OMG, lucky chapter 7! So, just a heads up, next chapter is going to be like...a summary. See, my story is sorta just random! lol. like, you don't know what year it is in the story, what's recently been happening with the characters, if Dylan's still a red head... O.O!! lol. So next chapter will just sum that up for you, things like. Well, here's chapter 7!

Oh, and I'm totally going to be like Gossip Girl in this chapter. Literally.

XOXO, Luffely!!


"So, you got the HOTZ for Josh, eh?" Dylan asked when she slithered up to Massie's locker.

"What?" Massie laughed at her friend. "What are you talking about?! Wait, better yet, what are you wearing?"

"Huh?" Dylan looked down at her attire. It was a total 60's, 70's flashback. Dylan wore the white Juicy short shorts from Alicia's call out the night before, and under them were insanely bright green stockings. She wore black pumps and a leather black belt that hung off her hip. She also wore an off the shoulder, plain, white tee shirt that was cut at the tummy. Her hair took a total Amy Winehouse turn, in addition. It looked like a rat's nest with green ribbons sticking out of it. "Oh, my mom's doing some flashback segment on her show. She paid me a hundred dollars to promote it at school today."

"Dyl, that outfit isn't worth a hundred dollars." Massie forced herself to take another quick glance at Dylan's outfit. "It's not even worth a thousand dollars."

"See, that's so typical!" Dylan said. "You with your dark wash, True Religions, and your American Eagle lace tank--it's fabulous, by the way! Do you think they have it in red?" Dylan cut herself off.

"Uh, they had it in blue, pink, gray, black, navy blue and white..." Massie tugged on her tank when she said 'white'. "That's when I went anyway."

"And your shoes--Ehmygawd your shoes!!" Dylan squealed. "Fantabulous, who are they by?"

"I've never heard of them, their called 'Dyelights'." Massie explained. "Cute, right?"

"Duh," Dylan said. Then she looked serious again. "So...what was I talking about again?"

"Your stupid Josh joke." Massie lied.

"Oh yeah!" Dylan said. "You got the HOTZ for Josh! Get it?"

"Yeah, why do you think that?" Massie said.

"On your 'Current State of the Union' thing." Dylan explained. "You haven't done one of those since...eighth grade!"

"I know, but-"

"I didn't get it at first, though." Dylan whipped out her cellphone and showed it to Massie. It read:

From: Massie

Massie's Current State Of The Union:

IN / OUT

ZTOH HSOJ / DEREK HARRINGTON

CLAIRE LYONS OR DYLAN MARVIL / ALICIA RIVERA

ZEN ROOMS / SITTING ROOMS

BREAK UPS / MAKE UPS

"How'd you get this?" Massie asked, clenching Dylan's RAZR.

"You sent it to me..." Dylan said slowly, squeezing her phone out of Massie's grip.

"What?!" Massie almost screeched.

"See, when I read it, I thought my phone was, like, totally messed up!" Dylan ignored Massie, "I was like 'Who the hell's Ztoh Hsoj?' and I asked Kristen and you know how ah-mazing she is with crosswords and word problems and crap--"

"Dylan," Massie said slowly.

"And she's like 'Turn it around!' and we did, and we got Josh Hotz!" Dylan said excitedly, not hearing Massie. "And we're like 'Massie's sooo clever!' And EH MY GAWD, you like Josh!!"

"Dylan, shut up!" Massie said. "How did you get this, again?"

"You sent it to me." Dylan repeated.

"No way..." Massie opened her YSL purse and slipped out her Palm Pilot. Dylan waited paitently as Massie scrolled through it. "Holy shi-"

"EHMYGAWD!!" Dylan shouted. Massie stared at her like she was crazy. "You almost said a bad word!!"

"Well, shit, that'd be a big problem then, wouldn't it?" Massie asked. Huge smiles spread across both of their faces.

"Anyway," Massie said. "Dyl, I sent that list to, like, everyone by mistake!!"

"Oooo." Dylan said. "That's sucks."

"You know what sucks even more?" Massie asked.

"What?"

"My mom!!" Massie cried. "She's ridiculous! She woke me up today, at freaking 1:00 AM!! She told me to sleep in the guest room in our house. So I did, and when I finally woke up, I had to be ready to go to school in twenty minutes, since my friggin' alarm clock is in my room!!"

"Ehmygawd!" Dylan cried. "Why'd she do that?"

"I didn't know at first. So I went back in my room to take a quick shower. But GUESS what she did."

"What?"

"You know how I got the walls in my room painted purple, like, two weeks ago?"

"Uh-huh,"

"Well, she painted over that in, like, off white!"

"Ewww!"

"I know! She got rid of all the sheets on my bed, my desk wasn't in my room, and my computer was on the floor. And then I went into my bathroom and she threw away all my soap, and my toilet paper but worst of all Dyl...she threw away my makeup!!"

"NO!!" Dylan sounded so surprised.

"I know, I was just lucky I keep an extra bag of makeup here, just in case."

"She also went through my closet and through away, like, half of my clothes in there!!" Massie cried. "I mean, yeah, most of them were totally last season, but still."

"Yeah, I totally understand." Dylan said.

"And her damn excuse was 'I was trying to find the reason you got a rash! If I take away the reasons you have it, it'll disappear!'" Massie yelled.

"Bummer."

"Hey," Kristen and Claire said as they strode up to Massie's locker.

"Soooo, Mass?" Claire asked. "You got the HOTZ for Josh?"

"Shut up, Kuh-laire!" Massie rolled her eyes.

"Yeah!" Dylan said. "You totally stole my joke!!"

"Whatever, Dyl!" Claire rolled her eyes.

"Uh, guys, maybe we should go..." Kristen said grabbing onto Dylan and Claire's wrists.

"Why?" Dylan asked.

"To burn your outfit, what else?" Claire said looking Dylan up and down.

"Exactly," Kristen laughed. "See ya, Mass!"

"Okay," Massie said turning back to her locker. Gawd, I'm so stupid!! She cried in her head as she opened her locker. She threw her Palm Pilot in there, hoping she wouldn't make any more mistakes with it, and pulled out school related items.

"Hey," Massie looked up at who was talking to her. Ah, this explained Kristen's sudden urge to bail. It took Massie a little while to say 'hi' back, because she immediatley got lost in Josh's eyes. It was weird, because this weekend was really one of the first times she's spoken to him without Alicia wanting to suck everything out of his mouth.

"Hi," Massie said, finally.

"So..." Josh started, trying to fight a grin over his face.

"So what?" Massie asked. PleaseGoddon'tlethimaskaboutthemessage! PleaseGoddon'tlethimaskaboutthemessage!!

"So Derek got this message," Josh said. "It's called 'Current State of the Union'. Heard of it?"

Oh, thank you SO MUCH, Gawd. "Really?" Massie tried to act surprised. "Never heard of it."

"You haven't?" Josh raised his eyebrows. "Funny, 'cause you 1. sent it to him, and 2. it's called 'Massie's Current State of the Union'."

"It could be any Massie!" Massie defended herself as she slammed her locker door.

"Yeah, any Massie who knew a Derek Harrington, a Claire Lyons and a Dylan Marvil?" Josh asked smiling at Massie. "'Cause, if that's true, I think you have someone copying you identity."

"That's very common these days, Josh!" Massie smiled.

"Anyway, you like me?" Josh asked, suddenly.

WHOA!! Massie just stared at Josh. Did he seriously just out right ask that to Massie? So one small 'Current State of the Union' says that Ztoh Hsoj is 'In' and he thinks that Massie likes him?

"W-What makes you t-think that?" Massie stammered.

"Well, I'm 'in', aren't I?" Josh asked, still giving Massie his perfect, million dollar smile.

"Uh..."

BRRRRRRRRIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGG!!

Massie looked up to the ceiling. Thank you!!

"I'll see you later, Mass," Josh said, as he turned away.

And even though Massie knew she was going to totally embarass herself...she couldn't wait.


"Hey, it's your new gossip correspondent, Luffely!!" A girl said warmly over the PA system during lunch.

"I did the news so much better then her." Alicia huffed.

"How would you know?" Kristen asked. "She just started twelve seconds ago."

"By the way, I'm calling myself Luffely as a code name. So, you know, none of you can kill me for dishing your news to all of BOCD." The girl continued.

"Gosh, BOCD isn't that exciting." Massie said before stabbing her fork into her salad.

"So all of you know about that massive party Derek Harrington threw, right?" The cafeteria erupted in shouts and 'woo-hoo's' as Derek stood up and took a bow. The girl must have heard it all the way from the office because she didn't continue until everyone had shut their pie holes.

"Did you know that Derek Harrington dumped his girlfriend an hour before the party happened? Did you know that he started macking with Olivia Ryan the second the party happened?"

"You dumped me for Duh-livia Ryan?!" Massie yelled across the cafeteria to Derek.

"No!!" Derek yelled back. "I dumped you, then Duh-livia was helping me feel better!!"

"MY GAWD, it's OH-livia!!" Olivia yelled from wherever she was sitting in the caf.

"Don't worry though!" The girl piped up over the PA system. "Claire Lyons took care of everything by starting a yelling match with Derek. I'm pretty sure she would have won too, if her stupid boyfriend Cam Fisher didn't drag her away."

A chorus of giggles started throughout the cafeteria.

"My bad! Claire dumped Cam the night BOCD won the soccer match!!" The girl said.

"How does she know this?" Claire asked her table.

"Rumor has it, she knows, like, everything." Dylan whispered.

"What ELSE happened this weekend, you may ask?" The girl asked. "Well, Derek wasn't the only person getting tongue this weekend. Alicia Rivera got some too! But it wasn't her boyfriend's tongue, no, it was a mysterious boy we'll call C."

"Who's C?" Kristen asked Alicia.

"I...can't...say..." Alicia said slowly as she faced her head down towards the table.

"But Alicia got her just deserts when two bad things happened to her: Josh Hotz, her boyfriend, broke up with her, and Massie Block, Pretty Committee Alpha, stripped Alicia of her Beta rank."

"Who told?" Massie hissed to the table.

"Ixnay on Ilan-Dey!" Dylan said.

"Not me." Claire answered.

"I didn't either." The girls looked at Alicia.

"Puh-lease." Alicia rolled her eyes. "Why would I tell anyone that?"

"I guess that's why in 'Massie's Current State of the Union', 'break ups' are now declared 'in'. But don't worry. You'll all find your true love soon! You know you love me. XOXO, Gossip Gir-I mean Luffely."

"That's who she's acting like!!" Dylan said suddenly. "Gossip Girl!! Ehmygawd, that Luffely chick is copying."

"Speaking of, Duh-livia was in the bathroom going like 'Massie has the hiccups.'"

"So?" Massie asked.

"We weren't talking about Olivia..." Claire said.

"She was like 'Have you seen Massie's neck? Hic, hic, hickey!!'" Alicia said disbelieved.

"I get it." Dylan sang.

"AHHH!!" Massie said, covering her hickey. "I thought I used enough coverup!!"

"Don't worry, I set her straight." Alicia smilied. "I told her it was a rash."

"Why?!" Massie yelled. "I'd rather it be a hickey!!"

"Why?" Alicia asked. "She'll think you're a slut."

"Takes one to know one," Dylan muttered.

"Excuse me?!" Alicia yelled. "At least I'm not a fat loser!!"

"Fat?!" Dylan yelled. She grabbed her totally flat stomach. Massie suddenly got super pissed at Alicia. The Pretty Committee literally spent months making Dylan realize that she wasn't fat. Alicia took all that hard work and flushed it down the toilet, right there.

"All of us might not be as lucky as you, Leesh." Massie hissed. "All our fat doesn't go straight to our boobs."

That was when Massie threw her ranch dressing (she never eats that. Too creamy.) at Alicia's shirt, staining a Ralph Lauren original.

"You bitch!!" Alicia yelled. She leaned over the table and grabbed Claire's spahgetti and chucked it at Massie. Massie barely dodged it, and the spahgetti flew across the cafeteria, pegging Layne Abeley right in the face.

And that started BOCD's very first food fight.


Sorry, I totally had to put my attempt at being Gossip Girl in that, lol. For some reason it's been on my mind a lot lately. Oh wells! lol. Still I hope you can forgive me for that. XD

XOXO, Luffely