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A/N: So I guess you people like the story, huh? I guess I'll continue.
Alicia walked up to the Block's front door, and pushed the white doorbell. She heard Bean yapping, as the door opened.
Kendra smiled. "Hi there, Alicia." Alicia gave Kendra a quick once-over. She was wearing a pair of pinstripe bermuda shorts, a Joie ruffled blouse, and a pair of brown flip flops. She was a total ten. A very old, total ten.
Alicia giggled. "Hi, Mrs. Block. Is Massie here, by any chance?"
Kendra frowned, showing her very well hidden wrinkles. "Unfortunately, no, I haven't been able to get a hold of her."
"Oh, well, maybe I'll try her again." Alicia sighed, giving a small wave, before walking away. She fixed her periwinkle beret, so it was gently slanted on her glossy hair. It perfectly matched her gray skinny jeans, her C&C California striped scoop neck, and her black trenchcoat.
"Hmm." Alicia said to herself. She walked out to her family's car, a Lexus fuel-effiecent SUV, and ordered, Jorge, the family driver, to head to the mall. Alicia dialed Massie's cell phone, only to get her voicemail.
"Not here, obviously. If you're an LBR, hang up now. But if your a GLU, or HART, or family, I'm probably shopping. No, I probably am shopping. Leave a message, and maybe I'll call you back." Massie's voice replied.
"Ugh." Alicia rolled her eyes. "Maybe Isaac." She dialed the Block's in-car phone, twirling a piece of black, lucious hair.
"Hu-hu-hu-hullo?" Isaac's voice blabbled.
"Um, Isaac?" Alicia questioned. She held a manicured hand up, signaling Jorge to stop.
"Hehe, whoops-a-daisy, 'scuse me." Isaac burped.
"Isaac, is Massie there?"
"Massie? Massie? Do I know Massie?" Isaac giggled.
"Are you driving?" Alicia begged.
"Um, I don't know. We're mo-mo-mooooooving." Isaac replied, dreamily.
Alicia heard a shrill scream, before the line went dead.
Sorry it's short, but I really want to make you people beg, and wait for it. Beggings equals continuation of story. Continuation of story equals reviews. And reviews equal happiness. And happiness equals... equals... happiness. Okay, whatevs, just review!