Chaptar 2

"You'll Just Have To Live With It"

A/N- Just to warn u i don't even read the top where it says the time and place, so get over it. I just read the book. I want to thank you for those that reviewed!

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Massie and Claire sat on her white bed and cried their eyes out. They had been sobbing for nearly 20 minutes, when Claire said, "It can't be that bad right?"

Claire heard the stories and didn't want her lunch stolen. She was already in with the 'in' crowd and now she would have to start all over again. What about Cam? Would he find someone else, since POS was even farther away from Briarwood? Claire shook the thought from her mind and wiped her cheeks.

Massie looked up and her head snapped to Claire's face in an instant. "What are you talking about! This is bloody hell!" Her head whipped back into her pillow and she cried even harder.

Claire thought about it for a second. Wasn't she the only one who could survive a public school? Wasn't she the one that had the experience? Couldn't SHE be queen bee? It was very possible. She could grasp this oppurtunity and let it soar. She knew more than all of them combined knew.

Claire instantly stopped crying and felt good about it.

"Hey, I have to go call Cam. I don't want to bore you up here." Claire didn't wait for an answer, and ran down the stairs.

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MoNdAy MoRnInG... fIrSt DaY oF sChOoL

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"Please, Isacc!" Massie pleaded. She didn't want to break down in tears, because her mascara would run.

"Ms. Block, I have specific orders to take you to POS. I was even paid extra to not stop."

Claire was impressed that Mr. Block would be so worried about them escaping.

Massie, Claire, Kristen, Alicia, and Dylan all sat on the edge of their leather seats; seat belts all unfastened, hoping Isacc would stop and they could get away.

"PLEASE!" Kristen's voice was desprate and was in a screechy pitch.

"GIRLS! BUCKLE YOUR SEATBELTS OR WE'LL GET THERE FASTER!" Isacc warned.

They all knew that that ment not stopping for smoothies, so they kept their mouths shut and buckled their seat belts.

All of their outfits were gorgeus.

Massie wore a dark brown cami with a light blue Juicy Couture jacket . She wore her low-cut Guess? jeans, cute brown Steve Madden shoes,

and of coarse her charm bracelet .

Alicia wore Ralph Lauren heels , Ralph Lauren low cut jeans , Ralph Lauren camisole , and Bebe Kimono Cardigan over it.

Dylan wore a mini 7 skirt , A Juicy Couture T-shirt , and wedge heels (custom made) .

Claire borrowed a Juicy Couture shirt and Jeans from Massie, and wore her Keds.

Kristen wore a green halter , some of Alicia's 7 jeans , and green wedges.

They walked onto the steps of POS. It's bricks were old and looked worn. The door and windows despretely needed new paint.

"I think it should be called Piece Of Shit." Massie scoffed, while everyone laughed histerically at her cleverness.

"More like Pretty Old School." Alicia wasn't joking.

They walked in and went to the counciling office. They sat in green wheelie chairs and an old woman, with thinning hair, looked up from under her glasses.

"Ah. The new prep school transfers." She said like they didn't know how to properly speak or hear, so she could cuss them out and they would just stare. They had much more than she expected.

"Yeah." Massie leaned back and crossed her arms like a thug on TV and her arm jingled from the massive bracelet.

"Here are your schedules." Her wrinkling hand gave them all schedules.

1st: French

2nd: English

3rd: Math

4th: Social studies

5th:Lunch

6th:Science

7th:Chorus

Claire, Massie, and Alicia all had the same exact schedules. Unfortuantly, Kristen and Dylan had different schedules on totally other teams.

"NOOO!" Dylan and Kristen yelled at the shocked counciler.

"Sorry, ladies. You'll just have to live with it." And she turned around and filed her papers.