Thank you everyone who is a reviewer and a reader! I love you, haha. Sorry for such the long wait- I'm so busy! School starts in a while (EEEEEEEEEEEEEK! ONE WEEK FROM TOMORROW!) and I'm totally nervous! I know some upperclassmen from soccer (which btw, is everyday) so yeah. And my dad's making me run three miles a day! So yeah, I'm a little busy. I'll try and update later today (because I know you all will be DYING for the next chapter after you read this!)
BlondeMysteryChick: You're welcome, (: and yay! That's exactly what I was going for, haha.
maplexsyrup: Yupp! So there's sort of a ruling five clique. And depending on who you follow, it'll make or break you, haha. And oops! You're right, thanks for catching that. Sometimes I'm great at remembering stuff, sometimes not, haha!
Lolgirl: Uppppppppdating! Haha. And Blair is just some random person I made up to date Kristen, hehe. I didn't really want to turn someone else from the books lesbian (like Kori or Strawberry) so I just made up some random person! (: Randomnoticty is AWESOME. lol.
Friday, September 10, 2038
7:00 P.M.
New Block Estate
Dining Room
Brooklyn raised her knife and sliced her chicken. The seasoning sauce rolled down the cut and onto her plate. Without thinking, she swiped a finger through it and raised it to her lips.
"Ew!"
Brooklyn ducked her head in embarrassment.
Ollie was sitting at the head of the table, glaring at them. When she noticed Brooklyn with her head down she rolled her eyes. "So. Gross."
"Oh, shut up!" Laurie shot back. "Not even you could have perfect table manners."
Brooklyn smiled at the skater.
"And don't think I'm standing up for you, mute."
The smile disappeared with a scowl.
Ollie crossed her arms and turned up her nose. "Actually, yes, I could have perfect table manners. Because my DAD taught me right."
Brooklyn's eyes filled with tears and she pushed back her chair.
Abby leaned forward. "Low blow, Hotz. Low blow."
"Oh, whatever, slut."
"Shut up!" Brooklyn whispered.
"Sorry, what was that, mute?"
"I said, SHUT. UP."
With that the Gregory girl pushed her chair back even farther and ran to the bathroom. The parents took no notice.
"Whoa. She actually talked back!" Tiffany sounded shocked.
"Least she isn't spineless," Abby frowned at her.
Tiffany's eyes teared up. "I'm not spineless!"
Laurie choked back laughter. "Tell that to your voice."
It was true, Tiffany's voice was wobbling all over the place.
"I just don't like confrontation, okay?"
"Spineless!" Ollie sung-sang.
"You… you shut up you little…"
"No retort? Ah, how cute!"
Tiffany lifted her chilled water and chucked it over Ollie's legs.
"Don't call me spineless," she hissed at Abby and Laurie.
They blushed and stared at their plates.
"Ehmagawd!" Ollie screeched. "You ruined my dress."
Laurie peered over and saw one drop of water on the cream coloring, and burst out laughing.
"She got most of the water on your legs, moron. Your skirt is fine."
Ollie humph-ed and leaned back in her chair. "I'm full," she announced, pushing the plate away.
"You can really pack it in," Tiffany noted.
"Yeah, are you bulimic?" Laurie giggled.
"No!"
"There's no way you could stay that skinny and eat that much," Abby noted. Laurie nodded in agreement.
"Yeah? Well maybe you should be saying that to someone else!" Ollie pointedly glared at Laurie, who looked confused.
Brooklyn still hadn't come back yet.
"Whaddya mean?"
"All I mean is that you haven't eaten like, anything, and you're seriously skinny. Now that's an eating disorder."
Laurie shook her head. "I just ate."
"When?"
"Oh, I don't know, maybe it was a ghost eating all those appetizers," she rolled her eyes.
"Well, with your skin that pale you LOOK like a ghost!"
"Thanks," Laurie beamed.
Across the table, the parents were talking louder and louder with every glass of wine they had.
"They seem to be getting along great," Griffin noted.
"Yeah. Where did Brooklyn go, though?" Kristen turned to Blair and shrugged.
"Maybe to the bathroom? I saw her head in that direction a little bit ago," Massie observed.
Josh nodded. "Yeah, she was. She was moving pretty fast too," he chuckled in amusement.
A grape hit him on the side of the head, courtesy of Alicia.
"Be nice," she laughed.
The rest of the parents soon joined in, ignoring the rest of the argument.
"-compliment," Ollie folded her arms, flicking her eyes up and down, "whore." She finished.
Laurie's face reddened. "What makes you say that?"
"Only whores would get plastic surgery at FOURTEEN,"
"These are real!" Laurie cried, pushing her chair back.
She strode up to Alicia. "Mom," she whispered, "can we leave? I'm not feeling well."
Alicia turned towards Griffin. He nodded.
"Sure, honey. Wait for us out in the hall, please."
Laurie nodded and walked around the table, head down.
"Massie!" she turned to Griffin. "We have to leave, Laurie has a stomach ache."
"Oh," she frowned.
"Tell her that I hope she gets better, please. Would you like to take dessert home with you?"
"No, that's okay," Alicia grinned. "I have to watch my figure!"
Kristen smacked her on the butt and Blair looked down at her plate.
Alicia laughed and pulled Griffin out of the dining room. "Bye, guys!"
Kristen kissed Blair on the cheek lightly. "We should head home too, Brooklyn has a game tomorrow."
Her girlfriend nodded and Kristen stood.
"Mass, we have to go as well. Dinner was amazing, and the company even better! Brooklyn has an early game tomorrow for the basketball team."
Massie nodded. "Yeah, I understand. Just like you with the sports, Kristen! Always dedicated. I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay?"
Kristen nodded and threw her arms around Massie. "Talk to ya soon, doll!" she joked. "Byeee, everyone!"
They all chorused their goodbyes and Kristen turned into the hall. Blair knocked on the nearest bathroom and Brooklyn peeked out.
"We're leaving," she stated.
The so-black-hair-it-can't-be-real girl nodded, and together the three girls walked out the main door.
It was just Tiffany, Ollie and Abby left.
"Dylan, isn't your show on tomorrow early?"
"Yeah," the redhead nodded. "But I stay up late anyways, I'm used to it. I sleep like a sack."
Derrick snickered. "How can a sack sleep?"
Claire rolled her eyes.
Connor reached over and punched Derrick in the arm lightly. "Hey, be nice to my girl."
The boys burst out laughing while the girls shared a three way eye roll.
Bren and Bronislava entered the elegant dining room and whisked away the plates, replacing them with dessert.
"Mhm!" Claire giggled. "Chocolate cake! You know my weakness, Mass."
Connor and Dylan laughed. "Isn't your weakness gummies, Claire?" the man remarked.
Claire burst out in full-blown giggles. "It used to be, until Derrick here got me addicted to chocolate. It was a nice change from sours." She picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it in his mouth, smiling.
He ran his finger through the icing and wiped it on her cheek. "Ya missed a spot!"
Massie smiled. Genuinely. A long time ago it would have bothered her that Claire and Derrick were together- after all, he was her first boyfriend. But that was a long time ago, and everyone ended up with who they were destined to be with.
Josh kissed her on the mouth, poking a cherry into her lips.
"Josh!"
He chuckled and shrugged.
Tiffany huffed and scooted the chair in.
"Why is everyone leaving?"
Ollie shot an 'OMG-is-she-stupid?!' glance at Abby before realizing that she hated the redhead.
Abby flipped her hair. "Whatevs. This is so stupid."
She reached into her purse and fumbled about, finally pulling out a pack of Camels.
"EW!" Tiffany cried. Her scream brought attention to the parents.
"Abby!" Dylan snapped, tapping the table. "no smoking!"
Abby sighed and dropped the pack back into her purse, leaning forward on her elbows.
Dylan glared accusingly at Connor. "It's all your fault, you know."
"My fault?"
"Yes, it's your fault that Abby smokes! You got her into it."
"I'm trying to quit!"
"You obviously aren't trying hard enough!"
Derrick, Massie, Claire and Josh shifted around uncomfortably in their seats, trying to ignore the inevitable fight.
"I swear I'm trying, Dyl!"
"I don't believe you."
"Honey," he coaxed.
"Don't 'honey' me!" she snapped, grabbing her purse. "Mass, it was great seeing you again," she squealed and gave the brunette a hug. "We should be going though, Connor and I," she coughed, "have some things to talk about. Don't we, 'baby'?"
He got up with a shrug.
"See you dudes later." he nodded at the men. "Abby!" his daughter looked up, eyes blank. "We're leav-" before he could finish, she had jumped up from the table and was standing next to her mom.
"Let's go, Connor," Dylan stated, pointedly not looking at him.
With a shrug and a glare from Abby he left.
"Well, Claire, Derrick," Massie smiled, "looks like it's just us left. Would you three like to stay the night? We have an extra guest room, however Tiffany would have to room with Ollie."
"That'd be perfect!" Claire squealed. "Derry has to drive me to the doctor, and it'd be nice to not have to drive as far."
Massie looked confused. "Doctor? You aren't sick, are you? Because I love you and all, Claire, but I swear, if you got me sick I will personally shove a spoon up your-"
"No, no," she laughed. "We're just checking on something."
Derrick's eyes flickered to her stomach and Massie squealed.
"Oh my god! Congradulations!"
"Sshhhh!" Claire hissed. "It's not a for sure thing. We just want to check. And I didn't want to get everyone's hopes up at dinner, so…"
"Is that why you didn't have any wine?" Josh mused.
"Yeah, I'm surprised you noticed."
"Wait- I saw you!" Massie interrupted. "You refilled your wine glass!"
"Well, I didn't want everyone getting suspicious. So Derrick and I would switch wine glasses, he'd drink his, we'd switch, I'd fill his, he'd drink mine, we'd switch, on and on."
Derrick nodded and shifted in his seat. "It's tru-hic-ue."
Massie and Josh glanced at each other and busted out laughing.
"Yeah, um, if you weren't staying the night before, you definitely would be now! I'll have Bren get some coffee for him."
"Okay, let me go tell the news to Tiffany."
Claire stood and walked over slowly to the other end of the table. Ollie looked murderous, but shut up when she saw an adult walking towards them.
"And so then I said, Ohmygod, your shoes are so not real!" Ollie faughed. "It's that hilarious?"
She nudged Tiffany in a not-so-subtle way, who then figgled.
"Tiffany!" Claire grinned. "Great news!"
"What?!" she screamed.
"We're staying here for the night!"
Ollie widened her eyes.
"Ahhh hell times two!"
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