A/N: Happy new years, guys!

Disclaimer: I don't own the clique.

Massie Block scooted off her white-leather-frame bed reluctantly. Her eye-roll gave away just how annoyed she really was. It was the middle of her freshmen year, second semester had just started, and she had thought that her life was perfect.

But that was before.

That was before yesterday at dinner when her parents announced that a family was going to be staying in their guesthouse for whom-knows how long. Massie Block thought of herself as a charitable person, but this was just pushing it.

"Massie, hurry up." Kendra Block said, one arm across her chest and the other one propped up in her hand. She twisted the diamond stud earring around in her ear anxiously. She would have been frowning if it weren't for her recent Botox injection. At times like these, Kendra wished she could move her face, or at least feel it.

"I'm moving, aren't I?" Massie raised an eyebrow, slipping her feet into the pair of sandals she wore around the house.

"Yes, dear, but not fast enough," Kendra sighed. She took one last glance at her daughter to make sure that she was up and ready before scurrying herself out of the room and down the staircase.

Massie walked down the steps soon after, deliberately taking her time just to piss her mother off and to make sure everyone else realized exactly who they had just messed with.

"Massie, these are the Ryan's." Kendra said, her voice firm. "They'll be staying in our guesthouse until they find a place of their own."

"Calvin here was a very good friend of mine in college." William Block beamed at his daughter while giving Mr. Ryan a pat on the back.

Massie looked at the family with her usual bored expression. Calvin Ryan? Couldn't her father have been friends with Calvin Klein instead?

The only things that caught her interest were the son and daughter, obviously twins of the same age. The girl was really pretty, but had a giddy smile and a blank look in her eyes.

Massie could instantly tell that she was the epitome of "dumb blonde".

The white-blonde guy was gorgeous too, luckily lacking the same clueless look as his sister, which was replaced with a more thoughtful look.

"This is Olivia and Andy. They're in the same grade as you, Massie. Maybe you should show them the guesthouse and tell them a bit about Briarwood?" Kendra asked, a warning look on her face.

The two kids suddenly both looked at Massie, instantly sizing her up.

Massie knew better than to disobey and humiliate her mother in front of other people. She'd lose her credit cards for a month, and she hated freeloading off her friends.

"Sure, follow me," Massie said, a fake smile ever-present on her lips. She glanced back to see Olivia bite her lip in excitement and Andy let out an irritated sigh. At least someone shared the way she felt.

Once at the guesthouse, Olivia let out a sigh of awe. "This place is so cool." She gushed. "The main house is amazing too."

Olivia looked around the living room of the cozy flat. The walls were a mossy green and cluttered with expensive paintings and gold-framed mirrors. The light hardwood floor was covered with a simple white, fuzzy rug and black leather furniture.

And to Massie, this all looked like nothing. The guesthouse's decor was actually pretty frugal compared to her room's.

Massie opened her mouth to bombard Olivia with snide remarks, but she took a quick glance at Olivia's hot twin brother. The PC would love him, she decided. The girls at school would worship her even more if she was friends with him.

It was a good idea to act nice, as hard as it was for her.

"Thanks, that's so sweet of you." Massie forced a grin. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Andy shaking his head with an amused smile on his lips. She must have overdone it.

Olivia grinned back and plopped herself down in a graceful flop onto one of the leather couches. "And that walk was so tiring." She groaned, throwing her head back and kicking up her feet onto the cowhide pillow on the other end of her seat. "This place must be so huge. Don't you think so, Andy?"

Olivia turned her head to look at her brother, a mass of wavy blonde hair grazing her cardigan-covered shoulders. Massie took this as an opportunity to study him too.

Another idea popped into her head. Maybe, she could use Andy to make Cam jealous and make him more territorial. That'd be so hot, Massie thought with glee.

As if her boyfriend wasn't hot enough already?

Andy shrugged. "Yeah, sure."

Olivia stood up again, pushing herself off the couch with an audible oomph. "Mass, so how's Briarwood?"

Massie winced, hearing this absolute stranger use a nickname for her. "It's okay once you get used to it."

She got used to it, even as a mere freshman. She had already earned the respect of the upperclassmen. She was Massie-effing-Block; of course school was easy for her. But for this airhead? Probably not.

"I'm going to go check out my room." Andy said, clearing his throat and walking to the hallway.

Once her brother was out of sight, Olivia walked over to where Massie was standing. "I'm so nervous." Olivia confided with a giggle. "But at least I'll have one friend at a new school." She said, looking straight into Massie's now-narrowed eyes. "Right, Massie?" She asked, almost hesitantly. There was no reason to why Massie had to be sickeningly nice now.

"Yeah," Massie sneered. "You'll have your brother."

—

"Ew." Alicia rolled her eyes as she plucked off some invisible lint off of the wool beret that was sitting in her lap. "She's a dumb blonde?"

"I resent that statement," Kristen chided, flipping her dirty blonde hair over her shoulder and leaning in closer to the group.

"So how come she's not carpooling with us?" Alicia asked, ignoring Kristen with a little whatever-flick of her dainty wrist and a toss of her sleek dark hair.

"Because," Massie paused to scoff a bit, "her mother insisted on taking her children to school for their first day."

"Children?" Dylan gasped. "There's more?"

Massie's eyes flickered with delight. This was where the fun part came in.

"Wait, you didn't tell us that there were others." Kristen said.

"Gossip points," Massie instantly requested.

The girls all raised both of their eyebrows. Gossip points were something long left behind in their middle school days. They all unofficially agreed that it was immature and that they'd grown out of it.

"Okay," Alicia said slowly. "So what's the dish?" A smile creeping onto her red-glossed lips.

"She has a twin brother." Massie whispered, as if anyone could actually hear them in the sound-proof backseat of the Range Rover.

"HART?" Dylan quickly asked.

"Mega-H," Massie grinned, "Total alpha material and a gorgeous body."

"But he's just HAT?" Alicia's smile disappeared. The Rivera's was a wealthy family. Her mother was a slight gold-digger (with class). He was out of her league.

"Obviously, if his family has to stay in my guesthouse." Massie rolled her eyes at the fact. "But it does make it a whole lot easier." She added with a wink.

"Massie!" Kristen scolded. It was her job to keep the girls grounded. "Does the name Cam Fisher sound familiar to you?"

Massie fidgeted in the black leather seat. "Puh-lease, I was kidding." Not.

Dylan tugged at one of the ends of her white, rabbit hair scarf. "So then, can I have him?"

She was the only PC member without a guy. Massie had Cam. Kristen was going out with Josh Hotz. It was only expected for the most mature one out of the group of guys to go out with the PC's smartest girl. Alicia had Kemp Hurley, whether she admitted it or not. True, they weren't really going out. And true again, she was always looking for a different guy to be interested in. But it was still solid fact that she always went back to him.

Dylan, with her bold and vibrant personality, tended to be more often close friends with guys, instead of something more. They all loved having playful conversations with her to have them reduced to couple-fights and kissing.

Sometimes, Dylan wished, boys could just be a bit shallower.

—

Olivia Ryan walked through the door and immediately, the loud talking hushed. She looked around, wide-eyed. Massie was right yesterday, the only friend she had at the school was her brother Andy, and he was currently in a different classroom.

She had never felt as singled out than at that moment.

The entire Algebra 2 class had stopped their talking and returned to their appropriate seats. She felt two dozen pairs of eyes trained on her. She tried not to stare back. Instead, Olivia looked down at her shoes.

"Thank you." The teacher muttered under his breath, glancing up at the ceiling. He turned to Olivia, furrowing his brows. "I'm, uh, a substitute." He explained, even though it was really a poor excuse for his absolute lack in skill of keeping a classroom in control.

Olivia nodded gratefully. She wasn't the only one that felt out of place. "I'm Olivia Ryan. I'm new." She said quickly in a rush of breath. This whole new-kid experience was leaving her perpetually nervous.

"Well, find a seat, Olivia." The teacher said, waving his hand around.

There were two empty seats. That was when she noticed Massie sitting near one of them. Ever since yesterday when Massie had suddenly became nasty to her, she had been keeping out of Massie's way.

She looked at Massie, silently trying to figure out if she was signing her death wish if she took the seat next to her. It was near the middle of the room, a much better place than the empty seat in the back next to two boys.

Massie and her group of friends were staring at Olivia with raised eyebrows and questioning looks.

Would she dare sit next to them?

She closed her eyes and shook her head. No, she wouldn't be able to live through the abuse she'd receive later on. She slowly made her way to the back of the room, sitting down in the desk next to the dark-haired boy and a bushy-haired one.

She craned her neck to see Massie's reaction, hoping that this was going to make Massie like her a bit more.

But to her dismay, she saw that Massie's glare only got fiercer. It was like the amber flecks in her eyes had been set on fire. Her eyes were wide with unbelievable anger. Massie looked furious.

She quickly turned away, looking at the dark-haired boy next to her instead.

He turned to her and gave her the nicest smile she had ever seen. She took one look at his mismatched, blue-and-green eyes and instantly knew that this was going to be her favorite class.

"Hi, I'm Cam."

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