I think that I have truly outdone myself with this chapter...just kidding! I didn't even write it yet. I'll write something else when I'm done. (;

The Stone Esate

Sunday, September 15th

7:38 AM

Spencer had been interrupted by a text at around seven in the morning, waking her up.

JAMIE: OMG! JASE'S NEW GF IS COMING 2 BRUNCH. R U + L GOING 2 B THERE?

SPENCER: DEFF. WE'LL B ARRIVING FASHIONABLY L8. N E DEETS ON HER?

JEN: NONE AT ALL. WE DON'T EVEN KNOW IF SHE GOES 2 OUR SCHOOL OR EVEN HER NAME!

JAMIE: STILL CAN'T COMPETE WITH U. EVERYBODY FROM OUR PARENTS TO GRANDPARENTS HAVE ALWAYS LUVD U SO MUCH. UR LIKE THE XTRA THAT THEY NEVER HAD.

SPENCER: OR NEEDED! LOL. C U L8R.

Spencer jumped up into her bed and pounded her sister's bed next to her.

"What?" Lexxy groaned lazily as she covered her head with her favorite goose-feathered pillow.

"Get up, lazy head! We have got a lot of work to do," Spencer said, throwing five colorfully patterened pillows at her sister until she finally sat up. Lexxy had raccoon eyes from staying up late and video-chatting without taking off her makeup. Spencer began to laugh.

As Lexxy stretched, she began to notice this. "What?!" she demanded, stopping in the middle of stretching out her arms. She searched the nightstand for a mirror. "AHHH!" she screamed before standing up in her old nightshirt and running into the bathroom, causing Spencer to laugh even harder.

"What's going on?" asked their brother Josh, walking into the room uninvited. He was wearing nothing but a pair of boxers and a white T-shirt

"Go away, Josh," Spencer said as she threw the pillow at him. "Girls only in the morning."

"Fine, fine. Keep it down, though," Josh said, walking away as he rubbed his eyes.

The Mercedes

Sunday, September 15th

11:37 AM

Massie was so nervous as her father drove on the road. She wondered if her pink dahlia print Behnaz Sarfpour puff-sleeved dress didn't make her look like a granny. She hoped that she wouldn't trip while wearing her two-inch Gucci slides. Until she remembed. She was Massie Block. She ruled BOCD. She could handle a little brunch with her...boyfriend?

She looked over her parents outfits and rated them. Her mother's champagne-colored Donna Karen cross-banded taffeta skirt and plain black 3/4 sleeve James Perse top made her a 9.5. Her father's neat Brooks Brothers pants and pink shirt allowed him to be a 9.5, as well. She rated herself a 9.7, deciding that she needed more gloss.

As she glossed, her father pulled up into the crunchy silver-rock covered driveway of Harris Manor. There were many cars parked there. The valet took the car once the Block family got out of the car. They rang the doorbell and Jase opened the door.

"Massie!" he called out, delighted. "Just wait one second." He ran into the house and came back with his parents. They stood in the foyer.

"Hello," called a man. "I'm Jason Harris, Jason's father. This is my wife, Cici. I'm so delighted that you could make it."

"Thank you for inviting us," said Kendra. "This is my daughter, Massie and my husband, William. I'm Kendra."

"Oh, Jase has not stopped talking of your daughter," smiled Cici. "We have two daughters ourselves." She called up the stairs. "Jenna! Jameson! Come down, people are coming."

Massie was shocked at who had walked down the stairs. It was Jamie and Jen Harris!

"Hello," the twins said, looking quite glum. Jamie was wearing a tie-dyed Milly skirt with a silky lace-trimmed camisole. Jen was wearing the same pattern as a dress with a slit V-neck.

"Come in, come in!" Jason said, leading Massie's parents away.

Massie, Jase, and Jamie and Jen stood there silently until Jase spoke. "This is so boring. Do you want to go to the backyard or something?"

"Sure," Massie. Leaving Jamie and Jen behind, Jase brought her through a series of rooms filled with people until they got outside to the backyard. Once they were there, Jase brought her through a wrought-iron gate with hedges so you couldn't see over. They went inside and it was sort of like a Secret Garden.

"Wow," Massie breathed. It was beautiful. She walked over to a marble bench and sat down, legs squeezed tight and together. "This is amazing. Everything - it's just so beautiful."

"You are, too," Jase said. He sat down next to her. Massie looked at him and smiled. Her eyes were sparkling. He leaned in for a kiss and their lips touched. Massie felt fireworks and sparklers and who knows what else. Until he pulled away suddenly. Massie's eyes flew open and Jase looked somewhat...uncomfortable. "Spencer? What are you doing here."

"Everybody's looking for you two," Spencer said. "Come on, let's go!" He stood up and briskly opened the gate and walked far ahead of Massie and Spencer. She could have cried at the PDU - public display of un-affection.

Massie barely spoke a word for the rest of the brunch. She didn't even bother responding to Spencer's comment of Massie's manicure. Of course, she sounded cheery at all times for Jase's parents, just in case they had any sort of a chance at all. When it was finally 2 o'clock, she had officially endured the Harris Brunch. What a success.