The Girl: Massie Block
The Getup: Grey Kain pocket tee, black Balmain blazer, black leggings, grey embellished sandals, black Miu Miu leather shoulder bag, black studded bangles
3:25
Hallway, Parrington Prep
Thursday, September 14th
"Where is he?" Massie grumbled to herself as she teetered down the hallway cautiously, feeling extra tall in her sky high heels. She would never admit to a passer by or herself but Massie Block was indeed stalking. She couldn't get the attractive blonde boy out of her head and she surmised that in order to focus, she'd need to get a hold of him, hook up with him just once, and be done. It would work, she'd decided the night before as she'd dressed her mannequin with practiced ease.
The brunette continued down the hallway, peering into the glass of classrooms and attempting to locate a flash of the boy's blonde hair or often uncovered legs.
"Looking for something?" A voice she didn't recognize grumbled behind her, sounding oddly sexy. Massie didn't focus on how his voice sent tingles through her body but the fact that he'd scared the life out of her, disrupting her one person search party. Her head snapped around to put a face to the voice, finding an attractive caramel colored boy with brown eyes and a cocky smile.
"Kind of." Massie answered with a noncommittal shrug, attempting to be coy and somewhat interesting. Even though she wasn't looking for him per se, there was nothing wrong with a little distraction.
"Can I help?" He asked, his eyes squinting attractively in her direction.
"Nope, it's not that type of search." Massie replied resolutely, attempting to maintain her mysterious air.
"Oh." He recognized with a nod, his eyes scanning her body with an interesting smirk. It intrigued Massie, the brunette not knowing if it was good or bad. "Can I at least get your name?" He asked his full smile returning and that cocky glint back in his eyes.
"Massie Block." She replied breezily, keeping a calm disposition. "And yours?"
"Hunter Thomas." He replied with a grin, Massie having to make a conscious effort not to let her mouth drop open.
"I've never heard the name." She replied with a little sass to her voice, letting him know she wasn't one to be messed with.
"Oh but you will." He answered, the look in his eye unchanging, proving to her that she hadn't affected him.
"When?" Massie inquired, genuinely interested now.
"When I have you screaming it." He said in finality, the alpha's eyes popping open in surprise, her eyes going wide and bright.
"Don't you have a girlfriend?" She asked hastily, attempting to regain some semblance of control.
"Yeah, but what La La doesn't know won't hurt her." He intoned with a shrug that somehow came off as sexy.
"But it will hurt me." Massie answered with a hiss, spinning on her heel and strutting away starting in the opposite direction. As soon as she knew she was out of his line of view she let go of the breath she was holding in, relaxing against a dark blue locker.
Their very exchange had left Massie panting for breath.
"Mass?" A voice inquired, Massie recognizing this one: Derrick.
"Hey!" She replied enthusiastically, throwing her arms around him even though he reeked of sweat and dirt. He hugged her back; his strong arms making her feel as if she was at home. He always had that effect on her, all of her walls just melting away as her head lay itself on his shoulder.
Letting go after a few moments, he looked down into her eyes intensely. "What's up?"
"Nothing, just hanging out after school, you know, chilling." Massie wanted to slap herself as the words came out of her mouth. She was so lame.
Derrick chuckled in response. "Yeah. But it was good seeing you Mass, it feels like we barely ever get to hang out anymore."
"I know right." Massie answered with a nod, not trusting herself to be witty.
"Yeah, so I have to get back to practice, but I'll text you later okay?" He inquired, hope lacing his orbs.
"Okay." Massie squeaked out, giving him another hug before watching him depart down the hallway.
Massie felt like a failure. She hadn't accomplished her goal and her stomach was still rampant with butterflies.
The Girl: Alicia Rivera
The Getup: Cream floral ruffle Etro blouse, pink high waisted shorts, mocha colored Christian Luboutin pumps, pale Kelly green Marc by Marc Jacobs 'Natasha' leather bag, floral headband, oatmeal colored cardigan
The Place: Gymnasium
The Time: 4:08
"Alicia Rivera." A brunette with a piercing glare said, her eyes not leaving the Latina as she strutted over. Just because her name was called she didn't move any faster, keeping up the ideology that she didn't move any faster than she had to for anyone.
"Yes?" Alicia replied as she reached them, letting one hand casually sit on her hip.
"You've made the dance team." The girl announced with an almost regretful look in her eye, Alicia noticing yet grinning back. "But barely." She tacked onto the end, Alicia's heart sinking.
"What do you mean?" Alicia snapped back, attempting to keep her voice controlled and with more of a tone than a hiss.
"You heard me." The captain Toni said with a bite to her bark, admittedly scaring Alicia a bit. She was definitely intimidating.
"I've been dancing since I was three and some of these girls can't even keep an eight count!" She protested, her eyes flaring in anger and emotion.
"Don't push it." The girl replied with a faux grin, the warning very clear and somewhat deadly.
"Oh don't worry, I won't." Alicia assured with what seemed to be a natural grin, spinning on her heel and strutting away confidently.
With the way she walked she could swear she needed her own theme music.
Who: Massie && Alicia
Where: Range Rover
When: 4:25
"Update me chica." Massie said as she adjusted herself into the seat, setting her small shoulder bag in the middle seat. She'd decided that big bags were so out.
"Well, I'm on the dance team." Alicia enthused, wanting to keep the annoyed tone out of her voice. She wanted to ring that Toni girl's neck.
"That's great pretty!" Massie answered, giving her best friend armed hug, her eyes glittering as she got ready to relay what had happened to her.
"I met the most interesting boy in the hallway." Massie told her best friend, her eyes widening in excitement.
"Oh who, spill girl." Alicia demanded, happily distracted from the earlier annoyance.
"His name is Hunter Thomas." She answered, knowing the Latina would understand how much this meant.
"Ehmagawd! Like Lauryn's Hunter?" She asked, her dropping slightly open.
"Yes. Lauryn's Hunter."
"Oh, be careful pretty, you know we're on sticky ground with her. She does have seniority."
"I am being careful," Massie began with a smile, Alicia rolling hers in return.
"I'm serious." Alicia warned, grabbing her forearm.
"God, don't make it more than what it is." Massie answered with an eye roll. "I have it all under control."
The Girl: Claire Lyons
The Getup: White and navy blue nautical striped long sleeve shirt, structured tuxedo Balmain jacket, normal wash boyfriend jeans, black Steve by Steve Madden ankle boots, studded handle slouch bag
The Place: Slice of Heaven
The Time: 6:30
"Cam!" Claire said excitedly, wrapping her arms around the black haired boy with a grin.
"Hey Claire." He replied with a smile to match hers, holding on for an extra moment to inhale her scent. It still intoxicated him. "I got us a booth."
Claire's heart sped up, hope flowing through her veins. When he'd texted her and asked her to meet her there she'd felt as if someone had set her heart to triple time. She followed behind him, attempting to strut confidently in her too-high Steve Madden boots. She'd used her money from the summer to buy these boots and she hoped they were doing their job.
She kept her blue eyes calm, following him all the way to the booth before her heart deflated. There were other people. Three to be precise. Two boys and a girl. The girl wasn't very attractive with too-far-apart eyes, a straight nose and large pouty pink lips, but that didn't matter to Claire. She hated her for just being there. The two boys were identical in looks, both possessing caramel eyes and dirty blonde hair.
"Cam, you didn't tell me you were inviting friends." Claire attempted to keep the strain out of her voice, but it wasn't working.
"Oh yea, this is London McKie, Cash McNary and Clayton McNary." Cam introduced, Claire wondering if he was really that oblivious. Couldn't he see the upset look on her face?
"Hi." She replied lamely, sinking into the seat next to the one she was sure was Cash.
"Hey Claire." The one next to her replied, his eyes glinting naughtily in her direction. She could tell he was somewhat pervy already. Oh no.
The Girl: Dylan Marvil
The Getup: Tan Grecian beaded TopShop dress, purple beaded Antik Batik sandals, white multicolored 'Courtney' Louis Vuitton GM bag
The Place: Phoenix's house
The Time: 6:50
Dylan wiped her hands against the fabric of her dress again, attempting to rid them of the moisture speckling her palms. "You needed to talk?" Phoenix asked with his smile that set her soul on fire.
But she couldn't worry about that now. She was too focused on the fact that she'd been unknowingly carrying his child up until last week.
She remembered the day she'd found out. When Madeline had discovered her puking her soul into the bowl she'd forced them down to the nearest CVS and bought nearly six of the tests on the spot. She remembered the tears in her sister's eyes as she paid for the items in cash, knowing Merri Lee would see the offending purchase on her statement. The whole experience had broken her heart and when she saw all six reading 'pregnant', her whole world collapsed and changed. Dylan Abigail Marvil could now attach 'expectant mother' to her list of accomplishments in life and the thought filled her with an extraordinary amount of shame.
"Yea." She answered as she pushed past him and sat on his bed, setting her bag next to her feet.
"About what?" He asked again, shutting his door with a soft slam.
Dylan's heart pounded through her chest as he made his way over to her, not even feeling an ounce of comfort when his lips brushed against her forehead. "Something important." She barely choked out feeling the tears at the back of her throat even though she hadn't told him anything yet.
"Like what Dyl, just spit it out." He answered harshly, turning her head so she looked into his eyes head on.
"I'm pregnant." She whispered out, hiding her face in her hands as she turned away.
"What the fuck do you mean?" He hissed back at her, his hands clenching into tight fists. It caused Dylan to momentarily wonder if he would hit her. 'Do I deserve it?' she wondered soon after, grappling with the idea to avoid focusing on the discussion at hand.
"I'm pregnant." She choked out again, looking over briefly to see just how much anger his eyes possessed.
"That's…what the fuck Dylan? I'm a sophomore, how could you let this happen," He seethed standing and walking to the other side of his room. "…I can't even look at you." He finished leaving the room and letting the door shut with another soft slam.
Dylan didn't know how to respond, merely resigning to numbness. He'd just yelled at her. She didn't know how to process what had just happened. A tear escaped from her eye and landed on her cheek, Dylan wiping away at the wetness angrily. How could Phoenix do that to her?
The redhead attempted to make sense of the situation, lying down against the soft down pillows that she knew would only comfort her temporarily.
Dylan didn't know how much time had passed before Phoenix returned to the room, but it felt like it had been an eternity.
"I'm sorry." Phoenix announced, Dylan flinching as if he'd just hit her with a spiked belt. She didn't want to hear his apologies. Especially after what he'd just said to her.
"Don't." She answered in a clipped tone, not letting her emotions get the best of her. She knew she'd need to be strong, even if he was her baby daddy.
"No really, I am. Dylan, I just didn't know how to react to the idea of me being a father." Phoenix soothed, reaching out to rub her side comfortingly. Dylan allowed herself the small comfort, sighing into his touch.
"What do you want to do?" She asked, her watery green eyes shifting to his.
"I don't know, but I know that I'm gonna need you through this whole thing."
"And I'll try to be there."
AN: holaaaa! Im back and I'm bearing gifts =) so yes. Onto replies!
Adrianslittledamphir101: lol yeah I know right. But Phoenix isn't perfect either :p. and im gonna try to update as much as possible =) I got them in here a little bit but I'll try to do them more.
MBAlpha: It's Phoenix's. As to answer your question, that is something you'll find out soon enough. And aww thank you!
DaKoTaDiArIeS: Thank you! And as for the song, I don't know. Haha. And now you see what he does! Ahha. And its definitely going in next chapter.
Lelein: ahah yessss.
Coreysfallen: thank you! No I haven't read it yet, but I keep hearing about it. Was it really good? Hope you liked this chapter!
Spongefiend: ahah heyy. And yea, Clinton is Lauryn's bro. it is Phoenix's because she wasn't on her period until after Phoenix. And no. idk what to do with her just yet. =p they're slowly making their appearance!
Amazingxlivexlovexlaughx3: thank you! And no one's with anyone yet, it'll get more clear soon!
Sissam93: thank you! They'll be there soon!
Iheartme104: thank you! And aww don't be mad at me. I'm sorry. I was just really sick. Lol. And I've missed you tons as well hunni bunni!
I have that blackberry too! Omg. In black though =) haha, sprint's aightt. Lol. My friend Chelsea was like I don't speak to people who have sprint. Lmfao. I'm watching American dad right now. Btdubbs. Random fact, yea I know. Lol. And in freshman year, I was one of two freshmen in geometry. Like what? Ahha. And awww, no sexy seniors? That's the whole point! And yes, they slowly trickle in!
Aha, i actually love the writing part. It's math that like kills my life. I definitely started looking up dress styles. I'm super excited. In like an inordinate way. Ahha. And awwwww. You're so definitely my other half. Lol.
And awww! I'm actually on the phone with my crush as we speak. He doesn't know I like him though! We're best friends! Its crazy. Lol. But yea. Anyways! I think you might wanna let it go, but wait before I pass final verdict….does he like you?
And awwww! I know what you said about grandbabies but I couldn't resist dahlin. Oh random fact, the cheetos commercial is tha shit. Lls. And miscarriage is more acceptable. And we'll see. The decision will come to me as all other things do. Haha. And lmao yea, we're totes a match made in heaven! Ilyy!
ChocoPrep: I'm sowwy, it's Phoenix's, but I did consider Jake's. haha. And they're not cute. Like at all. Lls. And its okayy. Love you!
Desjanae: Hhaha how'd you know?
