The Block Estate, Backyard

Massie's Kiss Me Party

Saturday, February 14

7:03 P.M.

Claire took a sip of the virgin piña colada that one of the red velvet headband-sporting waitresses had handed to her. It had a strawberry taste, with a shot of mint. The strawberry taste was Claire's doing, while Massie wanted to add an unexpected twist, hence the mint. They called it the Classy Block colada. Beside her, Kristen McCurley, Dylan Marvil, and Alicia were having a conversation over Alicia's latest date with Josh.

"And then I was like, 'Daddy, turn the light back awf!" Alicia squealed.

Kristen and Dylan giggled like 6 year olds when someone mentioned the word 'boobs'.

"Oh, here he comes now!" Alicia threw her silky dark brown hair over her shoulder and tried to look sultry. It wasn't that hard, considering this was Alicia.

Josh Hotz could be Alicia's relative; though she so clearly was happy she was not because they did more than hug. He had wavy dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes that were almost always shielded by a New York Yankees hat. Alicia had managed to convince him not to wear the hat tonight, because it would offset his outfit: a Ralph Lauren fall pink dress shirt, RL classic fit Fletcher wash jeans, and RL Blake Flannel Sneakers. "Hey."

Alicia smiled her model smile and messed with the ruffles on her pink RL Matilda Tiered Dress. Massie was the only one allowed to wear red in the Pretty Committee tonight. "Hey," she said sounding calm and confident.

"You want to go to the lounge and hang out? There's like 4 bean bags left thanks to the losers that piled on atop each other." He sounded mysterious and so…so…sexy.

Alicia nodded and grabbed onto Josh's hand, leading him over to the lounge area while Claire turned back to Dylan and Kristen.

Dylan was wearing a Marchesa dress and her red hair was in a wavy side ponytail. Kristen had opted for ruffled pink top and dark wash skinny jeans, and had left her dirty blonde hair down. She said she was using the jeans as an excuse to show off to the LBRs how skinny she was, but Claire knew it was because she had eaten dirt at the last soccer game with the OCD Sirens against the Rodenville Wildcats. There had been a lot of kicking—and not at the ball.

"So, Kuh-laire." Dylan removed the gum from her mouth that she had been chewing for only 15 minutes and put it on some LBRs back as they were walking by. "Are you sure you're really over Cam? Because it's totally okay if your nawt. There's no boyfast anymore."

Claire rolled her blue eyes. "I know there isn't." And she didn't know why she hadn't told the Pretty Committee she had taken Cam back. After all, she was the one who messed with him. But one day when Issac, the Blocks' driver, had driven the girls back to school to pick up Kirsten from soccer practice, Claire had been the one to go out onto the field, because Massie, Dylan, and Alicia were all wearing really spiky heels and the grass was wet. She had to wait by the fence for them to finish up, and Cam had come up to her, sweating from his practice. He said he really wished that Claire would take him back, and something inside her said yes. But this hiding thing wasn't easy. "I just don't like him anymore."

Right behind Dylan was Cam, and he winked his green eye at Claire. She winked back.

"Who are you winking to?" Kristen turned around to find the mysterious flirt, but he had darted off.

Claire stifled a giggle just as Massie was bouncing over. "Hey sis."

Massie didn't reply. Instead, she stuck out her wrist, displaying a beautiful Swarovski watch. "From Dempsey," She said beaming.

"Ehmagawd!" Dylan, Kristen, and Claire exclaimed, fawning over the watch.

"I know, right? We even hung out at the lounge at he put it on me!" Massie gushed, shaking her voluminous hair over her shoulders.

The girls squealed once more and Massie's face lit up, and Claire saw her secretly searching the grounds. Dempsey was showing off his non-existent hip-hop moves to Amy Winehouse's 'Rehab', and since this wasn't a hip-hop song, you can imagine how awkward his dance was. But if Massie was the least bit embarrassed, she didn't show it. Sometimes Claire wished that Massie would just once show her real feelings outside the comfort of her and Claire's bedroom. So everyone would know she's not as scary as she seemed.

"So," Kristen rubbed the tiny, quarter-sized bruise on her wrist, "What are you and Dempsey going to do tonight? I see Alicia and Josh are hanging out by the fountain, and I heard they were kissing a few minutes ago."

Claire knew that Massie knew that Kristen and Dylan wanted to see Massie's reaction. That they wanted her to go ballistic that Alicia would do anything before her. But Claire also knew that Massie wouldn't do anything with Dempsey just because she was jealous if she wasn't ready to kiss him yet. Right? But ever since Claire had became the new Block, and no longer had to worry about things like money, Kristen felt she was alone, and Dylan, having always been the famous one in the group, was worried Massie might kick her out of the PC because she had a better, skinnier friend to be with 24/7. They wanted Massie to get rid of Alicia, so they would have a better chance to get closer to Massie before she dumped them all together.

But Massie just stared blankly into Dylan's green eyes and smiled. "That's cool, then. Hey, I'm going to meet up with you guys later. I want Dempsey to see Daddy before he flies off to L.A." She turned around and strutted towards her boyfriend.