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A/N: Hello dear minions *cough cough* readers. My username on fanfiction is ashleyaa123 and I would like to thank the fabulous kel and moo for letting me help them with their wonderful story. YOu guys are AMAZING! :) The three of us would appreciate it if you reviewed, and I would appreciate it if you checked out my not-that-great clique and maximum ride stories. Thank you for giving Kel and Moos great story a chance... REVIEW AND FAV! :D Here's our longest chappy (chapter) yet :P

Claire was clutching her pillow tightly to her chest, sobbing into its fluffiness. Suddenly, her door burst open.

"Hey Claire!" she heard a girly voice trill. Ugh, Massie. Claire thought. Why does she have to come rub it in my face?!

"GO AWAY!" She screeched and threw her pillow at the figure in her doorway.

"Pffff," the girl sputtered when it hit her right smack on her gorgeous face.

Claire could hear Dylan cracking up from behind the other girl. Wait, why was Dylan here, too?

"You're so lucky that you're crying right now," Alicia huffed and arranged her disheveled hair, "or you would've been so dead by now."

Claire broke down the minute the two girls pushed through the doors. Tears streamed down her face and mascara was running down her innocent cheeks.

"AWW, what's the matter hon?" Alicia asked, trying to lighten the mood.

"Mmmmaaassie..." Claire stuttered, blowing her nose into a fresh tissue.

"Massie?" Dylan said with obvious confusion.

"She HATES me." Claire replied, her words muffled by a pillow.

"No, she doesn't hate you..." Dylan claimed.

Claire sobbed harder now, knowing well that Dylan's words were dripping with uncertainty.

Dylan patted Claire's back and sat on her bed.

A moment of awkwardness passed.

Alicia cut through the silence, "Don't worry chica, we have your back. Now let's get ready for the party!"

Twenty-five minutes later, Claire Lyons was a living, breathing barbie doll. Blonde, skinny, hot, and everything a little girl wants to be.

Her spaghetti strap dress was a light shade of blue that matched the colour of her sparkling eyes. The ends just touched the floor, and it was very flowy.

Bzzzzzz...Bzzzzzzz

Alicia's iPhone rumbled in her Chanel purse. She lifted her phone to see a text from Massie:

Massie: Srry I snapped at you, got a lot on my mind, u kno?

Alicia didn't know how to reply to her best friend, so instead she fired back a question.

Alicia: Y were u so mean to Claire?

Massie: It's sort of complicated...

Alicia: I have time.

Massie: I know about

Alicia: What?

Massie: The car crash.

Alicia: So you know about the

Chills were running down Alicia's spine.

Massie knew her secret? How did that happen?

Alicia had to face the truth.

It was the only way.

She had to face the truth about Todd.

Only now did Massie understand.

The car crash...

Todd...

Alicia... the whole time it was...

Her beta?

Massie: coma

I know what u did.

The car crash...that was u.
u didn't tell me...

Alicia: I'm sorry.

Massie: Sorry doesn't make up for all that you've done. I need to get ready...this conversation is not over.

Alicia placed her phone back in her bag as a cold tear ran down her cheek. She should have told Massie that she was the villain, but she didn't. So she had to be prepared to face the wrath of her alpha.

4 months ago, Todd Lyons was severely injured in a major car accident.
Mr. Lyons was in a sleek porsche along with 3 other companions: Massie Block, Kristen Gregory, and Claire Lyons (sister.)
The youth were hit by a speeding sports car, thought to have been driven by other teenagers. The owners/owner of the sports car has never been found, for they drove off right after the incident, likely from panic.
Massie Block, Kristen Gregory, and Todd Lyons were unconscious when the 2 cars collided. However, Claire Lyons was still conscious yet claimed to not have seen the owner of the sports car.
Massie Block and Kristen Gregory recovered just hours later with a few cuts and bruises, and in Ms. Gregory's case, a broken leg. However Todd Lyons' condition was unstable and he drifted into a deep sleep.
Mr. Lyons was in a critical condition as he had a major concussion. Doctors claim Todd will have a 50% survival chance due to his major concussion and broken ribs.
As of the present day, Todd has not recovered from his severe coma

"C'mon Kris, I know we wanted to be fashionably late but I don't want to miss the party!" Massie groaned dragging her friend towards the front door.

"How do I look?" Kristen asked.

Massie gave Kristen a once-over before replying, "Girl you look faboo, Massie said in her best valley girl accent.

Kristen burst out laughing.

The athletic blonde was wearing a hot pink party dress that stopped at her knee. It was strapless and showed off her shoulders. She had no purse at all, as she wanted all focus to be on her face. Her blue eyes were heavily eyelined and some pink shadow were covering her eyelids.

Massie retrieved her iPhone from her Gucci clutch to see 6:02 screaming at her.

6:02 already?

"Come on, we still have to pick up the girls!" Massie shrieked.

Massie and Kristen walked as fast as a cheetah in heels towards the limo.

The 30 second drive to Claire's house was short, but Massie didn't know what to say when they arrived.

Should she forgive Claire?

Don't think about that Massie, she BETRAYED you. One voice in her head said to the amber-eyed beauty.

Yet another voice was screaming: she's your best friend, go on, forgive her!

Massie was torn.

She wanted to forgive Claire so badly yet she felt like Claire was a traitor, keeping a life or death secret.

In the end the alpha decided to do neither.

The limo drove down Claire's driveway as Massie sent the girls a text.

Massie: We're in front of your house Claire

Dylan: We're coming

Claire and Alicia were the only ones to not reply, yet.

Massie sort of expected that; after all, the girls should fear their alpha.

she needed a serious talk with her girls; without Issac eavesdropping of course.

Massie and Kristen exited the car, but didn't have to wait long till 3 beauties waltzed out.

Alicia was wearing a black one shouldered dress that matched her Michael Kors wristlet. It was a perfect amount of sexy mixed in with elegant. Her bright pink pumps added in extra colour, matching her lipstick. The latina's face was beautiful, barely needing any makeup at all.

Dylan was sporting a jade halter dress that was tight and flaunted her curves. Silver stilettos were on her feet, the shimmer adding a nice effect. She also carried a silver Chanel clutch, along with french nails. Her eyes were delicately outlined in black, with a touch of mascara. Bright red lipstick finished off the look.

And Claire was wearing a baby blue spaghetti strap dress. Carrying a Coach wristlet, her nails were painted a pretty teal. Disappointingly, she was wearing flats.

Claire, Dylan, and Alicia walked down the paved driveway, but Dylan was the only one who met Massie's amber eyes.

"Dylan," Massie stated, motioning for Dylan to stand next to her.

Alicia and Claire stared at their shoes meekly.

"Girls," Massie said, motioning to Alicia and Claire, " there has been conflict that I want resolved. However, now it not the time, "

Massie paused to take a breath before continuing.

"So tonight lets have fun, and forget about this mess, but we will talk tomorrow." Massie stated with a warning glare.

THe two girls nodded robotically and turned to their alpha.

Massie let out a breath she didn't know she was holding.

Thank god, she had another 12 hours to figure this mess out.

"So, how do I look?' Dylan asked.

"AMAZING!" Kristen responded.

"You look fabulous!" Alicia said.

"Great!" Massie nodded.

"You are a total 9.3" Claire said firmly.

"NAW, more like a 9.6."

"NO, a 9.5."

"Dyl, you are a perfect 10. " Massie stated.

"Thanks Mass." Dylan said, happy that her alpha approved.

But little did Dylan Marvil know that this would be her last fashion rating of her life,

And little did she know that there was a sneaky person in the background who was watching her.

Because Dylan would never suspect that tonight would be her last party ever, and the last day of her life.

A/N: END SCENE... HEHEHE. Suspenseful eh?

-Kel and Moo plus Ash