The Hilton
Suite 2408
Friday November 1
2:24 pm
Massie swept more Strawberry Banana Smoothie gloss onto her lips, the latest from Glossip Girl. It surprisingly wasn't that bad. She looked at herself in the mirror and was appalled at what she saw. Her eyes were unnaturally puffy and swollen from crying herself to sleep the last two nights. She was lucky Alicia was there, two heartbroken friends, all they had were each other. She was also lucky for Brandon and his ah-mazing cousin, for hooking them up with suites for the weekend. This was exactly what she and Alicia needed some regrouping time before going back to Westchester and facing the gossip, and their exes. Her thoughts flashed back to her brown-eyed hottie, well her former brown-eyed hottie. Tears instantly formed in her eyes. It'd almost been a year, a year of on-again off-again heartbreak, but he was worth it. She tilted her head up to the ceiling to prevent herself from crying. She took a deep breath then said to herself, "Come AWN Massie, you can do this. No more crying. It could be worse, you could be Alicia. Just stop crying, just for one day. NO MORE CRYING!" She looked back at the mirror then ran back inside the room, Alicia could wait. For now, there was a pillow with her name, and her tears, on it.
"Thanks Jaques!" Alicia exclaimed as she dismissed the bellboy who'd brought up her lunch. One look at it and her stomach began to churn. She hadn't been able to eat much since Josh. She unleashed her chestnut hair and let it tumble down her back. It was limp and lifeless, exactly how she felt. No matter how smiley she was when talking to someone she knew how she really felt. She felt like dying, well not exactly, but close enough. She turned and looked at her phone as it vibrated. Josh's name lit up the screen again. The constant phone calls and text messages and voicemails were killing her! Couldn't she be miserable in peace? She broke down and started crying again. She knew she had to stop but she couldn't. She looked at the door adjoining her and Massie's rooms. She knew Massie heard, just as she did, the sounds of crying before they went to sleep. Yet it was somewhat comforting. Knowing your best friend was just as sad, just as slowly dying on the inside as you are. She knew it was coming, but this time she didn't fight it. Another flashback. Her putting Josh's hands on her body, him saying those dreadful words, staring at eyes with pain so familiar it could've been your own. She opened her eyes and gasped as if water was splashed on her face. This was going to be a long day. T minus eight hours until the rest of the pretty committee arrived.
They looked like models, but felt like… well… they felt really bad. True emotions were hidden behind trench coats and big shades. The two brunettes made their way down Times Square as people watched. They could've been twins. Shades over their eyes, perfectly glossed lips, perfectly tousled hair, trench coats, legging, and heels, they donned as they strutted down Manhattan.
"Massie! Alicia! Slow down!" A voice called from behind them. The two turned around to address who ever called to them.
"Sorry, Brandon's going out with his cousin and I didn't want to stay at the hotel alone, so is it okay if I tag along with you two?" Heather, Brandon's girlfriend, asked her big eyes sad with worry.
"Actually –" Alicia began.
"I have my parents' credit card. I am all for Bergdorf's! I'll even treat you two to something." She said, a pleading look coming to her face.
"Well…" Massie began, her voice rusty from crying.
"Look, I know what you guys are going through. I was heartbroken when I first met Brandon. Good natured girl time did me well. I know you don't know me, but I'm here aren't I. You might need someone other than each other." She said staring straight through their shades and into their souls.
"Okay." Alicia muttered, staring at her nails.
"Yeah, you can tag along. But we ARE taking you up on that buy us something deal." Massie said. A soft smile came to Heather's head, as an idea popped into her head.
"I know exactly what to buy you!" She exclaimed as she grabbed both of their hands.
"What! Where are we going?" Massie screeched at the sudden movement.
"Just trust me! This place always cheers me up!" She said, as she hailed a taxi. She smiled to herself; she couldn't wait until they saw what she had in store for them!
"Is that a purple streak?" Massie asked, noticing the color hidden under hear hair.
"Yeah, omg! You have one too!" Heather said, the two exchanging a know glance.
"What is it with that purple hair stuff?" Alicia questioned.
"NOTHING!" The two chimed at the same time.
11:24 the clock read,"Are you guys sure about this?" Kristen said nestled in Dune's arms. She was overly excited that he was back. She showered him with kisses, and never left his arms from the first time she saw him again.
"Come on! We need this chance! We screwed up big time!" Derek said as the driver opened the door for them and they all stepped into the Hilton.
"Besides, you guys have people. We need at least a chance to get our girls back. We need this!" Josh said, looking around the lobby.
"I'm calling Brandon; we need to get to our rooms." Dylan said reaching for her phone.
"Don't you mean suites?" A bubbly girl dressed in Juicy Couture sweats said from behind them.
"Hey Heather!" Cam said, to Claire's surprise, "I thought you were back in Westchester!"
"Cam, who's this?" Claire asked.
"Oh this is Brandon's girlfriend. She's a Milford girl." He said, then whispered, "Older woman," with a wink.
"Nice to meet you all! But what are you guys doing here?" She said, directed to Derek and Josh.
"I'm here to get Massie back, and he's here for Alicia." Derek said looking at the floor.
"Why would you want a girl back, when there's one standing right in front of you?" A blonde girl sauntered up to the group.
"Sorry, but this girl's different, I think I might love her." He said, looking back to the group. The PC members were burning fire through her back with their eyes. Back off witch, he's Massie's. They thought simultaneously.
"That's good, because I heard she just might take you back."
"I'm sorry who are you?" Kristen said, anger in her eyes.
"It's amazing you don't recognize me!" The blonde answered.
"Massie?" Claire asked.
"In the flesh!" The blonde squealed, taking off her shades to reveal grey eyes.
"Eh ma gawd! You look ah-mazing!" Dylan said, as the three walked over to crowd Massie.
"Thanks! Especially to Heather it was all her idea."
"Massie… I…" Derek began.
"Speechless? Good, that's what I was going for." She said aiming a cold stare at him.
"Did you mean what you said? About taking me back?"
"I don't know. But I'm not going to talk about it right now. I'm happy for the first time since the dance."
"Where's Alicia?" Josh asked, twirling his thumbs.
"What do you care for, cheater?"
"Massie, that's not fair! You don't even know the whole story!" He said, mad she was just assuming stuff.
"Well, I don't care to find out."
"Mass…"
"DON'T call me that. My friends call me that. And don't blame me because you screwed up."
"Hi guys." Alicia's sweet voice sounded as she entered the room.
"Alicia?" Josh said.
She ignored him. "How do I look?" She asked taking off her shades. The PC assessed her, where Massie had gone blonde; Alicia opted for black hair instead. And her eyes were purple.
"10!" They all exclaimed, as they rushed to hug her.
"Oh guys, btdubbs, Heather is an honorary PC member, just for the weekend." Massie said, sweeping her blonde hair behind her back. Apparently, she also got extensions. "So, let's all go to our suite! Pay-per-view and room service on me, I promise!" They all cheered.
"Why is she an honorary member?" Dylan asked, thoroughly confused.
"Well, she's older, and she helped us a lot today."
"Yeah, she totally helped us stop crying." Alicia said.
"Wait, you were crying?" Josh said. They stopped at the elevator and waited for it to come down.
"Yes, not that you care!" Alicia said, trying to control her emotions.
"Alicia, come on you know I care about you." He said, "I called you like a million times and I texted you and I left you messages on your myspace!"
"You think that matters! Cause it doesn't! If you really cared you wouldn't have cheated. At all!" Just as she said that, the elevator doors opened and the girls stepped inside. Alicia took a steep, but was stopped by Josh's hand on her wrist.
"Alicia, please, just give me a chance to explain." Josh pleaded meeting cold eyes.
He felt a cold hand hit his face and felt the sting that resounded.
"Go to hell." She said as she stepped onto the elevator. Derek began to walk inside, but Massie pushed him back.
"Sorry this one's full, maybe you should wait for one with a girl who's willing to hear your bull. Both of you." With that she pushed the button and the door slammed right in their faces. Both of them.
"Damn!" Plovert said, "Looks like you guys will have to work harder if you want them back."
"That's okay. Alicia's worth a thousand slaps in the face, maybe more."
"Keep it up and that's what you'll get." Cam mumbled.
"No, he's right. We deserve it after what we did, but they're worth all the trouble." Derek said, as the doors to their elevator opened.
"Good luck, I think you'll need it." Dune said.
"That's okay, I plan to work at it." Derek said, watching the doors closed.
He looked at Josh and saw the same thing in his eyes. They were more determined than ever to get their girls back. No matter what.
A/N: I am soooo sorry to ahhscreaming4noreason! For some reason i made her name Heather instead of Hannah an I am so sorry. But if i write a P.S. I Loathe you she will (most likely) have a good role in it, her and Brandon (who might mysteriously get moved up to first string). Also there's only 3-5 chapters left in this fanfic. Thank you all for reading and i'll try to make it as interesting as possible up to the very end. let me know what you thought (especially bout the makeovers!)