DYLAN'S HOUSE

THE BLOCK LIMO

Tuesday, March 2nd

7:46

"Hey, Dyl!" Massie said as Dylan strutted into the limo. "We were just talking about Sara the Sweetie. Gawd, she is so ah-nnoying!" Massie turned off the TV when she saw Dylan scowling at it. Her mom was playing right now, on her morning show, and Dylan totally didn't want to see her.

"Umm… yeah." She said, feeling guilty talking about the nice girl behind her back.

"What is wrong with all of you? Don't you see what she's doing? She's acting all gentle and caring but all that she really wants is a spot in the popular group!" Massie yelled as she text messaged on her phone. "Where is Kristen? She won't respond to any of my text messages!" Little did she know Kristen's phone was taken away from her the night before. "Do you think she's mad at me?"

Of course Kristen wasn't but Claire was fuming. Sara was so nice and never did anything to Massie. Why did she have to pick on her so much!

"I think she's nice," Alicia said, also trying to text Kristen.

"You're just saying that because Riley is her cousin," Massie teased grabbing Alicia's cell phone. "Look at her background!" Everyone peered over to see that the screen on Alicia's phone was a picture of his butt that she took when she saw him Monday after school.

"He does have a really hot butt! And, well, I guess you're right. But if I be nice to Sara, maybe she's put in a good word for me." Alicia said, taking her phone back.

"Don't even try. Sara is such a bitch. She's too busy watching Disney Channel to talk to Riley. Plus, she already hates me, and since you're my friend…" Massie trailed off.

"Totally. Did you see her during Fashion Design? She made a sketch of a Bugs Bunny shirt! How gay is that?" Dylan snorted.

Claire had enough. Right now, she was going to put her friendship with her friends on the rocks, majorly. But she really didn't care. "Shut up you guys! Sara is so nice and she's my friend. Massie, Sara doesn't care about popularity and she doesn't hate anyone! And Dylan, why do you have to trash her shirt? That was adorable! And Alicia, Sara isn't a bitch! So what if she watches Disney Channel? As a matter of fact, I LOVE Disney Channel. So if you guys are going to talk bad about Sara, do it when I'm not around!"

"Fine," Massie said calmly. "Isaac, stop the car." The car screeched to a stop. Massie leaned over and opened the door. "We're going to talk about Sara all we want, so if you don't wanna be around, we can arrange that. Get out."

Claire stared at her in shock. Was she totally serious? They were still at least a mile away from school. "What? Why don't you go catch a ride with you're little Disney friend?" Massie sneered, glaring at Claire. "It's either us, or Sara. Take you're pick. If you would rather be with the 'Ugly Fuglys' than the Pretty committee, that's fine with me. But make you're decision fast. I don't wanna be late for school."

"Why would I want to be friends with someone who would rather push me out of their car and make them walk to school than even try to give a sweet little girl a chance?" Claire asked, while unbuckling her seatbelt. Now Massie was the one in shock. She didn't actually think that Kuh-laire would be brave enough to actually leave! "I'm out." Claire walked out and slammed the door as hard as she could. The car slowly pulled away as if she might change her mind and come running for forgiveness. But no, Claire just stood there thinking about what would happen now that she just threw away what she had been working for since September. Suddenly the car jerked to a stop.

At first Claire thought Massie would come rushing out and ask Claire to come back and say that she was so sorry that she said such horrible stuff about Sara and would try to give her a chance. But no. Out came Dylan, with her face as red as her hair. She slammed the door, too, twice as hard.

"What are you doing?" Claire asked, hoping Dylan was going to fight on her side and not come to yell at her or something.

"I'm joining the No-More-Massie club. I'm so proud of you for standing up to her like that. I'm sorry I said her shirt was gay. I was trying to stay on Massie's good side but now I don't care." Dylan explained as the car took off slowly again.

"What changed your mind so much?"

"Well, I stood up for you. She said that if I wanted to be a retard with you and Sara that I should get my fat butt out of the car. And I am not tolerating with that." Dylan complained with her arms crossed tight.

"Don't worry. I love you're J-Lo butt. It's really sexy." Claire said naughtily.

Just then, the car stopped again, and Alicia came storming out this time. Uh-oh. This can't be good. Massie was all alone…

"I HATE HER!" Alicia screamed so loud, it made all the birds fly away. This time when the car pulled away, it sped off wayyyy past the speed limit. Claire hoped that they would get a speeding ticket.

"What happened?" Claire said sympathetically.

"First she called all of you losers. So I said that maybe she was being too harsh. Then she said that she was glad that I didn't go out and follow you two into dorkville. So I said that now she was being a bitch. So she was like, well why don't you just go cry Riley's shoulder, no, wait, the closest you've ever been to him was between you're phone and his ass! YOU SUCK MASSIE!" Alicia screamed, even though Massie couldn't hear her. The girls spent the rest of the walk talking and joking around. When they finally arrived at their school, it had been more than an hour, because they stopped at the Starbucks across the street. Now they didn't really care about being tardy. They were just happy that Massie's weight was finally off their shoulders.

"Hey look, another note." Claire pointed to the paper on the ground when they were at their lockers. Dylan opened it and there was another poem:

DYLAN:

YOURE BEUTIFUL IN A MILION WAYS,

WHEN I'M AROUND YOU, I GET IN A HAZE

YOUR SMILE, YOU'RE WALK,

YOU'RE LAUGH, YOU'RE TALK

MY LOVE FOR YOU WONT BE A PHASE.

IF YOU WANT TO KNOW WHO I AM, MEET ME AFTER SCHOOL TODAY AT THE BASKETBALL COURT. LOVE?????

"Ehmagawd, you totally have to go!" Claire said, as they walked to the office. Dylan laughed at how Massie-like Claire was being. Seriously. They just dumped her and still Kuh-laire was trying to be her. That girl had ah-lot to learn.

"Ehmagawd, I totally can't!" Dylan cried, mimicking her. "Remember? Student council meetings start today!"

"So what? Who care's if we're late? This might be a total hottie. And after you're tragedy with (um, I kinda forgot what her boyfriends name was… Plovert or Kemp er something?) , you should totally be looking for a future boyfriend," Alicia said.

Dylan didn't say anything. She looked like she was trying to figure out a 10th grade algebra problem on the finals that was worth 75 of her grade. Alicia couldn't figure out what was so difficult about this. Massie and Alicia were always the ones to get the guys. Finally Dylan might be getting the guy of her dreams and she was PONDERING? Alicia thought Dylan would be ecstatic, and if she was playing hard to get, Alicia would seriously have to explain that you do that when you're actually around the guy.

"Come on? What's there to think about? You could at least go to see if he's hot or not?" Alicia encouraged.

"Ughh. Fine," Dylan said putting the note in her back pocket. Before the three girls got to the office, they tried to figure out what to say about their tardy. At the end, they decided it was best to just tell the truth.

Claire charged in first bursting into tears.

"Ohmygawd! I am so sorry I'm late!" Claire cried as she dropped her books on the counter. The secretary looked up through her bifocals and saw that Claire's hair was trashed and she seemed all soar and tired.

"What happened to you?" The old lady, whose name was Mrs. Riddle, asked. That was Dylan's and Alicia's cue. They came rushing in, looking tousled just like Claire.

"I can explain! Wellwewereinthelimowithmassieand…" Alicia spat out, doing just as they planned.

"Slow down, honey, I can't understand you!" Mrs. Riddle said, coming over to Alicia to see if she was hurt.

"Well, we were riding in our carpool with Massie block, a usual and Massie started talking bad about Sara Jensen. So all that we were trying to do was stick up for her!" Alicia burst into tears which were covering her laughter.

"That still doesn't explain why you're late!" Mrs. Riddle said.

"Well, Massie called us…" Claire said and then whispered: "Bitches." Alicia cried/laughed some more and Dylan took over from here. She explained that Massie kicked them out of the limo and made them walk. They tried to hurry, but they took a wrong turn and lost. Dylan said that she was embarrassed to get lost in her own neighborhood, but it was so big! And then, Dylan lied some more and said that a giant stray dog started chasing them! Now everyone was crying/laughing except Mrs. Riddle who ended up saying, "Okay girls, you're off the hook this time but one more tardy and you have detention. Am I clear? Now try to get Massie to stop being mean and hurry off to your next class!"

"Thank you so much, Mrs. Riddle. We're going to go study a map of the neighborhood. Have a good day!" Claire hollered in a sad voice. When they closed the door and were totally out of earshot, the girls fell over and laid on the ground, cracking up.

"Good job, you guys!" Dylan chokes as she grabbed her books that were all over the ground.

"Alicia, I didn't know you were such a good actress!" Claire said while she led the way to 3rd period, gym. She walked as slow as possible because today they were doing SQUARE DANCING! How terrible!

"That was a pretty nice touch at the end there. We're going to go study a map. Nice job," Alicia said, patting her on the back jokingly like a little kid.

When they finally got to the gym, they saw Mr. Bach, the gym teacher, dancing with Ms. Copperfield, the poms instucter.

"Aw, what a cute couple," Dylan smirked as she sat down on the floor iwht Claire and Alicia. Everyone laughed, even Sara, who Alicia expected to say something sweet and comforting to Mr. Bach, who ah-bviously had a crush on Ms. Copperfield. Too bad she would rather date the 80 year old janitor. Actually, she would rather date the janitor's 80 year old mop.

"Alicia, Dylan, Claire. Do you guys have passes?" He asked, ignoring Dylan's remark.

"Yup," Alicia said as she handed over the slip that Mrs. Riddle gave to them. Claire glanced over at Massie to she how she was taking the fact that she had no friends anymore. She was sitting all alone picking at her shoe with one hand, typing on her cell phone with the other. Claire assumed it was Derrington because she kept smiling.

Now in case you want to know why Massie was so smiley, she was talking to Derrington. And this is how the conversation went.

DERRICK: HEY SWEETY

MASSIE: HEY HONEY

DERRICK: WHATCHA DOIN AFTER SCHOOL 2DAY

MASSIE: STUDENT COUNCIL. WHY

DERRICK: I WAS GONNA SAY LETS MEET BASKETBALL COURT AFTER SCHOOL…

MASSIE: TOTALY! I CAN DITCH SC.

DERRICK: SWEET

MASSIE: C YA THEN

DERRICK: L8R

Incase you didn't remember, which I'm pretty sure you did, that's where Dylan was meeting her secret admirer… ooooooo