The Westchester Mall
Nordstrom Lounge
Monday, November 24th
4:16 PM
Kristen Gregory was in the Nordstrom Lounge, deciding whether or not to pee. It was a very time consuming conflict in her subconscious mind; to pee? Or not to pee? If she did, she could possibly lose time on going into Juicy and Neimans, but if she didn't, then she could go to Burberry and work her way around clockwise…
She looked in the mirror to admire her outfit. Her new money had bought her an entire designer wardrobe, salon-glued extensions, and about 200 worth of lip gloss. She was wearing dark wash Seven skinny's, a white C&C tank, a Juicy terry short-sleeved zip-up, and Tory Burch. Her blonde extensions were curled, and she was wearing DiorShow mascara and liner.
Massie would have been proud.
In the end, Kristen decided to go to Abercrombie and Fitch, for old times sake. She slid on her new D&G shades (which, she considered, were more of a 'neccessity' than an 'accessory.') and walked across the mall with a Massie-inspired strut that said 'Why yes, I am popular, confident, rich, and I have style.'
Ugh, she thought. I can't believe I actually thought this stuff was cute—
She tripped over a display mannequin, sending her bags flying and toppling on top of an extremely hot guy.
"Ehmagawd!" she screamed. "I'm so sorry!" She got off of his chest and giggled flirtatiously.
He laughed. "It's fine. You okay?" He got up and brushed off his shirt.
"Yeah, thanks." She studied him. He was totally gorgeous…and familiar. He had dark brown hair, and piercing blue eyes. "So… do I know you?"
"I'm Ryan Burns. I go to BOCD."
"Ehmagawd, same! I'm Kristen Gregory," she said.
"The captain of the Sirens?"
"Yeah," she blushed. She then pretended that her phone rang. "Yeah? Ugh. Okay, fine. I'll be right there." She hung up. "Sorry, I have to go. Parents." She grinned and rolled her eyes.
"Can I have your number?" He asked.
"Sure." She scribbled down her digits in the sexiest handwriting she could do and handed it to him.
"Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow," he grinned and walked out of the store, leaving Kristen very, very pleased with herself.
BOCD
The Halls
Tuesday, November 25th
8:07 AM
Claire was having issues with her locker again. With an armful of books and binders, turning the dial on her lock was proving difficult on a Tuesday morning.
"Hey, sunshine," a voice whispered in her ear.
She turned, and there was Cam Fisher, leaning up against the locker in his signature leather jacket.
"Hey!" Claire reached over to hug him, but absentmindedly dropped her books in the process.
"So…" Cam said, but Claire was too busy picking up her books.
He cleared his throat again. "Ah-hem!" No such luck. Claire was still struggling to open her locker.
"Claire!" he shouted.
"Sorry," she mumbled. With a click of her lock, she yelped. "You don't know how long I've been trying to do that," she sighed with relief. "Did you say something?"
"Yeah," Cam said, shyly stuffing his hands in his pockets. "I wanted to know if you wanted to grab something to eat tonight around Eight-ish?"
"Sure. Sounds fun. See you then." Claire concentrated on her books again. When Cam turned to leave, she sighed with relief.
Last night on AIM, she got an IM from Josh. Asking her about…stuff. Stuff about her and Cam. Normally Claire didn't have a problem with Josh, but last night it was just…weird.
She wasn't sure. She just didn't know.
BOCD
New Green Café
Tuesday, November 25th
11:47 AM
"And then he totally asked me for my number!" gushed Kristen about her encounter with Ryan, who she made sound like the Hawttie of all Gawd's Hawtties.
"Yeah? Well Josh totally made out with me on yesterday," Alicia bragged.
"Aren't you guys broken up?" asked Claire, warily.
"Yeah. But he so wants me."
Massie rolled her eyes. "Has anyone seen Dyl lately?"
Kristen shook her head. "Me and Claire went to look for her yesterday, but we didn't find her."
Massie made a mental note to call her after school and see what was up.
"Ehmagawd!" exclaimed Kristen. "That's him!" She pointed towards the Sushi Line in the Café to a hawt guy with brown hair and piercing blue eyes.
The PC gushed over how hot he was.
"I'm gonna go for him," announced Kristen.
"Ah-proved!" replied Massie. "Any opposed?" She paused. "Motion carried." She grinned. Maybe, just maybe, if everyone in the PC had HART boyfriends, then that would give them their alpha status back.
Of course, they'd have to find HARTs first.
0O0O0O0O0O0O0O
"Hey, are you Alicia Rivera?"
Alicia looked up from her phone. She had just applied a new coat of gloss and glamorously answered, "Why, yes. Yes I am." She grinned.
It was the hawt/HART sevii she was checking out earlier that week. "You're the BOCD announcer, yeah?" he asked.
"Mhmm." She acted blasé, acting as if it was not big deal, even though being the BOCD anchorwoman totally was.
"You're really hot." He told her, while looking straight at her C-cups.
She blushed and crossed her arms over her chest. "Thanks. And… you are?"
"Jake. Jake Castey." He shoved his hands in his pockets and looked down.
"You're cute," Alicia said. "We should hang out sometime."
"Seriously? Damn."
"Here's my number," Alicia wrote down her number on an 'A' post it.
Jake took it from her, his emerald green eyes peeking out from his dark blonde locks. "I'll call you," he grinned. He was cute. Not boyfriend material, but like a mini-Derrington with green eyes.
"I'll plan on it." Alicia winked at him as he walked away. Suddenly she got a text.
MASSIE: DONT EVN THNK ABT IT.
ALICIA: Y?
MASSIE: 7 GRADER. MAJOR STATUS COMPROMISE IF U GO 4 IT.
ALICIA: BUT U SED WE NEEDED HARTS ASAP.
MASSIE: WELL TALK L8R.
Alicia rolled her eyes. Sometimes it was so easy to get fed up with Massie.
MASSIE: DON'T 4GET MEETING GLU 2DAY
ALICIA: K.
So what'd you think? Long chappie. Like, 1,000 words! Also… I could have SWORN that Derrick's name was spelt 'Derrick' but in the books I checked and it's Derek. (which I personally like better, but w/e) Anyways… WHICH IS IT??
--R&R!!