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The Clique

Chapter Five

Geoff

Finally! Friday; the day of my awesome party. I'm decorating the house with my brother, Steve. I want to make this party special, since Bridgette is coming.

"Remember to go to the store after school, Geoff. We need more food," Steve reminded me. I nodded.

"Chill, bro. I'll have everything ready on time," I replied as I slung my book bag over my shoulder carelessly. My house was rather large; which made it a good place to throw parties at. I walked out the front door; and started to walk down to school.

As I got to the courtyard of the school; it was filled with people. I was late again; as always. At least the bell didn't ring yet.

I walked inside the school; and headed to my first class. Thank heavens I have my first class with Bridgette; Chemistry too. I found that Bridgette was sitting alone at the table she sat at yesterday.

"Hey, Bridge," I greeted her as smoothly as I could.

"Oh; hi Geoff," Bridgette replied with a smile. I loved her smile.

"So; you're still planning on coming to my party, right?" I asked, my eyes hopefull.

"Yeah; and I'm bringing Courtney and Gwen with me if that's okay," Bridgette added sheepishly.

"Of course; the whole grade's invited!" I informed her.

"The whole grade? Is there going to be enough room?" Bridgette asked, her eyes a little wide.

"Yeah," I replied; trying to keep my cool, "So, where's Gwen?"

"Oh; she's running a little late. She had to run to the store before school for some reason," Bridgette explained.

"Oh," I replied, "So, do you have a boyfriend?"

Bridgette's face flushed a deep shade of red. Did I say something wrong?

"Oh- sorry. Stupid question," I added quickly. Bridgette shook her head.

"No it's alright. I don't have a boyfriend yet," Bridgette replied. I smiled in relief.

"Good," I murmured. Mental forehead smack. Bridgette looked at me like I was crazy.

"Em… okay," Bridgette said, turning away from me when the teacher walked into the room.

How can I be so stupid?

Courtney

"You may have a free period. Talk, do what ever," The teacher said while reading her book, "It's Friday and I've had a long week,"

My eyes were wide. How could a teacher slack off like that?

"Look's like we've got time to talk, princess," Duncan said slyly from behind me, sending chills down my spine.

"Like I'd be seen talking to someone like you," I replied, rolling my eyes. I didn't bother to turn and face him.

"Yeah; you two defiantly don't have the same social status," Noah said from beside me in his know-it-all voice.

"Shut it, bookworm," Duncan growled at Noah. He turned back to me and smirked. "So, you're going to Geoff's party tonight, right?" He asked. I slid my pencil behind my ear.

"I'm going with my friends," I replied sharply.

"I'm going too," Noah pitched in.

"I didn't ask you," Duncan snapped at Noah. He turned back to me again.

"So; are you going to give me another chance?" Duncan asked, winking at me.

"You are such a pig," I murmured, resting my chin in my hand.

"I guess that's a no," Duncan said, "Well, I like a challenge,"

"Psh," I mumbled under my breath, "Then it's a challenge you're going to get,"

"It sounds like you're flirting with me," Duncan said with a smirk, "I like that,"

"It didn't sound like much of a flirt to me," Noah put in.

"Shut it Noah,"

Trent

Geoff took Gwen's spot next to Bridgette, so I took my chance to sit with her.

"Mind if I sit here?" I asked her with a smile. Gwen smiled back.

"Sure," She said in a dreamy voice. She shook her head, and her smile disappeared, "I mean… what ever,"

"So… you're going to Geoff's party?" I asked.

"Yeah, why?" Gwen asked, raising a brow.

"I was wondering… would you like to come with me?" I asked; then added, "As friends I mean,"

"That would be cool," Gwen agreed to my pleasure.

"Cool," I repeated, "I'll pick you up at seven,"

Gwen wrote a few things on a scrap piece of paper, and slid it over to me.

"My address and phone number. You might need them," Gwen informed me. I smiled.

"Cool,"

"If you say cool one more time, I'm going to barf,"

Bridgette

Gwen, Courtney, and I are up in Courtney's room, getting ready for the party right after school.

Courtney was wearing a grey cami and a black sweatshirt jacket. She was also wearing some capris. Her hair was down as usual; but Gwen and I got her to curl it a little.

Gwen was wearing a midnight blue and purple long sleeved shirt, a dark colored jean skirt, and leggings. Her hair was pulled up a little in the back.

I was wearing a sky blue shirt and jean shorts. My hair was tied in the usual ponytail.

"Okay; I'm going home," Gwen announced. I raised a brow at her. "I'm going to the party with Trent, and he's going to pick me up," Courtney and I smiled.

"Have fun, Gwen," I said giving her a pat on the back. Courtney nodded in agreement.

"Mm, thanks guys. I'll see you later," Gwen said as she left Courtney's room.

We sat there in silence until we heard the front door slam.

"Your hair looks good curled, Courtney," I commented. She smiled, running her fingers through her silky mocha hair.

"Thanks; you know, we should do something different with your hair too," Courtney replied, now running her slender, tan fingers through my hair.

"I don't know, Courtney," I started with a frown.

"We can curl your bangs into little ringlet's! That would look good!" Courtney exclaimed, grapping the curling iron. She started to curl my hair. When she was finished, she handed me a mirror.

"It actually looks…," I started, staring at myself in the mirror. I smiled, "Good,"

"Good," Courtney said with a nod; proud of herself, "Now; how far are you and Geoff?"

"What!?" I exclaimed, my face flushed.

"Your relationship? Is it going well so far?" Courtney asked, placing a firm hand on her hip.

"We're doing fine. He does mess up on his wording sometimes though," I admitted, remembering this morning.

"Oh," Courtney said. She sighed, "I'm never going to find a guy of my own,"

"That's because you're so critical of people," I pointed out, "And besides, you and Duncan-"

Courtney groaned, cutting me off. "Yeah right! We'll never be together!" All of the sudden; Courtney's phone started to ring. She sighed. "I'll be right back," She said as she walked down the hall to answer the phone.

I watched her leave in wonder. Why does she avoid things like that?

I sat in silence; the phone call was taking a while. I glanced at myself in the mirror and smiled, pushing some of my curled bangs behind my ear. I hoped Geoff would like it.

Duncan

I changed into a black sweatshirt and baggy jeans; just something simple. I snuck out of the house; and started to walk down to Courtney's place. Computer hacking was a good skill to have…

Courtney's house was the size of a 'normal' house. The whole house was dark; but two lights coming from some of the windows. I raised a brow in wonder.

I walked through the yard to the side of the house; and started to climb the drain pipe to one of the light windows. I peered inside to see Courtney; she was talking on the phone in a office-like room. I noted that she was frowning. I slid down the pipe, glad that I found the right house; but I was a little concerned about the phone call. I climbed up again towards the other light room. I peered inside to see Bridgette, sitting alone.

After a while, Bridgette left the room, going else where. I climbed in through the window. Courtney's room was simple and organized; just as I expected. She had an unpainted wall, a white dresser, a matching desk with a laptop, a grey bedspread on her queen sized bed, and a few black and white pictures on the wall. The floor was a perfectly white carpet.

Before I could get a good look around, I heard footsteps coming towards the room. I quickly jumped back out the window.

I watched as Bridgette walked back to the room and sat on the bed. Courtney's still on the phone? I slid back down the pipe.

I walked through the yard again; and started to ring the doorbell, smirking.

Courtney

"O-okay, Dad. Bye," I slammed the phone down; frowning. Before I could think about what he had said; the doorbell started to ring. 'Who would come to my house at this time of night?' I thought.

I walked to my room. "Bridgette; I'm going to answer the door," I said dully. This is just great; my dad just had to ruin the night for me.

"Kay," Bridgette replied; her eyes showing some concern for me.

I walked down the stairs and opened the door slowly.

My eyes flashed with a little anger to see Duncan standing there; smirking.

"What? How are you… huh?" I stuttered in surprise.

"Missed me, princess?" Duncan asked.

"How did you know where I live!?" I exclaimed.

"Computer hacking; it's a beautiful thing," He replied.

"You hacked into a computer to see where I live!?" I cried.

"Sure, why not?" Duncan said carelessly with a shrug.

"Duncan! That's so-" Before I could finish my sentence; he picked me up off the ground; slinging me over his shoulder. "Duncan! Put me down!" I exclaimed, punching his arm with little effort.

Duncan laughed a little. "Not until you tell me you'll go to Geoff's party with me,"

"What!?" I yelled.

"Courtney! What's-" Bridgette started as she ran downstairs to see what was happening. Her golden colored eyes widened when she saw.

"Put me down!" I commanded. Duncan laughed a little more before setting me back on my feet.

"What do you say?" Duncan asked with a smirk.

I wanted to say no; yet I wanted to say yes as well. What's wrong with me!?

Bridgette

"Not to interrupt; but my mom called. I have to get going," I said to Courtney as she stood there; frozen.

Courtney nodded once at me; she looked like a confused puppy.

I walked back to my house and grabbed the bag I left at home; Courtney and I lived about a walking distance, but it took a while.

"Mom? I need a ride to Geoff's party," I stated, walking into the living room where she was watching TV.

"Sure hun, let me get the keys," My mom said; getting up.

After a few minutes, my mom came back and led me outside to the small car she owned. She got in the front and I got in the passenger seat. She turned the keys, and the car started to vibrate lightly as she pulled out of the driveway.

She stopped at a large house; you could hear the beat of some kind of music from outside.

"Call me when you need to be picked up," My mom said with a smile as I got out of the car, "I can drive Courtney and Gwen home as well if they need a ride,"

"Thanks mom," I said with a smile. I knew my mom could trust me; we were really close, "Bye," I said as her car faded down the road.

I inhaled a deep breath before walking to the door. I pressed my finger against the doorbell. It looked like Geoff lived in a giant mansion.

"Bridge!" Geoff exclaimed happily when he saw me standing on the doorstep, "Come on in!"

"Hey, Geoff," I greeted.

I looked at the inside. It was kind of dark; but lot's of colorful lights were flashing, the music was turned up real loud, there was a huge buffet table filled with food, and people were dancing. Geoff really knew how to start a nice party, yet I felt a little out of place.

"You want something to drink?" He asked; I'm guessing he was going to try flirting with me again.

"Sure,"

Gwen

Trent and I sat at some of the chairs at the side of the room, eating.

"Pretty nice party, huh?" Trent asked. I nodded.

"Geoff can hold a pretty nice party," I said, raising my voice at the loud noises around us, "But I can't help but feel a little out of place. I'm not used to being around so many people,"

"Really? I'll take you out more often then," Trent responded with a hopeful smile.

"I'd like that," I replied, smiling as well.

"Cool," Trent said.

"Please stop saying 'cool'," I stated.

"Right, I'll stop," Trent said with a small laugh. I let out a small laugh as well.

"I wonder where Bridgette and Courtney are?" I wondered out loud.

"You're really tight with those two, aren't you?" Trent pointed out.

"Yeah, Courtney and Bridgette became my friends in the first grade," I replied with a smile as I remembered those days when we were all small.

"So; what's going on between you and Heather?" Trent asked.

"Heather became Courtney's worst enemy in the 6th or 7th grade," I said with a sigh, "But it's a really long story. I might tell you another day,"

"Are you an enemy of Heather's?" Trent asked again. I was getting tired of these questions.

"Of course I am. She's done too many bad things to count," I replied lazily, glancing around for my friends.

"Hey, it looks like Bridgette and Geoff are getting some food," Trent said, pointing in the direction of the buffet. My eyes brightened.

"Okay; I'll go get them," I said, getting up, "You wait here,"

I walked over to Bridgette, who was placing a piece of cheese pizza; ignoring the pepperoni completely. Geoff poured a cup of soda, and handed it to her. They looked sweet together.

"Hey, Bridgette," I greeted. Bridgette smiled.

"Gwen! Hi," Bridgette said, glancing up from her plate, "Where's Trent?"

"He's sitting over there, come on," I replied, leading her over to the small table Trent and I were sitting at. Geoff followed us.

Bridgette, Geoff, and I sat back down with Trent; we were all eating in aqward silence until I noticed something.

"Where's Courtney?" I asked, tilting my head.

"I don't know. That guy, Duncan appeared on her doorstep; but I was just leaving as he got there," Bridgette replied. Trent and Geoff shared a glance.

"So they're alone? I wonder what's going on between them?" I asked.

Bridgette shrugged and took another bite of her pizza.

"So, are you two going to try out for the talent show?"Geoff asked.

"Nah," I replied before taking another bite of my pizza.

"I might sing," Bridgette replied sheepishly.

"That's so cool, Bridge!" Geoff commented, making Bridgette smile.

I shuddered at the word, 'cool'.

"Would you guys stop saying cool!?" I yelled.

Duncan

"Well, are you going to answer me or not?" I asked, getting impatient with her.

"It's a no. Defiantly a no," Courtney replied, her nose in the air.

"Would you stop pretending you don't like me!?" I yelled.

"I'm not pretending," She argued.

"Princess, open your eyes for once," I exclaimed, "Have a little fun!"

"No! I'm fine on my own!" Courtney protested, "Were different! Opposites to be exact!"

"Opposites attract," I said smugly with a smirk.

"Ugh! Would you stop!?" Courtney complained.

"Not until you let me take you to the party," I replied, "I'll be your personal stalker,"

"You're not serious," Courtney stated, placing her hands on her hips.

"I am," I challenged her with a smirk.

Courtney was silent for about a minute.

"I can't, Duncan," She replied with a frown. She walked back inside, slamming the door.

I walked to the side of her house again, and started to climb the drain pipe. I opened her window a crack, and stuck my head inside. Courtney was rummaging through her things, trying to find her bag.

"Hey princess," I said slyly. Courtney jumped in surprise.

"Duncan!" She scolded, "What are you doing!?"

"I'm your personal stalker, remember?" I replied. Courtney groaned.

"Fine, I'll go with you to the party," Courtney gave in, "But it's only because I don't have a ride and I don't want a stalker,"

"Sounds good to me," I replied with a smirk, "Come on princess, we're already late,"

Courtney rolled her eyes. "Let's get this over with,"

I put my arm around her shoulders as I lead her down the street to my house. I was surprised when she didn't push my arm away. I got into my dad's car, Courtney getting into the passenger seat.

With that; I started driving to Geoff's house.

Heather

I sat with Lindsay and Beth at a table. We ate some low-fat snacks before we came so we wouldn't be hungry.

I noted Lindsay eyeing Tyler quickly, and smacked her arm.

"No," I warned her, "You can't date him, remember?"

"Right," Lindsay said; a look of disappointment on her face.

"I don't think Tyler's a looser though," Beth commented, glancing at Tyler. I looked over at Tyler as well to see him waving at Lindsay by the punch bowl. Some people bumped past him; causing him to fall head first into the punch bowl. People around him started to laugh.

"A looser," I decided, rolling my eyes.

I eyed the party carefully. I gritted my teeth when I saw Trent and Gwen sitting at a table together with Geoff and Bridgette.

I had a major crush on Trent since the 8th grade; and I didn't want to loose him to goth girl.

"Lindsay; I need you to do something for me," I stated with a fake smile.

"What?" Lindsay asked perking up instantly.

"Go spill something on Gwen," I commanded.

"Spill something on who?" Lindsay asked. I smacked my forehead.

"Get some punch and spill it on Gwen," I stated, "And make it look like an accident,"

"Okay!" Lindsay agreed, getting up from our table.

Lindsay

I skipped to the punch bowl quickly. I scooped some into a cup; and as I started to turn, I felt something touch my shoulder.

"Hey Lindsay," I heard a voice from behind me. I turned to see Tyler; covered in punch. At least he was wearing red, right?

"Hi Tyler!" I exclaimed with a smile. Out of the corner of my eye; I saw Heather glaring at me, and I winced. "I've got to go do something- I'll talk later,"

"Wha?" Tyler questioned as I walked away to Gwen's table slowly.

I walked by; pretending to slip. I let some of the punch splash Gwen.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry, Greta!" I exclaimed; covering my mouth with my hands in fake shock.

Gwen glared at me; and Bridgette helped Gwen out of her chair in concern.

"Geoff, where's the bathroom?" Bridgette asked instantly.

"Down the hall," Geoff said, pointing. With that; Bridgette led Gwen away.

I skipped back to Heather; who was smirking.

Gwen

Heather's stupid minion, Lindsay had to spill punch on me. To make it worse; it was in front of Trent.

"I wonder if Geoff has any extra shirts," Bridgette wondered. We were sitting in Geoff's bathroom, trying to figure out what to do.

"Ugh; you go. I'll stay here," I mumbled.

Bridgette nodded; and left for about seven slow minutes. She came back with a giant, pink shirt. It looked like one of those oversized summer camp shirts.

"This is all I could find that would suit you," Bridgette said, helping me into the shirt.

"Okay; pink really isn't my thing; but tell Geoff I said thanks," I said with a small smile.

"I'll be sure to do that," Bridgette replied, "Heather is all over Trent; I knew this was a plot,"

"We really need to get back at that witch," I muttered, walking through the door. Bridgette followed quickly.

As I expected, Heather was talking to Trent; her arm around him. Trent looked a little uncomfortable in her arms, so I didn't bother me much.

"I'll let Heather have her fun for now," I stated, walking into the crowd of people dancing. Bridgette nodded; and walked back to the table slowly.

I walked down to Lindsay and Beth's table. "Hey guys, I thought you might like to know that Heather's drowning in the pool," I lied, sending the two girls screaming and running out the back door towards the pool. I let out a small chuckle.

"Gwen!" I twitched.

Courtney

Duncan finally pulled the car into Geoff's driveway. I got out of the car as soon as it stopped.

Duncan ran a little to catch up with me; and threw his arm around my shoulders. I shrugged his arm off, and glanced to the side, trying to ignore the people staring at us.

I walked up to the door; about to ring the doorbell when Duncan just opened the door.

"You can't just walk into someone's house, Duncan! You have to knock first!" I scolded. He rolled his eyes, and knocked on the wall a few times.

"There, I knocked," He muttered.

"You are so immature," I complained.

"You're so immature," Duncan mocked in a small voice, "Come on, princess. Have some fun,"

"I would be having fun if I was with my friends," I stated, looking around at the crowd of people. I couldn't spot Gwen and Bridgette anywhere.

"I'm you're friend," Duncan said smugly.

"No, you're not," I stated. Why wouldn't he leave me alone? Didn't guys like him hate preps?

"You just deny everything, don't you?" Duncan asked.

"I don't like you. What gives you the idea that I do like you?" I hissed, turning so my back would face him.

"I can see it from your face," Duncan replied.

"What kind of answer is that!?" I exclaimed, throwing my arms in the air.

"It's an answer, isn't it?" Duncan asked with a smirk. Our stomach's growled at the same time. "Let's go get some food, princess," He let out a small chuckle. I rolled my eyes; yet I was smiling a little.

"Right," I agreed.

Geoff

Heather shooed me and Bridgette away; which was a little rude if ya ask me. But at least this gives us some time to be together.

"You want to dance, Bridge?" I asked with a hopeful smile. Bridgette smiled back.

"Sure, sounds like fun," She agreed.

We walked to the dance floor; and started to dance slowly.

"So…," I started; trying to think of something smart to say, "What do you like to do in your spare time?"

"Well…," Bridgette started, "Surfing is awesome, and I also like to do community service. I guess you could call me a tree hugger," She rubbed the back of her head sheepishly.

"You're a surfer chick!?" I started, amazed, "Do you enter contests or something?"

"Yeah, I went in a tournament all this summer," Bridgette replied, beaming a little.

"Wow! What place did you get?" I asked, interest showing in my voice.

"I got second," Bridgette answered, "But I'm aiming for first next year,"

"That's great!" I complimented, "I'll come to see you next year-"

"Thanks Geoff, I'd like it if you came," Bridgette exclaimed. I smiled; I wasn't saying anything stupid!

"Your hair looks great!" I started, "It reminds me of a giant banana,"

"What!?"

Gwen

I turned on my heel to see Cody. A pest who's had a crush on me since the 6th grade. I glared.

"Hey Gwen, babe! Wanna dance?" Cody asked, grinning.

"Beat it," I muttered.

"As independent as always, eh?" Cody murmured, still grinning like an idiot, "I haven't seen you around in school lately,"

"And thank heavens for that," I mumbled, trying to avoid him.

"I'll wait for you Gwen," Cody exclaimed before leaving into the crowd of people.

"And I thought I lost him completely," I muttered, returning to the table. Heather was still all over Trent; yet Geoff and Bridgette were missing.

"Heather, get off," Trent moaned.

"Agh, fine. You'll be crawling back to me soon enough," Heather exclaimed, pushing past me.

Trent sighed from relief as I sat down. "Are you okay after what happened?" Trent asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It was just punch," I replied with a smile.

"I'm glad you came; Heather was getting possessive," Trent replied, his green eyes showing some of his emotion.

"That's Heather all right," I agreed, "So I guess you get my point about hating her now?"

"Yeah," Trent said with a nod.

"So… what are you doing this weekend?"

Finished for now- the rest of the party is going to continue in the next chapter. This one turned out to be longer then I expected;

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