "Dempsey and I are β¦ eh. And when I was seeing Kemp it was more β¦ I don't know. But Kemp never fought for me like he did for Dylan today."
"Well he doesn't deserve you anyway." Olivia said eating some of the cheese puffs Massie set out for the sleepover. For years she wondered what a Massie Block sleepover was like and it was nothing like the ones Alicia tried to have. It was an event. Massie hired a few people to give massages, mani-pedi's and hair. Massie's new house had a small theater perfect for watching Chick flicks and a pool. Her chefs made whatever the girl had a taste for and Olivia was in awe. Both Olivia and Kristen weren't as wealthy as Massie's so tonight was a nice change for Olivia. "And I'm happy we aren't going to his party."
"We aren't?" Kristen shot up looking at Massie. At first, Massie convinced her it was in her best interest to go to the party and now they weren't? She wondered what changed Massie's mind, but she also couldn't face Kemp.
"We're still going to the game. I wanna see Derrick play. After it's over we're going to a college party. NYU." Massie bragged as if it were her idea.
"Derrington," Kristen teased wiggling her eyebrows playfully and poking her friend.
"He was totally gawking over your little hot body." Olivia added. "He couldn't even talk or stop looking at you."
"He was not." Massie blushed looking at her friends. She didn't even realize that Derrick saw her in her formfitting swimsuit and how amazing she actually did look.
"He's so into you Mass. If you two get together Dalton would go crazy." Kristen laughed.
Friday, 11 September 2017
9:12 PM
LEXINGTON PLASTIC SURGEONS: DR. MICHEAL E. RYAN'S OFFICE
Dylan opened her blue-green eyes and sighed.
"You're finally awake." Kemp spoke up in a tired tone. He put his Samsung Galaxy Edge phone on the empty hospital seat and got up to sit next to her. "You feel okay?"
"I feel like I've been kicked in the nose." Dylan giggled slightly and reached her hand out for Kemp. She couldn't believe Kemp was the only person there when she woke up. Not her family. Not her friends. Maybe she was more important to him than she thought but she was starting to feel butterflies.
"Please don't tell me twice in one day." Kemp joked and laughed looking over at the girl before leaning over and kissing her forehead. "You'll be fine though. And don't worry about Kristen.I dealt with her."
"You - how?"
"She's not an issue for us. I'm done with her." He shook his head. One thing that always bothered him about Kristen was how everyone else thought she was such a nice girl. She played him and Dempsey for fools on more than one occasian. She thought she was entitiled to everything she wanted including Kemp and she expected Dylan to kiss her ass. He knew how upset Dylan was over the falling out - even though she didn't want to admit it, and he also knew how much Kristen didn't care. He was over her ... wasn't he?
