Westchester Studios
TDG Stage
March 8, 2008
5:46 PM
Massie widened her eyes to Alicia, who slightly elbowed Dylan, who kicked Kristen, who sent back a set of wide eyes to Claire.
Kristen cleared her throat. "Um, yeah. We did. Kind of. Well, not really- ok, really, but not in that sense…"
"Care to explain, Kristen?"
Kristen stared at the ground.
Dylan raised her eyebrow. "Actually, I do."
Massie shot Dylan a panicked 'what-the-hell-are-you-doing' look, but Dylan smirked. Ecstatic that she was about to plant revenge on Skye for doing what she did to the PC in SWaD, and gain Massie's respect and gratitude for while, she riled (really smiled!) and started.
"Actually, when we were going into Grade 8, Skye Hamilton, the alpha of Grade 8 then, wanted to show something special to whoever she thought would be the everlasting alphas a grade below her. She chose the PC, because we'd been alpha's for a very long time at OCD."
Merri-Lee nodded.
"She gave us a key to a special room. Well, kind of. She held a contest to see which group wins the key. In the end, we did. Anyways, the room had everything from Starbucks vending machines to Juicy lip gloss tubes in numerical order. But all those popcorn machines and vanity kits were nuh-thing compared to what Skye had planted when she suspected her boyfriend, Harris Fisher, of cheating on her."
Dylan jumped up and down inside. She knew that these days, Skye and Harris were going out after a long and heated break-up. Harris would be pissed to know – or think – that Skye had done that. Justice. She saw Massie break into a beam once she caught on.
"She showed us an old TV screen that showed an empty classroom in black and white. She told us that this was the classroom that the Briarwood boys met Mr. Loni every fifth period. AKA, ESP. Emotional Sensitivity Powwows. There was a little camera in the Share Bear they used."
"She told us that if we want the room to be officially ours, we had to find dates for this dance she was having. Massie and Claire already had boyfriends. But Alicia, Kristen, and I didn't. We wanted to make it happen naturally, but Skye had ESP in mind."
Dylan figured the lie detector wouldn't catch the lie she made about Skye making them use ESP because she had worded her words right. Merri-Lee nodded her daughter on.
"So we tried to not get to into the ESP stuff, but soon, we figured out Cam had some Summer love named Nikki, and Claire was devastated because she thought they shared everything. She thought Cam was a sweet innocent guy, unlike other boys, but she was wrong. He had secrets."
Dylan glanced at Claire, who was entwining her fingers.
"Then, we found out Derringt- I mean, Derek," Dylan blushed, "had a 'problem' with Massie. It's then when we got pulled into finding out what was going on. We had so much faith in those guys…but they broke our trust." Dylan finished.
The audience was quiet.
"We also found ourselves acting like idiots for those guys." Kristen added softly. "I mean, when watching ESP, I though Griffin loved romance novels, and had a soft side, and he was a real gentle guy. I thought that was the best thing ever. But then, I found out that he was only pulling that romance side of him as an act to score an A in ESP. All those times I was talking to him about love, and The Notebook…he must've thought I was crazy." She giggled.
Claire sighed. "I found that I had to stop putting so much of my heart into Cam, because if he ever decided to do something like that again, it'd dull the pain…but I guess that didn't work," she mumbled.
Merri-Lee shook her head sadly.
"Wow," valgal95 said. "Well, thanks." She hung up.
"Incredible." Merri-Lee smiled proudly. "Now we all know the inside scoop on OCD's alpha's drama!"
The phone started ringing. "I said we had time for one more question…" Merri-Lee sighed. She picked up the phone anyways.
"Hi," a muffled voice spoke out. "OK, two questions for Claire, two for Massie, one for Alicia, and one for Kristen."
Merri-Lee opened her mouth to protest, but the voice interrupted.
"It won't take long. Massie. Tell me, why do you think you're the alpha of our school? It takes all of OCD to make us great, not just you."
The audience 'ooohd'.
Massie's jaw dropped. "Um, who is this?"
"Just answer the question."
"Fine," Massie snapped. "I don't think I'm the alpha-"
Beep, beep, beep!
Merri-Lee giggled. "Lie detector!"
The audience and the voice burst into laughter.
Massie felt like crying right there and then. "OK, let me rephrase that. I know it takes all of OCD to make us great. But I feel like when I decorated the trailers, or made Pia hold the Teen Vogue Uniform contest, and other stuff like that, I added zest and style to OCD. And with Daddy holding all those OCD benefit scholarship fundraisers and stuff, it's like, I put so much work in the school. I deserve some credit."
"Fair enough!" Merri-Lee clapped, and soon got the whole audience clapping too. Massie smiled in relief. She still felt like crying, but in joy.
"Right," the voice mumbled. "OK, second question. Why in the world do you think Dempsey likes you?"
Massie widened her eyes. "OK, now I really want to know who this is!"
No reply.
"I don't think he likes me, I-"
Beep, beep, beep!
Massie groaned. Now D would know she liked him, or obsessed over him, or whatever! She was ruined!
"OK! I think he likes me because he keeps sending me cute emails, is always laughing and smiling around me, helped me out with the trailer makeover fest, and stuff…"
"Cute," the voice said dryly.
"OK, Alicia."
Alicia shifted in her chair.
"Why did you keep it a secret from Massie that you actually liked you cousin, Nina?"
"What?" Alicia yelped.
"Yeah."
"How do you know I like her?"
"Because in the OCD halls, right after calling the cops at our Valentines dance, you told Nina that you were sorry, and that you'd make it all up to her."
Alicia avoided Massie's laser eyes. "Because I knew she'd be mad. End of story." She added, before the voice could ask anymore questions.
"Fine, Kristen. Exactly how long does it take you to change out of the clothes your Mom sees you wear to school into those sluttish stuff you call clothes in Massie's Range Rover?"
Kristen gasped.
Massie's jaw dropped open. Poor Kristen would never be aloud to get out of the house ever again!
"I…I…really…" She stuttered. It wasn't obvious on TV, but Kristen was shaking.
"About five minutes." She whispered.
The voice giggled. "OK, Claire, one: you have another best friend, Layne Abelay. What do you think of her?"
Claire smiled, although wanly, for Kristen. "She's great. She's so crazy, it's enough to put a smile on anyone's face. I love her to death."
"But have you ever thought of ditching her for the PC?"
Claire bit her lip, her mind going back to her first year in Westchester. When she'd wished with all her might that Layne would somehow hate her, so that the PC wouldn't see her talking to such a dork…
"Yeah. But only when the PC kind of hated me. I was wishing that they'd accept me in the group, and Layne was kind of attracting the wrong attention for me…but I'm glad I didn't do anything to change that."
The person was quiet. "Thanks a lot Claire." A sniffle was heard right before the voice finally hung up.
"Layne?" Massie shrieked.
Kristen and Massie clenched their fists, Alicia bared her pearly whites ever so slightly, and Claire widened her eyes.
"Well," Merri-Lee said fake cheerfully. "It's without a doubt that we can say these girls have drama in their lives! This concludes our show for today, but be sure to tune in for tomorrow, 5pm eastern, 6pm western, to see the new stars of the latest teen sensation show, Emily Osment Cody Linley, from Hannah Montanna!"
The audience started cheering loudly, and the theme song for TDG started playing. As soon as the camera man did a loop with his fingers, the girls sprang from their chairs and ran backstage.
"Ahh!" Kristen screamed as soon as she hit the sofa. "I'm dead! Done for! Ruined, smothered in hot oil dead..." Kristen started sobbing.
"Yeah, well, I'm pretty sure Skye will be ready to hunt me alive," Dylan groaned.
"Are you kidding?" Alicia yelled. "You had it so easy! I'm the one who declared boob issues live!"
"You had it easy?" Claire shook her head. "I just found out my boyfriend cheated on me with my best friend! And my other best friend completely hates me!"
Massie shook her head in disbelief. "You're actually worried about that? She completely ruined us!"
"At least she didn't backstab me!" Claire shot back.
"I'm sorry!" Massie pleaded.
"No, you're not!"
"Well, you're not the only one she stabbed," Kristen mumbled from under a pillow.
Massie felt like crying…again. "Listen," she inhaled deeply. "We all kinda got backstabbed form each other. So can we all forgive and forget?"
"I'll forgive you all if Massie does." Dylan said.
"I'll forgive you all if Alicia does." Massie said.
"I'll forgive you all if Claire does." Alicia said.
"I'll forgive you all is Kristen does." Claire sighed.
"I'll forgive you all if Dylan does." Kristen muttered.
The girls stared at each other and then burst in giggles. First soft ones, the harder and harder, until they were rolling around on the couches, and grabbing each others shoulders for support.
"Done," Massie giggled, feeling a genuine 'I love my friends' feeling.
"Done!"
"Done!"
"Done!"
"And done!"
The joined hands, and walked out the back side of the set, immediately finding themselves crowded with friends, fans, haters, and others.
"I hate you!" Screamed a voice in fury, and after fighting through the crowd, Skye Hamilton was right in Dylan's face. Her face was streaked red. "Lies! All lies!"
"Skye," Massie smiled sweetly. "Are you a-"
"I don't even want to deal with your crap, Block." She hissed, then spun on her heels and walked away. Kristen giggled.
"We love you Claire!" Some girls screamed, holding up pictures of her in Us Weekly from the set of Dial L for Loser.
"Alicia!" Someone shouted. The sultry girl spun around.
"Josh!" She blurted.
"Hey," he smiled sweetly. "Are you okay? Because it really was cool of you to admit your insecurities on tv."
Alicia grinned and threw her arms around Josh, inhaling Ralph, missing her enchanting RL room. "I love you!"
Massie smiled. Everything was finally getting okay…except…
They saw Cam speed walking over to Claire, who was oblivious to him, signing some magazines.
"Claire," Kristen muttered.
"What," she replied, not even looking.
"Cam's coming," she whispered.
"What?" Claire spun around, only to see one green eye, and one blue staring intently at her.
"I'm sorry," he began. "I was a jerk, I'm sorry, about the thing with Massie, and Nikki, and the lies, and-"
"Cam." Claire interrupted. "Just leave." She walked ahead, the PC following close behind.
"But-" she could hear him say. But she was through playing second fiddle to Massie Block for everything.
"Block!" Derrick roared. He raced over.
"Rate me!" Massie whispered-yelled, but before any number could shout out, Derrick was right in front of her, looking proud, hurt, and overwhelmed.
"Do you like Dempsey? Do you like Cam or Griffin? Are you mad about the problem from SWaD?"
Massie opened her mouth at the rush of questions. "To be decided, no, and not really."
Derrick frowned, considering the answers. "To be decided?" He asked. "I thought we were the special soap opera couple…" He looked hurt.
Massie tilted her head. "We are." She smiled. "I've decided…no!"
Derrick grinned.
"Now you," Massie kept eye contact. "Are you mad about ESP? Will you forgive me? What about the thing with Cam and Griffin?"
Derrick raised his eyebrow. "Yes, yes, and no."
Massie nodded. Being mad about ESP was scary but understandable. But being able to forgive her tossed 'scary' away. And Cam and Griffin…
"Why aren't you mad about Cam and Griffin?"
"I'm just not," Derrick shrugged.
Massie smiled. "Good," she grinned, leaning in to kiss him.
"Kristen Marie Gregory!" A shrill voice shrieked.
Kristen rushed in fear, finding her Mom, bulged eyes, calling her from the beat up Toyota. "Get in here this instant!"
Kristen felt tears piling in her eyes. She walked toward her Mom, when she felt hands on her back.
Claire ran back to hug her friend. "Good luck," she whispered.
"Thanks," Kristen sobbed.
Massie, Alicia, and Dylan caught up with them.
"We'll be okay," Massie said to nobody in particular.
"We will," Claire nodded.
Kristen gave a watery smile, and leaned in for one more hug from the group.
Things would be okay.
A/N: Yess! I've finally finished an actual story!! This calls for a celebration! R&R, please! Merci to all of you who'd been following Grinded…Live from the start! This is for you! And thanks to you guys who sent in those awesome bday PM's for my bday, loved them! To you, GlancexOnexLastxTime! (OMG, long chapter!)
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