100 Cashmere- A Massie Block Story.
Mmkay, friends. This is my first ever Clique story insert fangirl!SQUEE here , because I was tired of all the crap stories. Slightly AU, because, I don't like Derrington.
Read on, my ducklings.
Chapter One.
A beautiful girl sat alone by a window. Its funny how things work out, isn't it, She asked herself.
The last year of this girl's life was so unbelievably wonderful, yet heart-wrenchingly sad.
She lost friends, she gained them, she lost parts of herself, she discovered the real her.
This girl's name is Massie Block. And she just rediscovered the word 'friendship'.
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A piercing shriek tore through the Block manor.
"MOM, YOU CANNOT DO THIS TO ME," Massie screamed.
"Oh, you'll see that I can. You need to get away from Westchester, find new friends. Just take a break," Kendra Block said calmly.
"YOU CAN'T TAKE A BREAK FROM YOUR LIFE, MOTHER," Massie retaliated.
"Once again, you'll see that you can. You will go to Kiaran Academy, you will cut off communication from your friends, and you will not cause a fuss," Kendra said forcefully.
"Okay," Massie said in defeat, recognizing her Mothers stubborn voice that said that she clearly was not going to get her way.
"On one condition. I get to double my WHOLE wardrobe before I get shipped off to Kiaran," Massie added.
"Oh, of course, we were expecting this. Massie, money is not an issue, we really just think that you need to take a break from Westchester," Kendra exclaimed, happy that her daughter was giving in.
Massie nodded her head and ran up her stairs to inform her friends of this horrible news. (a/n: Who else hates the rest of the Clique? raises hand) She turned on her new Macbook, because she had gotten tired of the desk computer, and immediately signed onto her Skype™ account as MASSIEKUR, put on her headset mic, and started a conference call with Alicia, Dylan, Claire, and Kristen.
-- please, excuse the audacity of this passage. I really hate the rest of the Clique, so if you want to skip it, I'll give a summary at the end of the section ;)--
"EH-MA-GAWD."
"WHAT?" Alicia, Dylan, Claire and Kristen all screeched in unison.
"This is the last time I'm going to be able to talk to you guys until I get shipped off to Kiaran."
The PC was already aware that Massie was getting hauled to an boarding school in England, and were acting like they should if they heard a friend was going away. They sympathized and cried, but really, they were thrilled that Massie wasn't going to their new schools. Finally, one of them might become head of the PC and not be in the shadow of Massie. Not that she would ever know.
"LIKE, EHMAGAWD, I thought you could still talk to us on like, IM and stuff!" They said, once again in unison.
"No, my mom said to sever all ties with you guys until I get back from school, so I guess, this is it."
Shrieks and crying were coming from the speakers at load and overly exaggerated tones.
"BYE MASS!"
--Mmkay, the Clique was all, wahhhhh, fake and not caring and fake crying that massie was leaving, bleh, bleh. They really don't care, kay?---
Click. That was the last she heard of them. All through her year at Kiaran, they didn't even attempt to call, or contact her.
Massie had thought these girls were her best friends, and she had been fully prepared to say a hour long good-bye, and cry all over her laptop. But she got a "BYE MASS!" and a click.
Slightly stunned, she clicked on Safari and went to to research on Kiaran.
Clicking on the first link, Kiaran's website, she saw this block of information about the school.
Here at Kiaran, we pride ourselves on being a revolutionary school, where we are pushing the envelope of education to great lengths to provide students with the best experience they could hope for.
Positive Attributes for the Students:
The school is free-dress, with of course, some limitations.
We encourage the use of laptops during class, as they are a useful note-taking instrument. They are required in most classes.
The school is co-ed.
Positive Attributes for Parents:
Kiaran accepts only top-quality teachers into the school.
We have excellent tutoring programs.
Though there aren't many rules, the ones we do have, we take very seriously. Tardiness is considered detention-worthy my all teachers.
All in all, Massie couldn't see anything really bad about the school. She could easily work her way to the top, once again.
As long as she had the right artillery.
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At exactly 9:37 AM, Massie stepped off the plane and her Jimmy Choo's clicked daintily onto the clean pavement of the Paris airport.
She was going shopping.
She looked her part, going into the Paris branch of Sephora, wearing her new 'A-Pocket' sevens, a brown and white horizontal striped C&C tank under a cream slouchy, wide-necked tee, who's sleeves almost fall off her shoulders, exposing the straps of the tank and the top of the pattern, and the sleeves came down 3/4 to her elbows. She had her slightly long hair down, curled at the ends with a brown, plastic headband. She carried the newest cream Coach bag and new round Coach sunglasses perched on her nose.
She ran around Paris shopping until 8:00 PM, where she had her 'shopping lackeys' load the plane with her over than 20 bags, each emblazoned with a different classy symbol.
She took the plane home and once she flopped back on her bed, she surveyed her riches.
She turned on her Macbook and started a new list.
INVENTORY FOR MASSIE BLOCK (Master Packing List)
Clothing and Accessory
20 handbags
400 shirts, tank tops, ect.
50 pairs of jeans
20 different other pants
10 winter coats
20 scarves
10 pairs of gloves
300 different accessory pieces (necklaces, earrings, rings, headbands, ect.)
Cosmetics and Basic Beauty
Tarte Blush Stain
Too-Faced Starry-Eyes Liquid Eyeliner
Per-fekt Skin Perfection Gel in Radiant
Boujours Liquid Foundation
Benefit Dandelion
Dr. Brant Pore-less Purifying Mask
Philosophy, Purity Face Wash
The-Balm TimeBalm Undereye Concealer
Lorac Waterproof lashes
Philosophy Waffle Cone Body Wash
L' Occitane Deodorant
GO!Smile
Essie Nail Polish, for touch ups.
T3 Evolution Hair Dryer
Gold-Plated Straightening Iron
Curling Iron
Hair Products (gel, diffuser, frizz control ect.)
Razor
Tweezers
Toothbrush
Toothpaste
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First arriving at Kiaran...
Massie's hair and makeup were meticulously done, and her outfit was absolutely stunning, she had no reason to be nervous at all.
And yet, she was shaking from head to toe.
You are Massie Block. You AREN'T scared.
She took a steadying breath, and walked forward to meet her new principal. She smiled, and tried to shake her hand, just like her mother had trained her. Key word is tried.
This woman was the most severe looking woman Massie had ever seen. Her hair was pulled into a tight bun at the base of her neck, grey hairs shining proudly. Her face was old, and not nice at all. Her expression was one of loosely veiled distaste, and took Massie's hand and placed it neatly back at her side.
"My name is Professor Guthrop. I uphold the rules of this establishment with honor and even a slight infringement of the rules is too much. I expect you to follow the very few rules that are here. You will take your bags to room 712 and settle down. Classes start tomorrow at 8:00 AM. You will receive your schedule tonight, along with a welcoming package. Do not be late. I shall see you tomorrow," she said in a clipped tone, and then stalked off.
Massie blinked and then gestured to her baggage handlers to follow her.
She looked around for signs that said any indication of where her room was. She found one that said 700-730 and followed it until she found her room.
The movers dropped off her stuff and she started to unpack.
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Massie sat down on her bed and surveyed the room. Now that everything was out of the boxes, it looked just like her old room. Albeit smaller.
She finally felt satisfied and sank onto her bed without changing and fell asleep.
--
Her cell started beeping at 5:30 AM signaling her to get up. She grabbed the papers from under the doors and quickly looked up the time for breakfast, 7:30 AM. She had 2 hours to get ready, and she was going to look PERFECT.
She hopped into the steamy shower and took a quick shower.
She came out and washed her face with Purity™ face soap and then put on her Pore-less purifying mask while she did her hair.
Her hair, she put in a loose, and messy looking, yet elegant bun at the back of her head. (a/n: refer to pic of shirt)
She took off her mask and started to work on her face. She glanced back at her clock, 6:13, and turned back to her mirror. First, she applied her foundation to her already flawless skin, thanks to the mask. Then she applied the skin perfection gel.
After that, she moved onto her eyes. She lined them with Starry-Eyed liquid eyeliner in Onyx and then curled her lashes and applied Lorac Waterproof Mascara. She applied the Tarte Blush Stain and Lip gloss, and used the go!smile to whiten her teeth and she was good to go pick out her outfit.
She chose a spegetti strap tank top, that had an empire waist, and the rest of the shirt slightly fanned out from there. It was made of white chiffon and black velvet piping and decals. It had very small pleats in the bottom portion of the top. (a/n: look here : http/ shop. nordstrom. com /S/2904480/02376776237432723780572379676?mediumthumbnailY&origincategory&searchtype&pbo2379676&P1 take out the spaces :)) She wore her new True Religion jeans and black ribbon 3 inch Choos. She wore black chandelier earrings and a thick black plastic bracelet.
She grabbed her MARC by Marc Jacobs Black tote with her Macbook, school information and phone inside and went towards the door.
She double-checked her appearance before stepping out of her room to go to breakfast.
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Going down to breakfast was refreshing for Massie.
EVERY SINGLE GUY SHE SAW WAS HOT.
Well, except a few exceptions.
BUT STILL, ALMOST EVERY GUY! Her teenage girl side was screaming with joy and it only boosted her self confidence when she heard whispers amongst girls and exclamations of "SHE'S HOT!" from the boys.
She smiled and continued on her way.
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Massie pushed through the doors of the breakfast hall at 7:30 AM sharp. Most people were already there and turned to look at her as she came in.
Every eye was on her as she walked tall towards Professor Guthrop who was beckoning towards her.
Professor Guthrop cleared her throat and adressed the students in a clear tone.
(massie POV)
"Hello students. This morning, we have a new student joining our campus today, and we would like you to welcome her into Kiaran Academy. This is Massie Block," she gestured toward me and I waved, regal as a queen.
Whispers immediately broke out after I stalked over to the breakfast counter and got a Luna Bar (Chai Tea) and a Focus Vitamin water from the lady, immensely pleased they had my favorites.
I surveyed the room looking for a place to sit, everyone staring at me, until I heard a voice shout, "HEY BLOCK! Join us!"
I looked toward the voice and I saw the most gorgeous guy I have ever seen.
He had black, messy hair and the brightest emerald eyes I had ever seen, he was slightly tan and very well built. He was even dressed well, in Sevens and a red button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to right below his elbows. Who was I to refuse?
"Mmkay," I called and walked off to his table.
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He gestured to sit right beside him, shoving various people down to make room.
"So, Block, where'd you come from?" Damn, he even sounded sexy.
"Westchester, New York," I replied with a smile, so thankful I had whitened my teeth this morning.
"Long way from home," he winked and turned back to his food.
I had just started in on my Luna bar when I was violently pushed aside. I choked slightly and turned to see who pushed me.
I almost spit my half-chewed food out. This girl was so slutty looking. AND she was currently flirting with my newly found man.
She was wearing a mini-skirt that came up to 4 inches above the knee and an extremely low cut shirt with boobs bigger than Alicia's.
OH BITCH PLEASE, I was not going to be pushed around on the first day.
I tapped her on the shoulder and she glared at me.
"WHAT, new girl! Do you want fashion advice or something?"
"No. Why would anyone want fashion advice from a stripper anyway? No, I was going to ask if you were going to apologize for bumping into me," I said cooly.
"EXCUSE ME? A STRIPPER? Whatever! And no, I am not going to apologize. You were hitting on my Jamesie, you wench," she screeched.
"Erm, Vera," 'Jamesie' cut in cleanly, "I'm neither yours, nor Jamesie, so you can leave. And If that isn't reason enough, you DO look like a stripper and I was trying to have breakfast with MASSIE."
She stalked off with one last glare at me.
"Thanks, umm..." I trailed off, realizing I didn't know his name.
"James," he said.
"Cute name," I said and after throwing back my Luna bar and Vitamin Water, I quickly checked my schedule and headed to my homeroom, Ms. Junh.