Disclaimer: I do not own the clique
RPOV:
It had only been five minutes since Massie's showdown with her former friends, yet the dorms were buzzing with excitement. To everyone who went to this school, this side of Massie came as a shock. Here Massie was not the same person and the closest she had ever gotten to yelling like that was when Bex borrowed one of her Prada bags without asking….and then ripped the strap. I'm sure this also came as a surprise to her old friends. From the things we had been told, she didn't usually make any type of public scene that wasn't a grand entrance.
The five of us were in our room now and Massie still looked like she was about to lose control.
"I can't believe that little…UGH!"
This made Bex's nurturing side kick in.
"Mass, you need to calm down."
"How can I calm down! Especially when KUH-Laire thinks that she can call the shots at this school!"
Bex looked at me with an exasperated look. So, it looked like it was my turn to give her my two cents about the topic at hand.
"Look Mass, don't let Claire get to you. She's just trying to rile you up. You shouldn't give her the satisfaction."
Massie looked down at her feet. "I know I shouldn't, but ever since this morning these people have got my emotions in overdrive."
"Don't worry about it Mass, everyday will get easier….hopefully."
MPOV:
The girls had a point. By getting angry, I had let them get to me. Well, I can guarantee that will never happen again.
Soon it was time for dinner. Needless to say, I was not excited. The girls and I hadn't left our room since the incident after class. We preferred to stay in and start planning our back to school bash. As we started heading down to the cafeteria, tons of my class mates came by to offer me their support. What was great about this school was that there was an unspoken bond of support between anyone. You rarely had to worry about getting stabbed in the back by anyone.
The support everyone offered me was unneeded at dinner, however. It seems the pretty committee thought that it would be better for them if they did not talk to me, and I was not about to complain. The one down side was that they wouldn't let Josh come and sit with us. You could tell that he really wanted to, but they weren't budging. I feel bad for the poor guy I really do. I mean all he wants to do is hang out with the friends he hasn't seen for years. The scene reminds me of my days at OCD. It reminds me of when I wouldn't let Claire sit with Layne. Those are the days that I am definitely not proud of, nor will I ever be. The fact that I was ever as cold as the people who are keeping Josh from our table truly makes me sick to my stomach.
Dinner went by without any bumps in the road and soon the girls and I were able to get back to our room and get some much needed sleep.
"Who's been waiting for a while
And talking on the phone
Got invited to a party and thought he couldn't goBut he's here right now
Standing in my house
And someone turns the music loudSo we dance
And we laugh
And we touch (touch touch)"
Today, Roxie's song of choice was "Touch" by Natasha Bedingfield. By the time I got up and out of bedi could see that the other girl's were already up and preparing for the day. In about an hour I was ready to go down and eat breakfast. Once we were in the cafeteria, we began to talk about the back to school party once again.
Well this was more of a filler chapter. I'm trying to get back into the swing of writing this story and I'm trying to regain a feel for the characters. Nevertheless, I hope you enjoyed.
