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Westchester Mall-Marc Jacobs

July 29- Saturday

3:00 P.M.

Claire stared at the blonde girl in front of her. "Who are you?"

"Caitlyn Spielman," Caitlyn said, "how do you know Massie and my friends?"

Claire looked at Caitlyn almost in disbelief. "Your friends?"

"Yeah, isn't that what I said?" Caitlyn scoffed, rolling her eyes and looked at Claire as if she was deaf or something.

From that moment on, Claire decided that she hated this Caitlyn girl. Why was she hanging out with her old friends? She looked at Massie, who was looking a bit guilty. Alicia looked like she was bored out of her mind, she was inspecting her nails. Claire looked at Kristen who was the only one that looked happy at the sight of her. Dylan just looked surprised that Claire was standing right in front of her after many years of her absence. And then there was the annoying, weird girl who was staring at her.

"I'm Claire Lyons," Claire said in a cold voice and looked at Caitlyn to see if there was some kind of a reaction. There wasn't any reaction. "the famous actress."

Realization immediately dawned on Caitlyn's face as she smiled and then frowned. "Oh, you're Claire Lyons?"

Claire looked at Caitlyn's unhappy face and glared at her. "Yeah, I am, why? Is it so hard to believe that you're standing in front of a famous actress and talking to her?"

Caitlyn snickered, "No, it's just that you look so much prettier in your movies."

Everyone gasped at the comment Caitlyn had just made. No one dared toinsult Claire.

Claire took the insult and acted as if nothing happened. "Well, you look so much better when you're dead."

Dylan bursted out laughing. Claire smiled, grateful that she still had her friends.

Caitlyn's eyes turned a darker shade of blue and was about to retort something back to Claire, when Massie suddenly interrupted.

"Ok, ok, enough, you guys." Massie said.

"She started it," Caitlyn muttered.

Claire was shocked, what the hell was Caitlyn talking about? She was the one who had started the whole thing. She is such a liar.

"So, what are you doing here?" Kristen asked, "We never expected you would show up here."

"Oh, well since there's this huge writers' strike going on right now, I ah-bviously can't make any new movies." Claire explained, "So, I'm taking a break right now, and I decided to go shopping today."

"Cool," Kristen smiled, "it's so good to see you."

Claire smiled, "It's good to see you too, Kristen."

Meanwhile, Alicia remained silent, pretending to be texting someone on her cell phone.

"Hey, Alicia," Claire tentatively said, "what have you been up to lately?"

Alicia looked up and shrugged, "Nothing much,"

"You're not gossiping anymore?" Claire teased.

Alicia sniffed, "For your information, I have way more gossip points than you. You'll never catch up to me."

Claire's eyes widened in surprise. Why was Alicia being so cold and distant? "Oh, ok, good for you."

Alicia resumed back to "texting".

"Dylan, how much do you weigh now?" Claire asked, "You look so skinny now."

Dylan beamed, "Really? You think so? I lost about 25 pounds now!"

Claire laughed, "Cool, good job."

"Well, I better be going now." Claire said, "My driver is coming to pick me up soon."

"No, wait," Massie said, "why don't you come to my house for the night?"

Claire hesitated and looked at Caitlyn, "I don't know…"

Massie immediately got what Claire was talking about. "Oh, don't worry, Caitlyn won't be there."

"What? I won't!" Caitlyn exclaimed, "Why not?"

Massie waved her dismissively, "Because tonight is our night to catch up on things." She then turned towards Claire, "What do you say?"

Claire smiled, "Ok, I guess I can stay at your house tonight."

Massie clapped her hands excitedly, "Yay, I can't wait."

"Just let me call my driver." Claire said, as she took out her Strawberry LG Chocolate out of her light blue Louis Vuitton purse. "Hello, Sam? Hi, you don't have to pick me up today, because I'm going to stay at my friend's house today for the night, ok? Ok, thanks, bye." Claire put her phone back into her purse and said, "Ok, I'm all set."

"Great, are you done shopping?" Massie asked Claire.

Claire looked around and shrugged, "Yeah, I didn't really see anything that I like."

"Ok, then let's go back to my house now." Massie said, "Caitlyn, I'll see you tomorrow." She started walking towards the exit.

"What?" Caitlyn whined, "Are you just going to leave me here?"

Massie turned around and looked at Caitlyn and smiled, "Yeah, pretty much. Got a problem with that?"

Caitlyn wanted to object, but she knew better than to argue with Massie. She sighed, "No, I'm fine. I'll just call one of my friends to come pick me up."

Massie nodded, "Good, see you later." Massie, Claire, Kristen, Alicia, and Dylan walked out of Marc Jacobs, leaving Caitlyn behind. They walked out of the Westchester Mall and walked towards Massie's Range Rover.

"You still have the Range Rover?" Claire asked, as she climbed into the car.

Massie laughed, "Yeah, I love it, it's been with me since like forever." She started up the car and pulled out of the parking lot.

"So, what's the deal with that Caitlyn girl?" Claire asked, "Did you guys like adopt her or something?"

Massie took a deep breath and looked at the mirror to see Claire. "Kinda, we replaced you with her after you left."

Claire gasped, "You replaced me? How could you do that?"

"It's pretty simple, when someone leaves, another person comes and takes that person's place." Massie snapped.

"Personally, I don't like Caitlyn a lot." Alicia offered her opinion.

"That's because you don't talk to her a lot, and you don't even try to get to know her." Massie scoffed.

"So?" Alicia shrugged, "I still don't like her."

"I think she's ok." Dylan said.

"Yeah, same here, but I think Claire is so much better than Caitlyn." Kristen said.

Claire smiled at Kristen. "So, what I have missed in the last four years?"

Massie sighed, "Oh, a lot. Too much to say right now. We'll tell you later when we get home."

"Ok,"

For the rest of the ride, everyone was silent, lost in their own little minds and thoughts. Claire stared out the window and looked at all the shops and building she was passing by. She remembered all of them exactly the way they were four years ago. Claire sighed contently, it felt good to be home.

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