WESTCHESTER ACADEMY: ALGEBRA
9:47 AM
MONDAY
Claire Lyons tried her best to listen as Mrs. Petrakis rummaged through her Prada bag, mumbling about not finding something in time before class started. The bell hadn't even rung yet for passing period, but Claire had still darted to her classroom and sat in her seat, not wanting to face anyone.
She had avoided the rest of the PC, because although they had a plan to destroy Alicia, she couldn't help but feel shamed. She had let Cam, the only boy she ever felt serious about, slip from her fingers. Now he had kissed Alicia and would probably be hanging out with her for now on.
The Passing Period bell rang and she could hear heels, platforms, and sneakers slapping against the marble floor from the hallway.
About a second into the bell, the PC filed into the classroom, all in sequence with a song in their heads. They looked like the girls from MEAN GIRLS, but even better and meaner too. Massie Block slid into a seat next to Claire while Dylan and Kristen slid into seats next to her.
As the rest of the classroom, began to claim their seats, Massie pulled out her iPhone 5 and shook it gently towards the other girls. That was always the cue for, "Lets Text.'
Claire pulled out her upgraded, 'Dial L for Loser' iPhone 4, and readied herself for the long conversation that would take place during Ms. Pektrakis's lecture.
MASSIE: EVERYONE KNOWS THE PLAN RITE?
DYLAN: I KNOW IT BETTER THAN POPCORN NOW.
KRISTEN: I KNOW IT BETTER THAN SOCCER.
CLAIRE: YEA.
Massie nudged Claire in the ribs, obviously wanting a better response.
Claire nodded reassuringly.
MASSIE: SO WEN ALICIA WALKS IN, WHAT DO WE DO?
DYLAN: I WILL PRETEND LIKE I'M CHOKING ON TAKIS.
Kristen giggled.
KRISTEN: THEN MS. PETRAKIS WILL ESCORT DYLAN TO THE NURSE
MASSIE: & THEN WHAT?
The whole PC turned to look at Claire, who shrunk in her seat. Their plan was even worse than cruel. It was downright mean and she couldn't wish it on anyone. Not even man -stealing Alicia. However, she knew Massie had put her heart and soul into this and she couldn't turn away now.
CLAIRE: WE DO THE TURKEY SPECIAL.
Just then, Alicia Rivera and her cousin, Nina, sauntered into the room. They took a seat in the back of the classroom and Claire sucked in a breath. It was showtime and all the girls were smiling mischievously. Claire couldn't help but envy Alicia's ensemble. A camel - colored tank top matched with a Forever 21 cardigan. True Religion khakis skinny jeans with fringed heels. Nina wore a similar outfit except fringed cowboy boots of course.
Massie coughed into her manicured hands. That was the cue.
Dylan suddenly began to cough violently, falling face down on to the floor. Her body rolled from wall to wall around the room as she began to clutch her throat, "choking." Ms. Pektrakis rushed to her, pulling her to her feet and shaking her rapidly. "Dylan, what did you swallow?"
Everyone stared on in horror while the PC tried to choke on their laughs. Dylan painfully pointed to a Fuego Takis bag nudged between her Gucci clutch and Algebra textbook. She then began to claw at her throat as if she couldn't breathe. She could win an Oscar.
"Oh no," Ms. Petrakis gasped. "We have to get you to a Nurse!" She then fearfully looked around the classroom. "Children, stay here!"
With that, she and Dylan rushed out of the room and down the hall.
Claire bit down on a cuticle. Alicia was in for it now.
Massie, with a wink to the class, hopped on to the teacher's desk, pushing off all loose papers and books. She then stood up and smiled. "Now that thats over with, I have a message!" She said, her voice loud and confident. "I have a message that has something to do with-" She pointed to Alicia in the back row, who quickly looked down. "Alicia Rivera."
"She's a fake," Massie continued. "we all know that, but theres something else we don't know." With a grin, the Alpha jumped off the desk and twirled her way gracefully to Alicia. "She's not only as fake as those knockoff Prada heels that Kori is wearing-' Kori gasped. "but she's also a man stealer, more horrible than Angelina Jolie!"
Everyone gasped, all turning to look at the horror - stricken Alicia.
Massie nodded her head towards Kristen who stood up and came to join her. "Alicia has been messing around with Cam Fisher, Claire's boyfriend."
Even more gasps and Claire did her best to avoid the brown eyes that were now questioning her soul from the back of the room.
"She's a man stealer!" Massie repeated and then her eyes focused on Claire. It was now her part of the plan and she wasn't sure if she could do it. Could she really hurt Alicia? Someone she used to think was her friend? But then again, she did kiss Cam.
So, with new determination, Claire got out of her seat and walked over to Alicia's desk. She then pulled out a small ziploc bag of chopped up turkey pieces. There was millions of it inside, enough to ruin a whole outfit.
Massie and Kristen were by her side, their hands on their hips.
"Alicia, I forgot to say happy thanksgiving." Massie grinned ruefully. "So, lets start off with the turkey!" - and then Claire, regretfully, thrust the turkey pieces on to Alicia, watching as the cooking oil and meat smeared against her designer clothes. Alicia gasped in horror and so did Nina. She then stumbled out of her seat and moved her way to the door.
"Don't forget the peppers!" Kristen hollered and threw a bowlful of pepper on to Alicia's head.
Alicia squealed and grabbed hold of the door knob, but the pepper had blinded her and she came slamming into a desk.
"What about the butter?" Massie shouted and dumped melted butter on to Alicia's fringed heels, causing her to fall right on her butt. She was close to tears now as the girls closed in on her, the whole classroom on their feet.
Massie then bent down to look her in the face with an evil smile. "Happy Thanksgiving, LBR!"
