A/N: hey guys I think I have to change the rating to something else. Maybe M, cause they cuss each other out ah-lot. Its just part of Claire getting all over-confident. Sorry I haven't been updating very much, by the way. Oh, and I think I forgot my disclaimer cuz I'm a total bubblehead… for now.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Clique. Several people in my story are based off of real people, and have the same names as in reality. (Hi, Emily!!!) Their personalities are, of course, twisted to fit the story. I do not own these people, either.
I'm not into the whole slave labor thing, you know?
The Block Estate
Massie's suite
10:00 PM December 11th
Dylan's goodbye party was that Sunday, her last night in Westchester. It had been hosted at Alicia's house. All the Pretty Committee girls wore black, floor length dresses (chiffon over satin) with a red rose pinned to the dresses' necklines. The size of the roses was the only difference other than the necklines. Claire's was a thick-strapped halter, Massie's was strapless, Alicia's was spaghetti strap, Dylan's was spaghetti strap with Spanish ruffles, and Kristen's was v-neck with short sleeves. Each girl wore a silver Tiffany bracelet with a heart charm attached to the clasp (Massie's surprise gift). On the front, the charm read the standard "Please Return To: Tiffany & Co." but Massie had personalized the back. Now it read " The Pretty Committee Is Forever" in script, with each girl's name written below it. Of course, Massie knew her Christmas prezzies would beat the crap out of these simple trinkets.
"We look like the Gothic Committee," Dylan murmured, a slight smile on her face.
"Kinda," Kristen whispered.
"Not flattering. Black adds 10 pounds!!!!!" Dylan pouted.
"Dyl, that's the camera. Black is slimming." Kristen smirked.
"Well, ya know what?" Dylan said.
"What?"
"Shoes!" Dylan said, having just watched the YouTube video before the party. "Ohmigawd, shoes!"
Kristen cracked up. Dylan had gotten the voice just right; that was why it was so hilarious. She turned to the others, to see why they were so quiet. She rolled her eyes at what she saw.
"Puh-thetic."
Claire was crying, and Alicia was biting her lip. She looked like she was about to follow Claire. Massie was rolling her eyes. Massie thought Claire looked pathetic, but for once she understood.
That had been at eight o'clock, the "Parental Party Hour" as Massie called it. Now it was 10 o'clock, and the girls were sitting around in Massie's bedroom, listening to 'Anthem of our Dying Day' by Story of The Year.
"Stars will cry,
the blackest tears tonight,
and this is the moment that I live for.
I can smell the ocean air.
And here I am,
pouring my heart onto these rooftops.
Just a ghost the world,
That's exactly
exactly what I need."
Suddenly, Massie stood. "Oh my gawd I can't take it!!!" she screamed. "Stop sulking!!!"
The others stared at her in shock. "What the fuck?" Alicia screeched. "Massie, chill."
"Ugh, I'm sorry. But we're so gonna see each other, and I'm sorry, but I just can't effing take it!" Massie frowned.
"Why nawt? What else can we do?" Dylan sulked some more.
Massie's frown slowly became a smirk. The smirk evolved into a smile, which finally became full-out laughter.
"What? What are you laughing about?" Kristen snapped. Her aqua eyes were narrowed with suspicion.
"Wellllllllll, we could go out clubbing in fabulous dresses," Massie said slowly.
"Clubbing?!" screeched the girls.
"Massie, we're twelve," Claire said, laughing.
"Kuh-laire, it's called Glam." Massie responded.
"What's being fabulous have to do with anything?" Alicia asked, laughing.
"Everything," Massie replied, "when that's the club's name."
"Massie! I just told you, we are TWELVE! We can't go clubbing yet, dumbass!" Claire yelled.
Meanwhile, Alicia and Kristen were watching from Massie's bed. The girls sat in silence watching the others talk. "I really like New Claire," Alicia said, laughing.
"Really? She kinda scares me," Kristen whispered, eyes round as she watched the formerly shy girl scream at Massie.
"From up here, the city lights burn
like a thousand miles of fire.And I'm here to sing this anthem,
of our dying day.
For a second I wish the tidewill swallow every inch of the city.
As you gasp for air tonight
I'd scream this song right in your faceif you were here.
Swear I won't miss a beat
cause I never,
never have before."
"Sorry, guys, I so didn't think Kuh-laire would yell at me." Massie laughed.
"I didn't think you'd bitchslap me." Claire replied, rubbing her face.
All five girls started laughing at the memory. Claire's mouth had hung open in shock. Massie had smirked at her success.
"Sorry, Claire, I just needed you to shut up."
After Massie explained her joke, she presented the girls with fabulous dresses to wear. Each one had a fitted bodice and soft, flowing skirt. A cluster of diamonds formed an open rose (like when your looking down at a full rose and see all the petals and stuff from above) for their pins, which were fastened near their necklines, and had a different precious stone at the very center. The dresses were made from bright, jewel-toned satin.
For Dylan, there was an emerald green dress. It was a glamorous, ultra-slimming thick strapped halter. It flowed around her softly, the green almost the same as her eyes. The pin had a large diamond in the middle, glowing like white fire. It took Dylan moments to put it on in Massie's bathroom. She came out of the bathroom and smiled. She walked to the middle of the room, and spun.
"Congrats, you're a 9.2,"Massie declared.
"9.3,"Kristen said.
"9. Put your hair up, and you'll get up to a nine-point-five." Alicia offered.
"9.3 because I love the dress but Alicia's right, you need to put your hair up." Claire nodded.
"Ex-cuse me? Who asked you?" Dylan snapped.
"Hey. Leave her alone. She said she likes it, and that's enough for me." Massie raised a perfectly waxed eyebrow warningly.
Dylan rolled her eyes and shot a what-the-fuck look at Kristen. Kristen shrugged in response. Dylan turned to Alicia, who shrugged like Kristen had. Why is Massie siding with Claire? Dylan was puzzled.
"Leesh, what about your dress? Watcha think?" Massie asked abruptly.
Alicia scanned it quickly. A strapless teal dress sat there, glowing softly. The pin had a large chunk of turquoise in its center, which looked fabulous. Alicia slid it on, then tugged out a gold shrug from her black quilted Chanel tote. A TokiDoki "quee" key chain hung from the zipper. The standing-upright dog thing was TokiDoki's signature. The glam touch added a major dose of true Alicia style to the dress, as it was Ralph Lauren (duh). Alicia took the pin off of her dress and used it to fasten the shrug.
"I double-heart it, Mass!!! What about you guys?" Alicia beamed with pride.
"9.7," Massie said quickly.
"9.6. Need a bracelet or something. Here." Dylan tugged out the Tiffany's bracelet Massie had given to Alicia. "All better!" Dylan's voice was childlike, the smile on her face like that of an infant, but also mocking. The girls knew she was just being sarcastic.
"You are so retarded," Kristen laughed.
And so on. Kristen's dress was gold satin and had spaghetti-straps. The pin (onyx in the middle) was stuck in the middle of the dress's straight-across neckline.
"9.8, it's totally gorgeous on you!" Massie smiled with pride.
Claire's dress was royal blue, with thin lace straps (like on an Abercrombie cami) that had silver threads winding through. Her pin, which had aquamarine in the center, was fastened on the base of one of the straps.
"9.5, cause the lace looks funny with your pale skin…"Massie tipped her head to the side, examining her design. "Oops."
Then Massie stood, beaming. "My turn!" she announced and disappeared into her bathroom.
When she emerged, she was dressed in purple silk with gold chiffon ruffles peeking out of the bottom. The halter straps were braided and tied into a bow at the back. Her pin (The neck was extremely low-cut, but didn't look trashy at all somehow. Maybe it was the Alpha Magic all queens have.
"Ten…" whispered Alicia.
"Awww, thanks!" Massie beamed with pride.
"No prob. Can we go now?" Alicia asked.
"What?" Massie cocked her head to the side.
"Clubbing."
"Oh, yeah, I forgot…" Massie dug around in her black beaded Guess? purse and pulled out five VIP Passes to Glamour.
"Ooooh!!!" The girls gasped.
"I've never been VIP anything!" Claire whispered, eyes wide.
"Well, let's go!" Massie said quickly. She didn't want the other girls tearing Claire apart from her insecurities.
"YAAAAH!!!!" the others cheered.
Crisis averted.