A/N: Hey, it's me, Cindy! I love One Direction and one day, I want to be a squid. Okay, fine. It's me, Rachel (keep. calm. and. sparkle). Sarah (Level X) and I have taken over this story (with Cin's permission, of course). Actually, I wrote this whole thing, because Sarah knows nothing about The Clique. So I feel really happy right now because Danielle Bradbery won The Voice, so I decided to update something. This is something, right?

~Rachel

Briarwood-Octavian Country Day School

The Front Lawn

Monday, September 8th

7:43 a.m.

"You guys know the mission, right?" Cassie asked the Glamour Girls one last time. Seeing that no one was answering, she narrowed her light brown eyes and tapped her heel on the ground impatiently. "Well?"

Courtney Cowell, Kayla Wang, and Allison Smitington all nodded simultaneously.

"Formation, girls!" Courtney, Cassie's beta, rushed to stand on the left of Cassie. Kayla, Cassie's gamma, stood to the right of her. And Allison, her delta, stood to the right of Courtney. "We're walking to the beat of 'Love Somebody' by Maroon 5. The chorus."

"A-five, a-six, a-five, six, seh-vun, eight!" Cassie counted, and the girls threw the front doors open.

As they walked in, Cassie felt all eyes on the Glamour Girls. She refused to tear her eyes away from the GG's lockers, but she knew that every girl within a mile radius was staring at them with envy. Which was exactly how she wanted it. As they got closer and closer to their lockers, Cassie felt like something wasn't right.

"Hey, Cassie," a voice whispered in Cassie's ear.

"Ahhhhhh!" Cassie screamed as the mystery person swung open a locker right in her face. She threw her hands up to protect herself, and when she removed them, she saw that the 'mystery person' was none other than Massie Block.

She slowly tugged on her dark brown curls, trying to regain her poise and confidence. "What do you want, May-sie?" she snapped.

Massie raised her eyebrows in a you-did-nawt-just-go-there way. Cassie smirked back that's-why-I-said-it. She knew that Massie couldn't stand being called May-sie.

"It's Massie," she shot back. "As in sassy. And classy. Oh, and also Cassie. Did you forget your own name?"

Cassie rolled her eyes. "I'm pretty sure it's May-sie."

"No, it's Massie." Massie sighed softly. "But I shouldn't waste my time on LBRs like you."

"Takes one to know one."

Ignoring the comment, Massie said, "Anyway, Principal Burns told me to tell you that because of the overcrowding at BOCD, some students will have to share lockers. And guess who you're sharing with?"

Cassie's brown eyes widened. "No," she whispered.

"Yes," Massie said. "Hey, locker buddy! You know, I put in a special request to be your locker buddy. So you should feel thankful that you get to share lockers with the prettiest, coolest, smartest alpha in school. Maybe you could learn a little something from me."

"I'd rather have someone rip my eyeballs out and feed them to me on a plate covered with my blood."

"I could have that arranged, you know."

Cassie decided to ignore that and scanned the locker bank, searching for the rest of the Pretty Committee. "Hey, Massie, where's your little posse that always follows you around?"

"They're in the cafeteria with their boyfriends and Derrington," Massie answered. "Why do you want to know?"

Cassie shrugged. "Oh, no reason. Well, I gotta go. See you, locker buddy." Without waiting for an answer, Cassie and the Glamour Girls took off. They weaved their way through the crowds of students until they finally reached the cafeteria. Before pushing open the double doors, Cassie turned to her friends and whispered, "It's go time."

She pushed open the doors and the smell of fresh produce filled her nostrils. She loved that BOCD had a new Green Cafe, where everyone could eat healthy. Dylan Marvil looked like she really needed it. Whereas every single member of the Glamour Girls had a fit body.

She spotted Derrick Harrington and his little friends immediately, and the Glamour Girls powerwalked over to where they were standing. Cassie noticed that Claire Lyons and Cam Fisher were obviously a couple, and so were Alicia Rivera and Josh Hotz. Dylan Marvil, Kristen Gregory, Kemp Hurley, and Chris Plovert just stood there awkwardly.

"Hey, guys and gals," Cassie said. She gave Derrick one of her signature blinding smiles. He smiled back nervously, and even blushed a little.

"Hey," Derrick said back. He was the only one who answered.

"Hi, everyone," Cassie said, a little louder.

The boys gave Cassie a small wave, the girls glared at her, and then they all returned to their conversations. But Derrick still had his eyes on her. Perfect. Cassie smile-thanked him. "So I'm still new here," she began. "What's Westchester like?"

"It's like the Beverly Hills of New York. You fit right in, actually."

It seemed like all Cassie could do now was smile. "I'm Cassie Burnston."

"Derrick Harrington."

Cassie shifted her attention away from Derrick for a moment. Courtney, Kayla, and Allison were all standing there cluelessly. Talk to them, she mouthed. We're trying, Courtney mouthed back. Cassie sighed. "One sec," she told Derrick. She marched over to her friends and dragged them over to Derrick. "These are my friends, Courtney, Kayla, and Allison."

"These are my friends, Cam, Josh, Kemp, and Chris." At the sound of their names, the boys raced over.

"Hi," they all said.

Courtney just giggled and twirled her hair around her finger in an attempt to flirt with Cam. Kayla and Allison did the same, but it was obvious that it was unnatural. Cassie resisted the urge to facepalm. How could her friends not know a thing about boys? She made a mental note to herself to teach them all she knew about flirting (which was a lot). She also made a mental note to recruit a new clique member, because the GG were out numbed by the PC 5-4. Also, there were five guys, and only four of them.

"Do you guys like Westchester so far?" Derrick asked.

"Yeah, it's great," Cassie said. "Everyone here is just so nice! Especially the boys."

Now it was Courtney, Kayla, and Allison's turn to raise their eyebrows at Cassie. Obvious much? Kayla mouthed. Like you weren't, Cassie mouthed back.

"I think I like this school a lot better since you guys arrived," Derrick said.

Cassie smirked on the outside, but on the inside, she was bursting with happiness. Massie Block is going down.

Briarwood-Octavian Country Day School

The New Green Cafe

Monday, September 8th

12:06 P.M.

Alicia had just finished her daily news broadcast, and was making her way to Table 3, where the PC was now sitting. She absolutely hated the fact that they had to sit with Olivia, Strawberry, and Kori. Massie saw her and immediately waved her over. Once Alicia was settled in her seat, she said, "I have gossip."

"How many points?" Massie asked.

"At least 50." Alicia looked to Massie for her approval. Massie nodded, so she continued. "As I was preparing for the broadcast, I saw something. In the files for tomorrow's announcements."

"You snooped?" Claire interrupted.

"It was nawt snooping. I was going to see it tomorrow anyway. All I did was look at it in advance. Anyway, because of the overpopulation of students, tomorrow, Tables 1-10 are going to be moved to these 'overflow trailers.'"

"What?" Massie screeched. "You can't be serious! We're at Table 3."

"Yeah, I think I noticed that. So what are we going to do?"

"The Glamour Girls." Massie snapped her fingers. "Get them to switch places with us."

"How?"

Massie winked. "Don't worry. I already made a plan with Derrington. Speaking of Derrington, here he comes!" Sure enough, Derrick and the rest of their boys were making their way towards Table 3. As soon as Derrington sat down, Massie had a million questions for him. "Did you do what I asked you to? What did she say? Did she buy it?"

"Whoa, slow down there Block," Derrington said. "I flirted with her like you told me to. I'm pretty sure she was convinced, since she had this really goofy look on her face all through first period."

"Yay!" Massie cheered. "Mission accomplished. Now can you go convince her to switch to Table 3? Tell her that you and the rest of the guys want them to move to this table so you can be together."

"Do I have to?" Derrington whined.

Massie made a puppy-dog face. "Please? For me, boyfriend."

Derrington grinned. "Okay, I'm going. Guys, we're going to Table 18 to talk to Cassie and the rest of the Glamour Girls."

"Thanks, boyfriend," Massie said.

Once Derrington was gone, Alicia asked, "So do I get the gossip points?"

"Yup."

"Great!" Alicia said. "The Glamour Girls are going down."

A few minutes later, Derrington came back, panting and out of breath. "She agreed. The Glamour Girls are going down."

"Done." Massie smirked.

"Done," Alicia added.

"And done," Claire, Dylan, and Kristen said together.

Sorry if the end is rushed, I wanted to finish this today. Review?