Ahhh! To answer xoJEWEL26... I'm not sure why... haha. I'm not even sure when prom is supposed to be so I just picked a random date close to the end of the school year. And I live somewhere that starts school in February and ends school in mid December and I thought that prom is usually at the end of the school year? Yeah, sorry to everyone who thinks the date is annoying!
Trying Way Too Hard
Unknown Sender: Ignoring my messages won't help you. I'm warning you, the last thing you'll ever see is yourself in the mirror if you don't throw away your prom dress. Now. –Text sent to Alicia's phone, received at 4.30 pm, 01.09.09:
Unknown Sender: Red would be the last colour you see if you don't ditch your dress. Red not only from your dress, but also from your blood. – Text sent to Alicia's phone, received at 4.31 pm, 01.09.09
Unknown Sender: If you would just read your text messages and do what I say, you would have the best prom of anyone's life. But right now, all that's destined for your prom night is a whole lot of bloodshed if you don't ditch the dress. – Text sent to Alicia's phone, received at 4.32 pm, 01.09.09.
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Jakkob's Salon
Seat 4
Wednesday, 23 September
8.55 am
Alicia saw what had happened to Massie's hair and grimaced. Maybe I should take the text messages seriously as well, Alicia though, feeling scared.
She, like Massie, had also gotten a few scary text messages. But it wasn't about Josh or anything. It was about her prom dress.
Alicia had bought the most gorgeous prom dress, maybe even better than Massie's prom dress. It was a slinky red number with a plunging neckline that looked almost sluttish on her growing boobs, but managed not to. The back was low and it zipped up to mid-back. It was the dress of all prom dresses.
And although Massie didn't say so, Alicia could tell that she was jealous of the dress. Maybe even jealous enough to... kill for it?
Flashback...
New York City
Barneys' Changing Room
Tuesday, 1 September
4.15 pm
"Prom is in FOUR WEEKS, Leesh!" Massie screeched from the changing room in Barneys. Barneys had been her last hope of finding THE perfect prom dress. And so far, there had been no luck.
Massie tossed a red slinky dress through the material door at Alicia's C-cupped chest. Alicia caught it just before it could hit the ground.
"Ugh! Leesh, pass me that black one, will you?"Massie poked her head through the material. But Alicia wasn't listening. She was looking at the dress Massie had just rejected.
"Huh. Can I try this on if you don't like it?" Alicia asked.
"Sure. But can you pass me that black one first?"
Alicia nodded and passed Massie a black babydoll dress. She ripped the curtain open to the stall next to Massie's and started to undress. Then, she slipped the dress through her head, feeling the silkiness ripple through her body.
Alicia closed her eyes and turned towards the mirror. What was she doing in a dress that got rejected by Massie Block? If this didn't look good on Massie, then it would look terrible on Alicia.
Alicia opened her eyes and gasped. The dress was perfect for her. It hugged her curves in all the right places and covered her "problem" areas as if they weren't even there. But the best part was that it made her boobs look un-sluttish but still sexy.
"Mass! You have to see this!"
Massie stepped out of her own changing room in a badly fitted black babydoll dress.
"What?" She said grumpily.
Alicia stepped out of her changing room, feeling like a superstar.
"EhmaGAWD Leesh! That's spectacular!" Massie looked happy for her but Alicia could see the envious glint in her eyes. Massie Block never likes being beaten.
Alicia smiled smugly. It felt good.
"Well, let's go then. Just let me change out of this thing and pay for your dress."
As Massie was changing out of the dress, Alicia took the time to take a picture of her in the dress and send it around to the rest of the Pretty Committee. She smiled smugly as she got admiring texts back from her friends.
Dylan: EhmaGAWD! A total 9.5! It makes you look TOH-TALLY slimmin'!
Kristen: I'm totally jealous! That looks hot as!
Claire: Cute dress! You're going to be the envy of the prom!
Alicia was contemplating about whether she should text Josh but decided not to. She wanted to surprise him.
Carefully, she slipped out of the dress and changed into her own clothes. She thrust the curtain open and found Massie waiting for her, impatiently tapping her foot.
"Come AWN! What have you been doing in there? Taking pictures of you in the dress and sending it to the rest of the PC?"
Alicia blushed at Massie's accuracy. But she didn't see Alicia blush since she was already striding towards the cash register.
Alicia placed the dress on the counter and saw the approving look on the salesgirl's face. Massie saw the look as well and sniffed. Alicia saw the envious glint in her eyes reappear.
The salesgirl swiped Alicia's card and folded up the dress. Her hand reached underneath the counter and pulled out a sleek, black Barneys bag. She carefully placed the red dress into the bag and handed it to Alicia with a smile.
"Enjoy your purchase. That's a gorgeous dress you bought."
Alicia grinned back as Massie pulled them both away from the counter.
When they were out of the store, Massie pulled a face at the building. Alicia giggled.
"This store blows," Massie sneered. Then she pulled her phone out to call Isaac to pick the two of them up.
"Are we going home now?" Alicia asked, sounding a bit whiny. "You haven't even found your dress yet!"
Massie nodded. "I've decided I'm going to order my dress from Paris. I'll get Kendra to pick it up for me when she goes on one of her business trips or something. What a waste of an afternoon."
Alicia shrugged, not agreeing or disagreeing with her. She knew that she was feeling bitter because Alicia found the perfect dress before she did. It was like the time Massie found out that Alicia had gotten her period before she did. Massie had made jokes about it the whole week, resulting the whole year to find out about it.
"Come awn. I told Isaac to pick us up at Starbucks so we can go and grab a drink there or something." Massie tugged Alicia's arm, making her nearly drop the precious shopping bag. Alicia huffed, hugging the Barneys bag close to her and allowed herself to be led by Massie Block.
Flashforward
Jakkob's Salon
Seat 4
Wednesday, 23 September
9.00 am
Of course, two weeks later, Massie found the perfect prom dress. It was a full length, purple (of course!) strapless number with a silver belt that would have looked tacky if anyone else had worn it. But on Massie, it had looked absolutely stunning. She had sent the Pretty Committee pictures of her posing in the dress. The other had agreed that it looked really good but Alicia knew that the others thought that her dress had looked better. The others even hinted that Alicia's looked better than Massie's.
Alicia had witnessed what had happened to Massie's hair. She, like the others, was sympathetic but secretly, she was pleased that Massie was put down a notch.
While Jakkob was frantically trying to fix Massie's hair, Alicia was leaning back in her chair, relaxed. Her hairdresser, Meadows, was nearly done with her do and Alicia was happy with what she had done to her hair.
Meadows was putting the finishing touches to her hair when she heard her phone twinkle in her pocket. She fished it out of the pocket of her grey Rock & Republic jeans and glanced at the screen.
1 New Message From: Unknown Sender.
Alicia opened it, a bit scared. This wasn't the first time that she had gotten a text message from an unknown sender. She had deleted them all without reading them.
Alicia was about to delete this one like the rest but her curiosity got the better of her. She clicked it open.
Unknown: You want to go to prom alive? Then you'd better discard your dress. Or you'll be in for one big, explosive, surprise.
Alicia laughed at the absurdity of the text message until she saw the picture attached.
It was the picture that Alicia had taken of her in the dress against the mirror of Barneys about four weeks ago. But it had been altered. The dress was now photoshoped so it looked like it had been put through a fiery accident. Alicia had been altered so she looked, literally, in pieces. Her head looked like it was floating in mid air and her eyes had crosses going across it, like a dead fish. It was absolutely disgusting.
It's gotta be Massie, Alicia thought angrily, she was the only one who was unhappy about the dress looking good on me.
She shook her head. She wasn't going to listen to text message. It was the perfect prom dress and she wasn't going to let it go to waste because of some jealous, probably dateless, loser who was going to stay at home, pigging out while Alicia was at prom, having the best time of her life.
Alicia put her foot down. No way was she going to waste the dress.
She heard her phone tinkle again.
1 Message From: Unknown Sender
Unknown: I knew you were always the stubborn one and the stubborn ones always go first. I'll take the time to say goodbye to you now. It's been nice knowing you and I'll be watching out for the fireworks display you produce ;p
Alicia deleted the message. What fireworks display? Alicia mused. She shrugged it off.
"There. All done." Meadows smiled at Alicia in the mirror. Alicia unglued her eyes from her phone and looked at her hair. It was exactly what she wanted, her lush, dark brown hair down in ringlets and her fringe puffed up with a perfect coiffure. Simple, yet striking.
Alicia gasped at her perfect reflection and smiled. No way was Massie going to beat her now. Not with her hair in that state.
Alicia glanced to her side and gasped, this time in envy. Massie's hair was GORGEOUS. It did not look like hair that had been through an accident. Jakkob had tapered it Jennifer Anniston style so now it was short in the front and long at the back and had give her blond lowlights. It framed her heart shaped face perfectly.
Alicia quickly turned back around in her chair. Her reflection didn't look so perfect this time. It looked just like she was trying way too hard.
Claw smiled. Alicia had finally read one of her text messages and got one hell of a shock.
Claw liked to see people in shock. It almost felt as good as making people's lives a misery.
But not nearly as good as feeling the victim's blood run through my fingers, Claw mused, a smile playing on her face.
The cursor scrolled through the "To-Do" list.
4) Claire
Such a sweet, innocent person, Claw sighed but shrugged it off.
Now, this was going to be fun.
Another chappie done, done and done ;p. Argh, school starting up again and homework is trickling in... so chappies are going to come our slower!! Bear with me D:
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