A/N: Sorry if you got a plethora of email from FanFiction telling you I updated, they're just edits. Sorry.
Lola was hyperventilating. She clenched her hands into fists, wrinkling and twisting Massie's royal purple comforter into cracks and crevices. Massie stood in front of Lola; hand on her hips, and holding a bottle of Evian. Lola took it and chugged it once she unscrewed the cap.
"Thanks." She gasped.
"So, why are you freaking out again?" Massie turned around and sat in the swivel chair by her desk.
Lola looked up at Massie, took a deep breath, and began. "It all started in October, Halloween actually…"
Lola searched the crowded foyer for Emma, her best friend. She was dressed as a fairy, with a short green dress and plastic wings. Her wings bumped up against two girls, conversing. One gave her a nasty look and rolled her eyes. Lola knew she shouldn't be here. This wasn't even her party. This was Emma's brother Matt's party. But Sam had gone home already with her friend Amina, leaving Lola scrounging for a ride home. She bumped into many other people, but ignored the dirty looks she got from the party-goers. Idly, Lola wondered if she could get a ride with her boyfriend, Theo. She walked through the front room, until she walked into a dark empty smaller living room. She maneuvered her way past the furniture, until she found the door to the patio. She opened the door.
"Emm-Oh my God!" Emma was sitting on a porch swing, arms wrapped around a dark figure, kissing passionately. Emma gasped and clumsily disentangled herself from her companion. Lola gasped when she saw a familiar clump of messy ash blonde hair.
"Theo?!" Lola cried. Emma stood up, her blue Little Miss Muffet mini skirt catching the moonlight, and smirked.
"What's wrong Lola?" she asked triumphantly.
"…After that, I stopped talking to Emma, my dad got transferred and, here I am." Massie blinked twice.
"That's it? Your boyfriend cheated on you with your best friend? That's it?!" Lola scrunched her eyes in confusion.
"Massie she was my best friend."
Massie sighed, relenting. "I get that… I've been there," she sighed again, not wanting to divulge anything else. "When is she coming?"
"Her plane is supposed to arrive at four fifteen tomorrow. My mom says we have to let her stay with us until she goes home." Lola looked down and began to pick at her nail beds. Massie checked the clock on her nightstand, and in glow-in-the-dark green it read 6:03 PM.
"Will you be okay for tomorrow?" Massie asked, radiating concern for her new friend. Lola nodded.
"I should probably go; my mom's expecting me for dinner. See you tomorrow." Lola collected her handbag and slipped on her clogs.
"Bye," Massie waved from her bed, and gave sigh of relief once Lola had left.
"Thank God that's not me."
The bell rang for first period, and the students rushed to their classes. Everyone, that is, except the Pretty Committee. Massie was leisurely strolling, watching students and teachers rush to be on time to their first class of the day. Claire eyed the frantic rush of teachers and students, and then looked to Massie.
"Um… Mass? Shouldn't we hurry? Class is gonna' start soon." Massie only flipped her hair.
"So? How else are we supposed to make a dramatic entrance?" Dylan chuckled into her hand, and Sam smiled.
When Massie and her friends graced Mr. Myner with their presence, he only frowned, and pointed to the chalkboard.
"Oh no," Kristen gasped.
"Oh yes Ms. Gregory, oh yes." Mr. Myner replied "Starting this year, 2008, we have assigned seats." Claire groaned, but begrudgingly took a seat next to a brunette, she didn't recognize. Kristen took a seat in the middle next to Allie-Rose Singer, near the back window. Dylan and Alicia took seats on the opposite side of the room. Claire sat next to Meena, and Sam and Lola sat in the second to last row. Massie grimaced at the last available seat, smack dab in the front row.
"Well Massie, take a seat." He smiled.
'This has to be a sick joke' Massie thought as she lowered herself into the seat, hating every second Mr. Myner stood there with an arrogant smirk planted on his face.
A/N: Well, you know the drill. Sorry I haven't updated much. Exams are killing me! But I'll try to update as soon as I am able to.