"Hey Massie, do you like Diet Coke?" Elle asked, holding two bottles in her hand.

Massie grinned and snatched the bottle of soda, chugging the aspritame filled concoction. "I lurve diet coke!"

The two girls laughed as the car made its way through the streets.

"Elle, how'd you like to sleep over tomorrow night?" Massie asked, giving her infamous smile with her eyebrows raised.

"Hm, I have a date with my super gorge boyfriend at noon, but I could get to your house about 3:00, how does that sound?" Elle asked, as she played with her palm pilot.

Massie grabbed her palm pilot from her purse (the only technological device left from her parents thieving) and emailed Elle on her device. They emailed each other making fun of the weird kids at school and the bald butler that drove the car.

Massie felt if was way too soon that she had to leave the car to go to her boring old mansion.

"Bye Elle! Thanks a lot!" Massie screamed as she opened the front door.

"Your welcome, no biggie!" Elle gave her a thumbs up sign as she signaled the driver to leave.

If only Elle knew, Massie wasn't just saying thank you for the ride, she was thanking her for becoming her new best friend, I mean- who wouldn't want to be Massie's best friend?

Massie grinned from ear to ear, it was the first one in a long time. She stepped in the house, and felt a nice warm breeze blow into her face. She was almost blinded from the bright lights that filled the house. Massie took off her shoes and tiptoed into the kitchen to sneak a snack before dinner. Little did she know that her parents were already in there, having a very intense conversation.

"We have to protect Massie for as long as we can!" Her mothers voice said sternly.

"She should know, for the sake of this house and everything we own! Massie is old enough to know the truth." Mr. Block said. Massie could hear her fathers designer penny loafer shoes squeak as he paced the kitchen floor.

"I just think it could break her heart..." Mrs. Block began. Suddenly, Massie lost control of her socks on the slippery floor, and dove head first into the kitchen. Her two flabberghasted parents watched her slide and collide head first into the island counter top in the middle of the room.

"Shit, that really hurt!" Massie muttered as she gradually got up from the floor.

"Kendra, go get her the first aid kit, she's bleeding a lot!" Mr. Block yelled as he rushed to his daughter.

Massie grumbled and muttered random phrases and words as her father picked her up and put her on a love seat in the living room. Around this time, she lost consciousness.

talk about intense!! haha i'll write more later, my brother has to get on the computer.

by the way, aspartame is a fake sugar in diet drinks and in sugar free foods that was animal tested and caused cancer after many doses. bad aspratame.