North Briarwood Academy
Room 23A, Mr. Williamson's Class
Monday, September 23rd
9:12 A.M.
Sitting at her usual seat in the corner of the back of the class next to Claire, Massie looked down at the paper, pretending to be reading about the Roman Empire. It had been impossible to focus on anything other than the fact that Alicia Rivera and Derrick Harrington will be ruining Massie's chance for her perfect senior year with every step they took down the halls of her school.
"Good morning North Briarwood!" Principal Burns' annoying voice rang from the speakers. Great, here comes her death sentence… "As most of you know, South Briarwood had a tragic accident late last Friday night."
"Wooooooo!" A skinny brown haired guy from across the room cheered, followed by the echoes of classmates, only to receive a harsh look from their teacher, Mr. Williamson. The poor people had no idea what was about to hit them…
"Apparently a fire had started outside of the East wing, and quickly spread throughout the rest of the school. Unfortunately, everything had been taken by the flames, and our brother school is now a smoldering pile, leaving its former students without a school…"
Massie looked around the class; everyone listened, but didn't seem to care since it didn't apply to them, even though they had no idea that it actually had everything to do with them.
"Which leaves it up to us to make sure that those students receive a good education! Next Wednesday, the students of South Briarwood will become the new students of North Briarwood!" Principal Burns said excitedly, as if her old long lost best friends were flying in, only to spill that they're moving back.
"WHAT?" The entire class screamed, Massie could also hear the classrooms around them yell in frustration.
"Why do they have to come here?" The brown haired guy from across the room yelled as if Principal Burns could hear him.
"Yeah!" The class screamed in sync, Massie and Claire joining the class's furious outburst.
"Now I know that there isn't enough classroom space or lockers, so everyone is to share lockers and some schedules will have to be changed. During or after your lunch period, you are to see your councilor to receive another schedule."
The class groaned, most of them making faces as if they had been told that they have to shovel manure for the rest of their lives.
"I swear on my life that if I have to share a locker with someone from South Briarwood, someone is going to die." Massie heard the goth girl in front of her whisper to her friend next to her. The other goth girl said her agreement and pledged the same thing.
"And just because there is some bad history between us and South Briarwood, doesn't mean we treat them like unwanted guests."
"Yes it does." Massie yelled. If she was going to show Alicia who was the alpha around here, she needed to rally some support, and she had to start early…
"WOOO!" Everyone yelled, the guys throwing their fists into the air.
"I want everyone to be on their best behavior and anyone who disappoints my expectations, disciplinary action will be taken."
Massie rolled her eyes, there was no way she was going to be on her best behavior with Slut-icia Rivers, the Fannish bitch around.
North Briarwood Academy
Senior Hall
Monday, September 23rd
12:34 P.M.
"Well, I'm at C105." Kristen said starring down at her new schedule as the three entered Senior Hall with their designer bags full of their things from their old lockers.
"C132." Claire sighed, feeling depressed that the three were going to be separated after only a couple of weeks of finally having lockers near each other. They had waited three long years to pick their own lockers, and they had chosen the perfect spot, with the perfect people around them, and now it was being taken away because some dumbass at South Briarwood decided to play with matches!
"C16." Massie said, looking at the numbers at the top of the lockers as they passed. She saw C15, and then the one next to it had to be her locker, with the door already open, the only sign of her new locker-mate were the puma shoes they were wearing.
"I'll see you guys later." Massie said, walking over to the locker next to hers, opening the door before saying anything, not really feeling like putting up with any crap.
"Landon?" Massie gasped, suddenly feeling like she had to go and vomit into the trashcan down the hall.
"Massie? What are you doing here?" Landon smirked, as if saying I knew you'd come crawling back.
There was absolutely no way in hell she was going to share a locker with him for the entire year.
Massie swallowed the lump that had just formed in her throat, forcing herself to glare into his color changing green/blue eyes and speak through her gritted teeth, "What the fuck are you doing at my locker?"
"This is your locker?" Landon asked, point inside, already half full with his stuff.
Massie rolled her eyes and nodded, "Yea, it is, so get your shit out of it!"
"Excuse me?" Landon asked, not believing that his ex was giving him orders.
"You heard me." Massie smiled, proud of herself.
"Whatever." Landon said, closing the locker door and started to walk down the hall to the locker where Dempsey was shoving some books into.
"Landon, wait!" Massie called, trying to catch up with him as she opened her bag.
"What?" He stopped, turning around, raising a brow, not sure if she was going to beg him to take her back or come up with a snappy insult.
"Give all of these back to your mom for me." Massie smirked, handing him a pile of dog cloths from his mom's doggie boutique. She didn't need Bean to wear constant reminders of Landon, she could always buy Bean better quality on the internet.
Landon glared from her to the dog cloths and back to her before grabbing them and walking away, throwing them in the trash as he stomped away.
North Briarwood Academy
Main Lawn
Wednesday, October 2nd
7:49 A.M.
"OhmiGod." Claire muttered as they walked across the main lawn from the senior parking lot to the main entrance.
"There's so many of them." Kristen said, looking around at their new peers.
"Whatever, I have other problems." Massie sighed. She had tried getting a new locker, and that hadn't work, and now she had to be in school with Alicia. If she broke out because of the stress, it was Alicia's face that was going to pay…
"Don't worry Mass, not even people from South Briarwood like Alicia." Claire smiled. Massie knew she had a point, but that didn't change the fact that she was still going to be here until graduation.
"Actually, they do." A girl walking passed them said with a blond and a red head on both sides of her.
"Puh-lease. Then why did they create a group on facebook calling you the 'Her Royal Whoreness'?" Massie laughed. Truthfully, she had been the one who created the group, but the most people that joined were people from South Briarwood. And unfortunately, she had been forced to remove the group.
Alicia stopped in her tracks and turned around, Dylan and Olivia doing the same.
"Because a certain skank from North Briarwood created the group." Alicia rolled her eyes, "But I'm sure everyone at this stupid school will end up liking me over you."
Dylan and Olivia started to snicker as if they knew something they didn't.
"What makes you say that?" Massie raised her freshly waxed brows; a little disappointed Alicia didn't have the brain to come up with witty comebacks to make it more challenging.
"Well for one, I'm not the one who looks like an ugly orange monster." Alicia chuckled. Massie just starred at her blankly. She wasn't even wearing orange.
"North Briarwood SUUUUUUUCKS!" A guy in a goalie mask yelled as he ran by, carrying a large bag of orange stringy goo. There were two other guys in matching goalie masks were carrying the same thing. Alicia, Dylan, and Olivia hurried to the side, almost falling over in laughter in the process. Massie, Claire, and Kristen stood frozen as the three masked guys threw the bags contents all over them.
"AHHHHHHH!" Massie screamed. Grabbing a piece off of the collar of her D&G brown leather jacket, Massie looked at it: pumpkin guts minus the seeds. Sure Alicia sucked at comebacks and used Derrick to cover that up, but she was defiantly clever when it came to starting a war…
Sorry it was short, but i have hw. PLEASE REVIEW, and if you do I promise to make the nxt chpt. longer and include massie's accident :)