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Block Estate

Massie's Room

Friday. April 25

3:37 PM

"I've always wondered what you girls did at sleepovers." Cam said, hopping on Massie's bed.

"Off my bed, Fisher." Massie said, smacking his arm.

"Ouch!"

"Aren't we missing someone?" Dylan asked, looking around.

"Plovert and Claire. They went out for ice cream, remember?" Massie said.

"Oh, yeah...well since their gone, what do we do now? 'Cause their like the 'plan generators.'" Dylan asked.

"We do what we normally do," Massie said. "We gossip. Form a circle on the floor."

"So Cam, why did you go out with Olivia?" Alicia asked, while sitting down.

"Um-"

"Were you jealous?"

"No."

"Tell us the truth..." Massie said.

"...Fine. I was jealous."

"Do you still like Claire?" Dylan asked.

"No."

"Do you like someone else?"

"What is this, Twenty-Questions?" Cam exploded.

"Sor-ry, just wanted to get the facts." Alicia said. "Moving on...Massie, what's up with you and Derrick?"

"Yeah, it was 'I hate you' in the beginning of the year and now since we've started sitting at the same cafeteria table it's 'We're friends now!'" Kemp said in a childish voice.

"There was no 'Let's talk.' It went from, 'I hate you' to 'I like you' in a day's time." Alicia added.

"I guess we didn't talk about it and just decided to be friends." Derrick said looking at Massie.

"I guess..." Massie said.

"Whatever. And Dylan, Kemp and, Plovert?" Alicia asked. "What happened between you guys?"

"We talked. We listened. We became friends." Dylan said.

"That simple?" Massie asked.

"That simple." Kemp replied.

"Okay, so now that we know what the couples became of-" Alicia started.

"Wait a minute." Massie said holding her palm up. "What's with you two?" Massie said pointing to Josh and Alicia. "You were going out in the beginning of the year and now you're...not."

"Well-" Josh said.

"Too much in common, so you had nothing new to talk about?" Cam asked.

"Yeah." Alicia said, ending the conversation.

There was an awkward silence.

"Please enter gay baby named Josh to the world" Dylan joked.

"Why does everyone think I'm gay? 'Cause I'm not." Josh whined.

"We don't think you're gay. It's just a joke 'cause of the way you dress with the Ralph Lauren and your love of gossip...'cause that's a little...for a guy. I can't find the word I'm looking for." Massie said.

"Surprising?"

"Out there?"

"Queer?"

The Group laughed.

"I hate you guys."

"We love you too- Oh! Our little masterminds are back." Alicia said looking towards the door.

"Missed us?" Plovert asked, licking a Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream cone.

"You know I love Mint Chocolate Chip, why didn't you get me one?" Dylan complained.

"You should have asked before." They both sat down. "Now, let's get started."

Block Estate

Massie's Room

Friday, April 35

4:45 PM

"...Maybe you could get Alicia to 'apologize' to Kristen saying she hates us and then she would join The Followers, to get all the details about them." Derrick suggested.

"I would never do a plan like that." Alicia insisted.

"It's impossible."

"Like Alicia running."

"Like Dylan sticking to a diet."

"Like Derrick quitting soccer."

"Like Massie thinking she will die and actually go to heaven." Plovert added.

"What?"

"Nothing." Plovert smiled innocently.

"This is harder than I thought..." Cam said.

"Maybe instead of devising another whole plan, we should just quicken the duration of the 'Kill a bitch: Get your own damn table!' plan." Kemp said.

"How?"

"Maybe..." Claire started. "We could get some of Layne's new friends, you know those NLBRs; Great White, Braille Bait, and Monkey Paws," Claire giggled. "to sit at Kristen's table, and then The Followers will be forced to sit at our 'primary secondary' table."

"...And we could say 'We were about to sit there, you stole our table!' Then just sit down at the 'primary' table, and verbally insult them from afar." Plovert said.

"Simple. Yet effective." Massie said. "I like it."

"I never thought I would say this," Alicia said. "but we need to contact Layne."

"I'm on it." Claire said, cell phone by her ear.

"Put it on speaker." Massie mouthed.

Claire nodded. "Hey! You're on speaker."

"Hey." Layne said.

"We need your help."

"What?"

"We need some of your friends to sit at the table where Kristen and her clique eat lunch."

"Sure, I'm practically dying in math class." Layne said. "Now all Strawberry and Kori talk about is 'Kristen the Great'. Me, Meena, Heather, Dana, Jenna..."

"Dana and Jenna?" Massie mouthed to Claire.

"Monkey Paws, and Great White." Claire mouthed back.

Massie stifled a giggle.

"...and Dempsey could all sit at Kristen's table 'cause we all hate them. Were doing this on Monday, right?"

"Yep."

"Cool. See you later."

"'Kay, bye." Claire hung up. "What ever happened to you and Dempsey?" She asked.

"We still talk sometimes, but were not even close to going out."

Claire shrugged her shoulders. "Whatever."

"Well now since we figured out a plan. What do we do now?"

"Solve all our unanswered questions. Plovert, any scoop of whether or not Baxter really likes Kristen?" Massie asked.

"Nope. Sorry."

"Then we'll have to go directly to the source. Derrick, do you have Baxter's number?"

"Yeah."

"Call him, put him on speaker, pretend that no one but you is in the room." Massie ordered. "We can't say a word when he's talking." Massie said to the rest of The Group. "Now call him, get him to spill about his relationship."

"Yes, Master." Derrick joked, while he found Baxter's number and pressed 'talk.'

"Yo, dude."

"What's up?" Baxter said.

"Are you trying out for soccer next year?"

"Maybe."

"Good, 'cause they're some openings...Kristen could give you some lessons."

Baxter sighed. "Maybe."

"What, you don't like her?" Derrick asked innocently.

"Before I went out with her I did. But now, she's just weird."

"Weird?"

"Ya, like all she talks about is The Group and how she wants to gain popularity on her own."

"So you two don't really talk?"

"No, we talk, but whenever she starts talking about her popularity, I just wanna say 'Shut up!'"

"So your saying you're tired of her?" Derrick asked.

"Ya, I might break up with her."

Bingo.

"Oh, well, talk to you later, man."

"Bye." Click.

"Much easier than I expected." Massie said.

"Yup...What do we do now?" Derrick asked.

"We sleepover."

"And what do you do these 'sleepovers'?" Cam asked.

"Haven't you guys slept-over at each others houses before?"

"We don't 'sleepover', we 'spend the night'" Cam replied.

"Okay...what's the difference?" Alicia asked.

"Instead of gossiping about how Sarah peed her pants when she saw Prom Night, we play video games and stuff."

Massie thought for a moment. "I have Guitar Hero III, and I'm pretty good at it."

"Let's rock." Cam replied, while Massie set it up and the others decided who would go first.