I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in a while. I have had sooo much homework and I just finished preforming in my dance studios Nutcracker so hopefully I'll be able to update a lot more in the next few weeks! Prom Is definitely going to be in the next chapter so My story will probably be finished in a couple of chapters. Maybe 2 or 32 if I'm lucky.
Here yah go!
PS: I had to change the rating to T because there is some language in this chapter and the coming ones. They are in High school after all.
PPS: The link for Massies dress in on my profile. Sorry but Claires isn't up there cause I forgot what website I got it off of!
Peace Out
-Clhoepa
OCD
FRONT DOORS
Monday, June
8:15am
"Leesh this is it. Today, or technically the day after tomorrow,I will win Prom Queen." Massie and Alicia where standing outside behind the school on Monday morning nearly half-an-hour after school started. It was boiling hot and Massie was sweating in her Miss Sixty skinny jeans.
"Massie we're going to be late. I have to do the announcements. Why are we out here so late anyways?" Alicia whined as she nervously checked her watch.
Massie rolled her eyes "Because we had to wait for all the druggies to leave. They take forever, now shut up, I have to rate you."
Alicia sighed, "Didn't we stop rating each other in like the 9th grade?"
"This is important. Come awn."
"Fine." Alicia stepped forward and put her hands on her hips.
"Alicia is looking hawt in a red ruffle sheer blouse blouse. I love the Indigo Denim Mini. Ah-dorable! And are those the red pumps I saw in....."
"Massie shut up and rate me already."
"Alicia, are you a female dog?"
"No."
"Then why are you such a bitch? Oh, and just for that, you're only getting a 7.8"
"Watevs. Kay so you're wearing a pair of skinny jeans, who knows why it's like 50 degrees out here, and a gold metallic waistcoat over a white tank top. You are a 9.7!"
"Good now come awn we're going to be late." Massie swiveled on her gold Chanel Pumps and opened the door. 5-4-3-2-1. Everyone should be staring at her in awe, right? But they weren't. Why NAWT? She look hawt, and Claire was probably off in a corner in some ugly Juicy tracksuit crying. Why weren't they looking at her?
OCD
CAFETIRIA
Monday, June
12:30pm
Massie smacked her head on the cafeteria table. How could she have been so stupid? How could she have forgotten about Josh. Everyone knew he had been crushing on Claire forever, How had she been so stupid. She banged her head on the table and just sat there with her forehead on the dirty cafeteria table. Life sucks she though miserably.
"So Mass did you hear about......." Alicia placed her tray down onto the table gingerly as she saw Massie stop banging her head on the table and looking at Alicia with a scowl on her face, "OK I'm going to take that as a yes."
"What do you think?" Massie stabbed her Ceaser Salad with her plastic fork with so much force that it made the plate slide onto Massies lap spilling salad allover Massie jeans. Gawd dammit.
Alicia just shrugged and started flipping through her text messages on her pink Blackberry Pearl. She had wanted and iPhone but Massie had gotten on and she didn't want to be a copycat.
"How many people could have texted you in two periods? Oh wait, they're all probably from Crissy Wissy." Massie snickered into her palm.
"At least I have a boyfriend and one that actually likes me. Cam doesn't count."
Massie growled. "Take that back Riviera. Or else."
Alicia just shrugged and picked up her tray of un-eaten food. "I'm going to hang with Olivia, kay?" Not waiting for a response, she walked away.
Massie watched her flounce out of the cafeteria, and waited till no one was watching her (not that they ever did) and began smacking her head against the table.
"Fuck." Smack "Ow, fuck." Smack "Ow, Fuck." This is nawt working she thought. I don't feel better. My head just hurts. She pulled her Iphone out of her gold Miu Miu and pressed one.
"Isaac? Can you come and get me... Yes I know it's the middle of school but... I need to get a dress for Prom. It's the day after... I've been busy lately. I know I left it late but... Oh come on Isaac. My average is a B- that's good comapred to....5 minutes great." She flipped it shut and threw it back into her bag. She picked her tray up and threw her un-eaten salad out. She stalked out of the cafeteria, making a mental note to but a new pair of pants at the mall as everyone laughed at her.
OCD
CAFETERIA
Monday, June
12:30pm
Claire laughed along with the rest of the school as she watched Massie stalk out of the cafeteria with a huge white stain on her lap and a croƻton hanging off her jeans. It was always a good day when something happened to Massie. Girls and guys had been stopping at her table non-stop to tell her or other members of her table that they had voted for him or her form Prom Queen, Priness, Prince and King. Life was good.
She looked around her table and smiled. Everything was perfect! Well except for the morose-looking-two-colored-eyes-freak at the other end. He was staring off into space trying to look mysterious, but Claire knew it was all a hoax. Cam was as stupid as as Homer Simpson. He had barely thought about anything in his life except girls and music but even then that was pushing it. He caught her looking at him and he smiled at her. Hah, he thinks I'm regretting what I said yesterday but I am so not.
Claire: Kristen Its time
Kristen:righteo
Kristen untangled her legs from Derricks (they were playing footsie) and stood up. "EVERYONE SHUT UP!" The whole cafeteria turned to stare at her. " I think that got their attention. Claire?"
Claire got up and stood with her hands on her her hips. "Guys I think we have a problem?" She turned to Cam with a fierce expression on her face. The cafeteria was silent as they watched on. "Why would Cam be sitting at our table Kristen?"
"You over there." Kristen pointed at some B-lister with braids sitting in a couple tables over. Claire quickly nick-named her Heidi. "Why would Cam be sitting with us?"
'Heidi' tried to get up but nearly fell over as she tried to get out of the bench that was attached to the table so she chose to sit instead. "Because, she's dating him right?" 'Heidi' looked around for support from her friends sitting with her. They all nodded and she smiled.
"Um, NO. Cam you're not aloud to sit at our table. Seen as you're not my boyfriend anymore," The Cafeteria gasped. "Yes thats right. He's not my boyfriend. Over the weekend I went to see Dark Knight with my friends. Cam didn't join us. As Kristen and I waited for popcorn, who did we see come into the lobby of the theater? None other then Cam and Massie. Yeah that's right Massie. So I broke up with him. And got together with Josh."
The cafeteria was filled with whispering.
Kristen realized what everyone was whispering. "No she's nawt a slut. She was already going to Prom with Josh. Cam hadn't asked her. What would you do?" She looked around the room and saw all the girls nodding their heads in agreement. "I rest my case."
"So leave the table and never talk to us again. You are officially and LUL Cameron Fischer." Claire spat the word LUL out.
"What ever. You were a whiny baby any ways. Massie is way hotter then you anyways." He tried to get up off the bench and got tangled up. He fell flat on his face. The whole Cafeteria burst out laughing as he turned bright red. He attempted to run out of the Cafeteria but was stoped by Alicia and Olivia at the door.
"Now that your an LUL, You are officially off the ballot for Prom King. Griffin Hastings seen as you had the next amount of votes, you are know in the running. Voting officially begins now. Each class will be called down over the next 3 periods to the gym to vote. I heart you all." Alicia turned with Olivia and walked back over to their table. Cam sprinted out of the Cafetiria faster then lightening.
Claire smiled, but then caught herself. It was Alicia after all. Why would she smile at her? She was friends with Massie.
"Kristen come on. We have to get to class. You know how bitchy Mrs. Dovey can be when your late. Claire grabbed her tray and walked over to the garbage can. She started to run and catch up with Kristen, but someone tugged on the hood of her sweater dragging her back
"What the... Oh it's you." Claire said happily as she saw Josh and his chocolate brown eyes staring at her.
"Claire can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Well I'm going to be late but sure, I'll probably get detention but whatever. Sure, go ahead."
"Well, you know how Cam was going to be Prom King since he was dating you and Derrick was going to be Prom Prince cause.....well cause he's Derrick. Does that mean that I'm going to win Prom King? Because shouldn't I win Prom Prince cause I'm a noob at this kind of thing and then Derrick would win, but he's dating Kristen so that wouldn't work." He looked so confused that Claire just had to laugh.
"Well I certainly hope you win. Derrick can't dance so that would suck a little bit. You can dance right?" Claire looked at him questioningly.
"I think I can anyways. Didn't we learn in grade 8 gym how to do the waltz and stuff?" Bbbrrriinnngg. The bell rang and the crowd in the cafeteria slowly started to disappear. "Well I have to get going. I have math with Marin next and he will shoot me if I'm late one more time. Later." He gave her a quick peck on the cheek as he sprinted out of the cafeteria. Claire smiled and touched her cheek.
WESTCHESTER MALL
BCBG MAXARIZIA
Monday, June
1:30pm
Massie stalked through the mall until she got to the store she was looking for. It was the only one that housed any dresses worthy of Massie. She had heard that Claire had gotten her dress at Dillards, and everyone knew that if you got your dress at Dillards...well...you get the point.
She got into the store and immediately calmed down. She loved this store. With it's calming lights and nice music it made her relax. She had tried working here a couple summers ago but she had gotten fired . Turns out you're nawt aloud to say that someone looks fat in a dress. Who knew?
"Massie oh darling how nice of you to drop by. I was just about to head over to Starbucks. Would you join me?"
Pierre was Massie's favorite employee at BCBG. He knew absolutely everything about fashion. His flamboyant style was extra flamboyant today with his white skinny jeans and his pink v-neck t-shirt and pick scarf tied expertly around his neck. "As you know Pierre, Prom is just around the corner and I have been so busy with the Alpha problem. Show me what you think I would suit. Remember nawt to get a dress some other LBR at OCD has gotten kay?"
"Of course sweetie." He bustled off to the back room and Massie sat down on one of the jade button down chairs by the dressing room. She pulled out her iPhone because she knew that Pierre could take a long time finding just the right dresses.
Superstar
Where you from, how's it going?
I know you
Got a clue, what you doing?
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Womanizer, woman-womanizer
You're a womanizer
Oh, womanizer, oh
You're a womanizer, baby
You, you, you are
You, you, you are
Womanizer, womanizer
Womanizer
You can play brand new to
All the other chicks out here
But I know what you are
What you are, baby
Look at you
Gettin' more than just a re-up
Baby you
Got all the puppets with their strings up
Fakin' like a good one
But I call 'em like I see 'em
I know what you are
What you are, baby
Womanizer, woman-womanizer
You're a womanizer
Oh, womanizer, oh
You're a womanizer, baby
You, you, you are
You, you, you are
Womanizer, womanizer
Womanizer
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
You got me going
You're oh so charming
But I can't do it
You womanizer
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
Boy don't try to front, uh, I
Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah
You say I'm crazy
I got you crazy
You're nothing but a
Womanizer
Daddy-O
You got the swagger of a champion
Too bad for you
You just can't find the right companion
"Massie"
I guess when you have one too many
Makes it hard, it could be easy
Who you are
That's just who you are, baby
"Massie"
Lollipop
Must mistake me, you're the sucker
To think that I
Would be a victim, not another
"MASSIE!"
Say it, play it, how you wanna?
Massie looked up and saw Pierre standing in front of her with a couple of dresses on his arm and his other hand on his hip.
"My bad." She pressed pause and put her iPhone back into her bag. She grabbed a couple of the dresses and waltzed into the spacious dressing room. She pulled on the first dress in the pile, it was a long dress that was styled with pleated chiffon, peacock green print with embellished criss cross straps and waistband. She didn't even bother stepping out of the dressing room. She hated it. Who wants to go to Prom and have everyone think that her dress was staring at them. Creepy. She ripped it off and pulled the next one on. It was a deep plum purple halter gown so she had to tie it up at the back. She gasped when she twirled around in the long thin mirror. She looked h-mazing. Purple really was her best color.
"Pierre this dress is ah-mazing!" Massie squealed as she stepped out of the dressing room.
Pierre gasped and began clapping. "Darling I always knew purple was your color. Would you like me to charge it on your Visa or Master card?"
"I'm in a Visa mod today. I'll meet you at the counter kay? I just have to take a picture. Oh those LBR's will be soooo jealous when they see this dress. I am so going to win." She quickly snapped a picture and then went and uploaded it onto her Facebook, Myspace and Blog so that it was her Profile Picture on all of them.
Massie then scrolled through her contacts and quickly sent the picture to Alicia. Then she sent a text message to someone she hadn't sent one to in a couple of years. It read
Massie: Claire Lyons you are so going down.
She attached a picture of her in her buh-yootiful dress.
Claire: Bring it on bitch.
