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The Block Estate

Massie's Bedroom

Sunday, September 23rd

8:53 A.M.

Massie gripped her lunch tray with her sweaty hands and glanced around OCD's cafeteria. All the tables were filled, including the Chick Clique's table (the PC's ex-table), number eighteen, and number four (the PC's new table) where Alicia, Dylan, and Kristen now sat. Without her.

Massie looked around the lunch room desperately for someone, anyone, to sit with. Liz, Carrie, and Alexandra sat with their other LBR friends at table eight. Massie sighed. I guess they'll have to do. She thought.

She made her way over to table number eight. The only problem was that it was in between the Chick Clique's table, and the PC's new table, the two things Massie had been trying to avoid.

Suddenly, her grey leather Steve Madden platform boots caught on a banana peel lying on the floor. Massie slipped and went down hard on her bottom.

Massie looked up, her cheeks burning. The whole cafeteria was watching her. For a second, it was silent. Then, they burst into hysterical laughter. Massie could see her enemies (the Chick Clique) and her ex-friends (the PC) doubled over in laughter, and Massie felt so embarrassed.

This can't be happening! No! Noo!! NOOO!!! Massie thought she would die. Her head spun, and her vision blurred. All she could hear was the mocking laughter of the OCD's students and their humiliating chant. LBR! LBR! LBR! LBR………

Massie woke up, screaming. She let out a relieved sigh. It was just a dream. She told herself. It wasn't real. And Massie would do anything to keep it that way.

She got up slowly, her heart still thumping from the nightmare. Massie pulled on a pair of Juicy sweats and a cashmere tank top. She stumbled over to her Mac computer and turned it on. She first checked her email in case she got any from her ex-friends. There were none. Massie sighed. Alicia, Dylan, and Kristen hadn't spoken a word to her after their fight at the party. They had gotten a ride home from Alicia's driver. Massie had been stressing over it all weekend, and she could wait forever before tomorrow came.

She logged onto IM. As soon as she did, HOLAGURRL, BIGREDHEAD, and SEXYSPORTSBABE logged off. Massie felt her eyes water. She hated not being able to talk to anybody. She missed her friends.

Suddenly, she heard the familiar ba-da-bing! of her computer when she received an IM. Massie clicked on it, wondering who it could be.

SKYEHIGHDANCER: WE NEED 2 TAWK. NOW.

MASSIEKUR: SKYE?

SKYEHIGHDANCER: WHO ELSE? N E WAYS, I NEED 2 TAWK 2 U BOUT SOMETHING

MASSIEKUR: WHAT?

SKYEHIGHDANCER: IT'S ABOUT BLISS. AND HER "CHICK CLIQUE"

MASSIEKUR: UGH WHAT?

SKYEHIGHDANCER: 1ST U HAVE 2 SWEAR NOT 2 TELL N E BODY

MASSIEKUR: FINE

SKYEHIGHDANCER: U SWEAR?

MASSIEKUR: YAAA I SWEAR

SKYEHIGHDANCER: OK THAT SWEAR IS BINDING, U BREAK IT AND U BREAK THE ALPHA CODE

MASSIEKUR: WHATEVS GET 2 THE POINT ALREADY

SKYEHIGHDANCER: R U GONNA COOPERATE OR NOT?

MASSIEKUR: YA JUST TELL ME ALREADY

SKYEHIGHDANCER: OK FINE. BLISS AND THE CHICK CLIQUE R RUINING OCD

MASSIEKUR: I COULDN'T AGREE MORE

SKYEHIGHDANCER: THEY R TOTALLY TAKING OVER

MASSIEKUR: YA I KNOW I'M NOT BLIND. THEY TOOK OUR ALPHA POSITION.

SKYEHIGHDANCER: I KNOW. AND NOW THEY'RE AFTER MINE.

MASSIEKUR: ?!?!

SKYEHIGHDANCER: YA. THEY MUST BE DESTROYED

MASSIEKUR: TOTALLY

SKYEHIGHDANCER: SO R U W/ ME?

MASSIEKUR: 3 WORDS: THIS MEANS WAR.

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