Chapter Eleven
Crossview Academy
Hallway
September 12th
7:12 AM
It was Monday morning and the hallways were scattered with uniform clad students gossiping and putting on make up before the first bell. Alicia was stationed in front of her first period AP French, feeling suffocated by her too tight black blazer.
She had spent all weekend with her girls talking about campaign ideas and Alicia was about to burst. She was tired about talking about buttons, and suits, and presidential waves, but most of all she was tired about talking about Massie.
Massie was sure to come up with a great campaign strategy and Alicia needed to beat her first and faster and better.
"Look our first customer!" Olivia hissed in Alicia's ear.
Alicia rolled her eyes at the girl's stupidity. Maybe it was wrong to ask Olivia, Kori, and Strawberry to be her campaign managers she might as well had asked Tiny Nathan and Todd. "They're are not our customer, Olivia," she snapped. "They are the people. The voters. And we need them to get them to vote for me."
"Oh," Olivia said as she nodded. "Gotcha."
"Hey, Alicia not to be spoil sports, but shouldn't we be campaigning with something edible?" Strawberry mused as she checked her reflection on the big gold and black campaign button that said VOTE 4 ALICIA R!
"Yeah, when my cousin did her talent show we totally brought sweets to all my neighbor's house." Kori chipped in. "Like a bribe."
"That may work in third grade," Alicia snapped. Everyone knew that food campaigns only worked in lame TV movies and who actually ate extra calories willingly? "Trust me this is better."
Kori pouted.
The bell rang and students swarmed into their classrooms as they passed by Kori, Strawberry, Olivia, and Alice handed out gold and black pens, and gold and black campaign buttons. Alicia had chosen the colors black and gold because they were the colors used on the best expensive and exclusive hotels.
"Alicia, do you work at Office Depot?"
Alicia froze. That voice, that annoying, horrible little voice. "No." she snapped as she faced Massie who was looking beautiful as always even in the school's dorky uniform and instead of the typical Mary Janes she was wearing black little booties. How did she always managed to look so perfect?
"Then why are you handing out pens?" she sneered.
"At least I'm giving something," she smirked nodded at Massie's empty hands. "So my public wont forget about me."
Massie snorted. "Oh, believe me, my public wont forget about me anytime soon," she snapped her fingers. "K and D!"
Kristen and Dylan appeared almost immediately carrying two trays on perfect looking, pink frosted cupcakes. The wrapper said in elegant purple script-VOTE MASSIE.
"You like?" she raised an eyebrow. "My new cook made them. I'll going to be handing them out all week."
Alicia flushed bright red with anger, but she didn't know what to say. Massie's cupcakes were adorable and cute and surely would surely win the male vote concerning the fact that they ate like monkeys.
Her fears were brought to life when Derrington swiped a pink cupcake. "Hey, Block these look pretty tasty. Did you make them?"
"Thanks, Derrick," she giggled like an innocent little flower, the little she-devil and tossed back her brown hair. Wait, was Massie actually flirting, with Derrick Harrington? She smirk nodded at Alicia and she entered the classroom, leaving Alicia feeling humiliated with her gold and black pens.
The humiliation lasted all the way until lunch, but Alicia finally snapped when Kate Little asked her. "Hey Alicia why didn't you bring cupcakes like Massie did?"
It took all of Alicia's willpower not to punch Kate in the face. "I wouldn't eat that if I were you," Alicia pursed her lips.
"Why?" Kate stared at her half eaten cupcake.
"I don't know if I should tell you," Alicia widen her brown eyes in pure innocence. "Well, Kate you should know Massie put something extra in the cupcakes."
"Extra?" Kate squeaked as she stared at the cupcake in disgust. "Like what? Onions? Fake spiders?"
Alice shrugged. "You're just going to have to find out." she went back to her salad enjoying the moment as the cafeteria was filled with rumors about Massie's cupcakes filled with coconut, brazilin nuts, and insects.
Gotcha.
Crossview Academy
Left Field
September 8th
3:02 PM
"Cam's a sicko," Layne complained as she pedaled her Bratz bike next to Claire right after school. Claire had just finished telling Layne about her rated X conversation with Cam and like Massie, Layne couldn't believe it. "But I can't say I'm too surprise."
She bit her lip. "What do you mean?"
"Well, Claire don't take this the wrong way but Cam always seemed so perfect."
"How?"
"He was nice to you and your friends, he sang you songs, he gives you candy," Layne said. "It was like you created him on Facebook or something."
"Well, we can tell he's not perfect." she said flatly.
"What did you tell him anyway?" Layne asked curiously.
Claire blushed. "I haven't actually given him my response."
Layne shook her head, but didn't say anything.
Claire's phone started ringing to Lady Gaga's "Bad Romance" how appropriate.
"Who is it?"
"It's a text," she said trembling. "From Cam."
Cam: Don't know y ur avoiding me. Is it because of what I said about taking the next step? We need 2 talk. Meet me at my house in 30 min. xox.
-End of Chapter Eleven-
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