Massie sighs looking down at her first day of high school outfit that she and her friends have been complaining about throughout the summer. The absolute worse part of WestPrep was going to be the uniforms, without question. At least they're tasteful, being Ralph Lauren polos and Catherine Malandrino pleated miniskirts. Although thankfully they still have the freedom to choose the shoes they wear and Massie decided to wear her Louboutin pumps with her sheer stockings. She tapped her foot, simultaneously playing with her new David Yurman bracelet her parents gave her last night as a present for high school. It wasn't the same as her old charm bracelet, but it was more mature.
The car in their long driveway honks loudly, signaling for Massie to get her butt down in the car. After a final glance in the mirror she rolls her eyes and grabs her Versace backpack bouncing down the stairs. "Bye mom! Bye dad!" She calls on the way out. She slides into the backseat of the Range Rover and Isaac whisks her off to her friends' houses. Alicia was of course wearing the same ensemble as Massie, but instead paired her uniform with her red Stuart Weitzman flats, her brunette hair cascading beautiful curls over her shoulders that bounced when she walked.
Massie felt the pang of jealousy as she silently wishes she would have taken the extra time to curl her silky hair instead of just straightening it. "Hola chica" Alicia giggles jumping in the car next to her friend. "Puh-lease tell me you aren't going to be doing this again. You know how aggravating it is when you come back from summer break all Spanglish" Massie rolls her eyes adjusting her collar. "Just a little bit. Promise I won't overdo it though" Alicia holds out her pinky for a promise, which Massie ignores. What did she think this was? 7th grade?
As they pull up to Kristen's apartment, she skips to the car wearing her tinted pink Prada shoes, her hair in a perfectly messy bun. The only downfall to her appearance being her carrying the dirty soccer ball under her arm. Dylan, who stayed over with Kris last night because her mom refuses to leave Dylan home alone when she's working in the city, following behind the over excited blonde. Her small Ferragamo heels stalking impatiently towards the car, her bright red hair blowing behind her tousled purposely to give off the wet look. "Hey ladies. Do you hate these uniforms as much as I do?" grumbled Dylan pulling the door shut behind her. "Ah-greed" Alicia chimes not looking up from her blackberry.
Kristen shrugs tossing the ball from hand to hand "I don't really care, I wear a uniform for soccer so it's not much different. Don't you have a uniform for dance Leesh?" Kristen raises an eyebrow questioningly "Point" Dylan giggles, stealing Alicia's signature phrase. "So where's Cuh-laire?" Alicia asks finally glancing up from the screen of her phone. "Her mom said she had an appointment early so she would just be bringing her after" Massie shrugs as the car pulls into the parking lot where students were beginning to file into the school. "Thanks Isaac" Massie says shutting the door and turning back to her friends, who are staring in awe at the huge school in front of them.
"Do NAWT gawk. It makes you look like you've never seen a school before." She scolds quietly to her friends, who instantly transform to looking as though they could care less. Perfect. Massie rolls her eyes huffing quietly checking the time on her blackberry. 7:48. they had two minutes to make an entrance. No scratch that, THEE entrance. The girls all fixed their hair, straightened their outfits, took a deep breath, and begin their first of many walks into their new home for the next 4 years. As the PC walked through the huge wooden doors and down the long hallway to where the freshman lockers were, it didn't seem like any of them took a breath the entire time.
"That was brutal" Alicia gasped, finally inhaling as she spun the dial on her locker door. "I know, this place is beyond intimidating" Kristen groans sinking to the floor with her ball to open her bottom locker. "Plus, what we wore was what made us stand out, now we're just all the same" Dylan whines pulling the books she needs for her first half of school. "Can you all puh-lease stop complaining. My gawd. It's like you don't even remember who you are! This is the Pretty Committee speaking HUH-LOW! Can anyone with any sense hear me?" Massie stomps her foot, completely pissed at how her girls are acting. Who were these girls and what had they done with her friends? Unbelievable. "If any of you happen to run into MY Pretty Committee hanging around somewhere can you please let them know Massie will hopefully see them at lunch? Thanks" With that, she spins on her heel and heads for her homeroom at the end of the hallway.
Although current events isn't the first class she wants to have of the day, she knows it'll be an easy class because Skye already told her that all they do is look though newspapers and stuff. As she sits down at the table, Massie's mind is still reeling over the girls being such crybabies today and for what? Because they're a little intimidated of high school? They are going to have to get over it if they are going to take charge of this freshman class that had AT LEAST double what her OCD class had in it last year. A small tap on the shoulder draws Massie out from her cloud of annoyance. "What?" She jumps, head whipping over to see a cute boy, no scratch that, HOT boy sitting next to her smirking.
"Uh, hi" Massie stutters shaking her head slightly taking is all of his gorgeous details. His very tanned skin that contrast beautifully against his light blue eyes and shaggy blond hair. "Hi" He continues to smirk at her. She quickly breaks herself from his trance once she realizes it's now her turn to talk. "My name's—" "May-see Block?" the teacher calls from the front of the room. Massie's hand shoots up, indicating that she's here "It's pronounced Mah-see" she smiles sweetly as the teacher just nods, hardly acknowledging her. "Massie huh? That's an interesting name" He smiles equally as beautifully almost causing her to forget to breath "Yeah, everyone mispronounces though" Massie playfully rolls her eyes playing with the dark purple streak now permanently residing in her brunette mane. "Is that purple in your hair? Didn't you know that unnatural hair colors were strictly forbidden at this school?" the boy raises an eyebrow, reaching out and twirling the purple streak in her hair.
Massie for once is at a loss for words. Was her streak really against the rules at WestPrep? What was she going to do? "Uh, no I didn't" She stammers. Most likely sensing her alarm the boy chuckles softly pulling back away from her "I wouldn't worry about it too much. They don't really inforce that rule too much. When the guy turns back around, Massie sees why he made such a fuss about her purple hair. There on the other side of his head, was a dark blue lock of hair. "Hey you have—" She stammers, quickly silenced when he raises a finger to his lip indicating it's time to be quiet because class has started. Through the class Massie has no idea what they talked about because all she could think about was the fact that this guy was a foot away from her and she had no clue what to do.
When the bell rings to signal class ending everyone jumps up to leave "Hey wait!" Massie calls grabbing his shoulder before he can leave. "Yes ma'am?" He smiles towards her almost making her forget what she was going to ask. "Your name. You never told me your name" She says as confidently and flirtatiously as possible for someone who is almost stunned by the boy in front of her. He chuckles softly gathering all his books into his arms. "Malik" the guy answers simply before turning and leaving Massie as awestruck as her friends were this morning before school. So this is what that feels like.
