THE BLOCK ESTATE
MASSIE'S BEDROOM
5:00 PM
"Haha!" Massie smirked.
"That sure showed her!" Alicia sat on Massie's bed, after school, filing her nails.
"She'll never mess with US again!" Kristen declared.
Dylan cackled and stuffed a handful of soy chips in her mouth.
"Do you think she finally learned her lesson?" she asked.
"Of course! Did you see her mascara? It was totally runny. Only REAL tears can do THAT!" Massie nodded assuredly, "No matter HOW cheap her mascara is!"
Kristen sniggered with delight.
It was quiet for a few seconds, and then Dylan spoke, "What if she finds out we were lying?"
Her question was an instant downer.
All the girls let their eyes drift to the floor and started picking at the seams on their clothes.
Except for Massie. She was never one to just lay down and take abuse, she stepped all over it.
"She won't!" Massie cried.
"Listen, what I want, I get! And I want her off of my turf and I WANT HER MISERABLE!" Massie shouted.
All the girls were frozen with shock. They had never known that Massie had such a temper. She normally kept her cool, even in the hottest situations.
"Wow Mass, that's, um…uhh….cool? Kristen tried.
Massie nodded.
"So… you have ANOTHER plan?"
She nodded again.
Alicia threw her nail file down, "Ugh! Do I have to do MORE slapping? I'm tiiiired!" she whined.
"Well, hmm Alicia let's see.. maybe you would like to REST with another clique, hm? That sound good to you?
Alicia huffed and rolled her eyes.
"That's what I thought. Now, shall we get back to business?" Massie folded her arms.
"Sure, whatevs." Alicia shrugged.
"Okay, let's do this. But first thing is first." Massie peered out the window down at Iasac who was cleaning the Range Rover.
"I Need a grande not-fat half-caff Caramel Macchiato with extra shots, light on the whipped cream."
" Decaff non fat tall vanilla latte with no whipped cream for me." Alicia raised a perfectly moisturized hand in the air, as Massie jotted down orders on her iPhone.
"Next?" she asked.
"Ooh, Hazelnut Cream with Gingerbread Spice, pretty please!" Kristen bobbed up and down in her mini soccer shorts.
"Got it." Massie tapped the keypad.
"Grande double chocolate with chocolate chips and extra chocolate syrup for me!" Dylan squealed.
"Kay.' Massie said.
"Claire? Your usual hot cocoa?" Massie asked.
But then she remembered Claire wasn't there.
"Um… never mind." Massie fiddled with her pearl necklace and looked down, quickly texting the orders to Isaac.
It was silent.
"So…" Kristen tried to start a conversation.
"Massie, Isaac is ready to drive you guys to Starbucks!" Kendra's smooth, calm voice came rolling out of the small, white intercom by Massie's bedside.
" Coming." She called.
"Let's go girls." She quickly slipped her heels back on, grabbed her bag, and shut off her bedroom light, the Pretty Committee following in silence.
"Welcome to Starbucks! How may I help you?" the pretty blonde collage girl behind the counter asked.
As soon as they entered the tiny coffee shop, they were engulfed by the smell of bitter coffee beans and sweet chocolate.
Massie rested her elbows on the counter that was stocked full of carefully stacked mints and gum. She placed her orders, as the other girls sank down on purple velvet love seats and cushy armchairs in the corner of the shop. Except for Kristen, who wandered over and looked at the towers of hand painted coffee cups and boxes of peppermints for sale.
Massie slapped down her card and waited for the girl to scan it, while she placed Starbucks gift cards in a perfect pyramid by the side of the register.
Dylan pressed her nose against the display case that was covering the rows of pastries and treats, her breath fogging up the glass.
"Thank you girls, have a good day!"
"Thanks." Massie slipped her card back into her Louis Vuitton wallet.
Massie took a seat next to her girls in the seat by the window.
"Okay, while we wait, let's talk about the next phase in our game plan." Massie instructed.
She thought she saw them roll their eyes, but decided she must just be tired.
"Okay, this is what we are going to do…"
Massie assumed the gossip position.
"Okay. First, we go up to Layne, and we-"
"Layne??" Alicia screeched.
That salvation army loving, oatmeal faced, frizzy haired, LBR? THAT Layne?"
"Yeah, seriously! Don't you mean LAYME?" Kristen twisted a lock of blonde hair, and took a dainty sip of her latte.
"HEY! Let me finish! Gawd!" Massie patted her Rootbeer Foat flavored Glossip Girl wand on her lips, and rolled her eyes.
The girls shrunk back.
"Sorry." The girls distracted themselves.
Dylan picked at her cuticles. Kristen nibbled on a piece of biscotti, and Alicia peeled apart her split ends.
"Now listen! We go up to Layne, and we tell her that Claire was making out with Eli!!!"
"Wait, are they back together??" Alicia looked up.
"Yeah, apparently, Layne was running out of black glitter eyeliner, and florescent blue nail polish. She needed to be able to borrow some from someone again." Massie joked.
The girls laughed, until Massie snapped her fingers for attention.
"Anyway, then, when Layne gets mad at Claire, she will be NOTHING!"
"But what if she goes crying back to Derrington, and is pathetic enough to forgive him?? I mean, it sounds like something she would do. Remember that pathetic love poem she wrote to Cam?" Kristen pointed out.
"Gawd. Buzz kill much??" Massie rolled her amber eyes.
Kristen awkwardly took a long sip of her steaming coffee.
"Okay, despite what you might think Kristen, I have a plan for that scenario too." Massie gave her a snooty look.
"So, if that should happen, this is what we do. We use our secret weapon. Alicia."
"Ugh. Does this mean I have to slap him again??" Alicia groaned.
"No. You are going to kiss him."
"What?? Why?"
"Because, then he won't be able to resist you, and he will fall all over you, completely forgetting about Claire."
"Oh, I get it. But Mass, no offense, but I really don't wanna go out with Derrington."
"I know. You can just avoid him if you want to. But make sure he likes you."
"Okay." She sighed.
"Good." Massie drained the last of her coffee.
"Now let's do this."