The Limo

Backseat

11:00 AM, December 17th

"We what?!" Alicia screeched again, after a brief pause. "NFW, and we didn't get to see her! Ugh what a time to visit Dy-" Massie elbowed Alicia in the stomach "-er, the dentist! What a time to visit the dentist."

By now all the girls, even Claire, we mouthing, "What? What did we miss? Speak!"

Alicia waved her hand, demanding silence. She glared at them as she listened to whoever was on the phone with her. "Oh…uh-huh…thanks, Carly. I'll tell the girls. Uh-huh, yes, I'll tell them it was you…um, Carly? Chill. I don't think they're gonna be all for adopting my sources…Cause that would be like replacing me, which I don't want…Kay, bye Carly. Laytah." Alicia hung up. She dropped her Razr in her Juicy Couture bowler bag and grinned at her girls. "Guess whaaaaat?" she sing-songed.

"WHAT?!" the others screamed back.

"OCD HAS A NEW GIRL!!!"

"NFW!" Massie beamed and high-fived Alicia.

The others wrinkled their freshly waxed eyebrows (Massie practically had to strap Claire to the chair in Svetlana's tiny waxing room so she wouldn't run away from the tiny strips of wax.) in confusion. "Huh?" Claire said.

"NFW. No effing way!" Massie said, laughing at them playfully. "Come awn, keep up girls!"

The rest of the girls giggled as Massie added, "Even Alicia knew that before you did!"

Alicia shoved Massie playfully. "Puh-lease. It's nawt like I'm the idiot of the group, Miss I-thought-Alicia-had-speakers-in-her-butt-'cause-her-phone-was-in-her-pocket!"

The girls cracked up all over again. Bean barked at them from her spot in Massie's pink leather Juicy dog carrier. (The airport security never had a clue!) The driver had rolled down the one-way divider (the girls could see him but he couldn't see OR hear them!) and was saying, "Ladies, we're here. Are you getting out?"

They looked around and realized that the car was now parked in the circular driveway of a large mansion. A fountain was on their left, and on their right was a spectacular mansion. It was painted a deep orange-y yellow that was surprisingly pretty. The windows had boxes made of black iron that was curled into a thin, lacey pattern. These window boxes held gorgeous flowers in pinks and purples. There were big, lush plants all around the house that reminded Massie of the plants in Hawaii because they looked so…tropical. Beside the house was large Maple tree and a charming lawn. It looked to be about three stories, plus what looked like an attic.

Massie grinned. "Yup," she said to the driver as she slapped a twenty into his wrinkled palm. The man in the front passenger seat was outside the car already, unloading their luggage. Massie slapped a twenty in his palm too and grabbed her luggage. The Pretty Committee grabbed theirs too and they all walked towards the front door of the mansion.

Dylan was only a few steps away…