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THE BLOCK ESTATE

THE BLOCK LIMO

Thursday, March 4th

2: 31

Massie was carsick by the time she toppled out of the limo. Her mom and dad were sitting on the bench outside her house and ran to give Massie a hug. After a lot of explaining, her parents led her inside.

In the car, she called Claire, Dylan, and Alicia and apologized and they forgave her. She told them that she learned her lesson and was going to apologize to Sara when she got home. Well now she was home, but she really wasn't ready to apologize to that little sneak. Especially after what she did to Claire. Turns out that ever since the incident with Cam and Sara, Claire had been ignoring both of them. Alicia and Dylan were mad at her, too. Actually, Claire was happy that Massie was home so she could help with the dilemma.

Claire was supposed to be home anytime soon. Speak of the devil…

"Massie!" Claire said as she threw her backpack and ran to give Massie a hug.

"I am so sorry about everything!" Massie said.

"Apology totally accepted. I don't blame you for hating Sara. She is such a bitch," Claire said quietly because Massie's parents were still there.

"Let's go to my room," she whispered and led Claire upstairs. Massie flopped down on her bed, relieved that she could lie somewhere else other than on the Kristen's old springy mattress.

"Whoa—" Massie stopped herself before going further. From now on Massie was going to be nice and sweet. She was about to say, "How much did I miss! Wasn't I only gone two days," referring to Claire's pink and blue tube socks. Instead she said, "I like your socks."

"Thanks. I hate them," Claire said, taking the off and throwing them out the window.

"So why are you wearing them?" Massie knew the answer. It had something to do with Sara thinking they were cute.

"Well, Sara brought some for me, Alicia, and Dylan today. She said gave them to us as presents for helping her when you were being mean. I'm sorry I wore them."

"Don't worry about it," Massie rolled her eyes and walked over to her computer. She saw that SHORTSARABABYY was on. Massie groaned and looked at her away message:

WATCHING HANNAH MONTANA! BEST SHOW EVERRR! LUV, SARA!

"What's Hannah Montana?" Massie asked, signing off of aim.

"It's a show on Disney Channel that everyone loves."

"Do you love it?"

"its okay. I saw it at Sara's house."

"I wanna see it," Massie said turning on her TV.

"Hold on, I think I still have Sara's tape of the episodes. She lent it to me. I haven't watched it yet. Massie laid on her bed as Claire ran to her room and got it. They sat on the bed and watched the first episode. Apparently Massie didn't find it very interesting because she fell asleep after ten minutes.

"Massie. Wake up! The shows over!" Claire said, shaking Massie.

"You know what. I've decided on two things right now. For one, I'm not going to try to be something I'm not. I don't have to watch Hannah Montana just to be friends with someone who does watch Hannah Montana. ANNDD, I've learned to never let Sara come to the mall with me!" She said cracking up. Claire looked at her with confusion, so Massie pulled a picture out of Claire's back pocket. She took it after school Wednesday when Claire, Dylan, and Alicia took her to the mall. Sara had fallen off the edge of the giant fountain and was sitting in the small pool with water pouring on top of her.

Claire snatched away the picture and they both cracked up. Even though Claire could be totally clueless sometimes, Massie was so happy to have her back as a friend.

"I know that Alicia and Dylan forgive me, but do you know how hard it will be to get everyone in the whole school to be my friend again?" Massie said.

"There's got to be a way to get everyone in school to like you again, and to get Cam and Sara back. You know that I have been having to dance with Spiky Steve for the past two days because of Sara!" Claire complained, referring to Carl's spiky haired friend. That kid would never stop talking. Even though they were dancing outside, his stench was as strong as a skunk.

"OHMYGAWD! I got it! I'm going to have a party. Not like, a cool night time dance party. A weird gay 'be yourself party'!" Massie said. Not the coolest thing to do, but apparently, cool wasn't cool anymore. Being a dork was cool. If they were still the Pretty Committee, they would have never even considered something that gay. But now, it seemed like the only solution. But Claire didn't seem to think so by her expression. "No really! Okay, so everyone will come. Sara and Cam! Perfect time to see if anything is going on between them. We would have crazy dance offs, hair stylin' stations, pie eating contests, and so on. A perfect way to throw the party of the year, win our friends back, and get revenge on Sara!"

Claire nodded with a small smile and Massie squealed, ready to throw another party.