Massie looked through her friend list… And all that was left was her family. And what had gone on yesterday was very clear in Massie's head.
Claire was the new alpha.
Well, someone had a busy day yesterday.
Claire sat at the kitchen table, eating her Fruit Loops. Claire still couldn't believe that she was the new alpha. She was wearing a T-Shirt with glittery baby blue rhinestones and Kalvin Clein jeans with ankle cut leather boots, the closest thing to what Massie would wear. She had gotten up at 5 to do her makeup and do blowdry her hair. It wasn't Massie professional, but it was close.
Suddenly, the back door opened and Kendra walked in. She looked glamorous in Juicy sweats with her glossy dark hair in a ponytail. She was like an older Massie, except Massie would never wear Juicy sweats out of the house.
"Hey, Claire," Kendra said, nodding to her. "Massie isn't feeling the greatest today, but Issac will still take you and the girls to school today, ok?"
Claire nodded, reaching into her pocket and taking out her tube of strawberry kiwi lip gloss she had borrowed from Massie and forgotten to give it back. She swiveled it across her lips.
Kendra and Judy huddled together and began to talk. They kept looking over at her.
"Claire, did you and Massie have a falling out?" Judy finally asked.
"Well… Yes," Claire said. "Mom, Massie… She slept with Cam! And now everyone doesn't like her and I'm the new leader of the school. That's probably why she's staying home."
"Oh," Kendra said, frowning. "Well, I'll be in my home gym if you guys need me."
"Bye, Mom," Claire said, grabbing her book bag and running out the door before her mother could stop her.
She ran to the car, jumping into the plush leather car before the chill could take over her body. This would be the first time she was riding to school without Massie in the Range Rover.
"Hello, Claire," Issac said, nodding. He put the show shaker into the very back and then sat down in the drivers' seat and put on his black leather driving gloves.
The car started and Claire flipped open her Motorola phone, a gift from Massie. And Claire suddenly didn't want it anymore, because it had been Massie's.
Finally they pulled up in front of Alicia's huge estate, and, as usual, Alicia took ten minutes to walk to the car. She was wearing the cutest Ralph Lauren mis and match. Alicia slid into the car next to Claire.
"How does this look?" Alicia asked.
"9 point 8," Claire rated, decking point two for Alicia's slightly unglossed lips.
"Good," Alicia said, satisfied. "Massie would never have given me that rating, I probably would have gotten a two. I've been dying to wear this outfit forever, but Massie wouldn't let me because it wasn't matchy matchy."
"I think it's hawt," Claire said. "You just need a touch more gloss to be a 10."
"Good," Alicia said, quickly swiping gloss onto her lips. "You're a… 7. But that can be fixed. We'll go shopping this weekend and we'll get you an Iphone. That was Massie's old phone."
"I would love to, Alcia," Claire said. "But I'm poor, remember?"
"No sweat," Alicia said. "You have Dyl and me, remember?" They pulled up in front of the Marvil home. Dylan was bent over on the steps, reading the latest issue of Teen Vogue and chewing a chocolate Luna bar. She was wearing a black sleevless minidress. Her hair was in a bun on top of her head.
She got up when she saw them and ran to the car."Hey," she said, climbing in. "What am I,"
"9.7," Claire and Alicia both answered at the same time.
"Good. I've been waiting to wear this for the longest time, but I was afraid to because Massie said I'd look like Nina."
"Opposite of true!" Alicia declared.
"These things are so good," Dylan said, holding up the chocolate bar. "And they're sugar free, too."
"Um, Dyl?" Claire asked. "There are no such things as sugar free chocolate bars!"
"Point!" Alicia cackled, and both girls cracked up, high fiving each other.
"Whatever." They pulled in front of the Pinewood Apartments, and Kristen pushed through the glass doors and into the Range Rover. When she was sure her mother wasn't watching, she slid out of those pathetic sweats and into her black tank top and boy shorts. Her blond hair was loose instead of in braids.
"I've been dying to wear this forever, but Massie said no. And she said my hair looked like a hooker's hair down and it was totally trashy and so not classy!"
"Wow, I had no idea Massie controlled you guys that much. She didn't do that to me!"
"That's because she knew she couldn't get away with it with you," Kristen told her.
"Are you having a sleepover tonight?" Alicia asked. Claire stared at her.
"The Friday night sleepover!" she cried. "Don't tell me you forgot."
"Oh, yeah, of course!" Claire said.
