A/N: So first off I want to apologize! I haven't written in forever. I could start listing off my excuses, like I got sick then I had church stuff, but you probably don't care. Plus, I want to apologize for any grammatical errors. I type this on my IPod then transfer it to the computer, so I don't catch everything. This chapter is really just a filler since I didn't want to skip their first semester in high school. As always, read and review(:

Massie's POV

"Wake up sleepy head, or should I say the official alpha of the ninth grade!"

"Good morning ducklings, (we have been trying out new nicknames)" I said with a yawn. "How much time do we have to get ready? You better have woken me up at 5:30 like I said too!"

"Relax Mass! It is 5:15 and I just called Inez to ensure we have enough hot water for all the showers." Claire responded. Ever since the cancer scare she has been more confident, like she could do anything. Of course I totally agree, if she beat cancer she could beat anything. Including ninth grade LBRs. But even with Claire's new attitude, I was nervous. And I don't admit that easily. Being in ninth grade is being the smallest. Of course it has happened before, but it wasn't HIGH SCHOOL.

"Kristen!" shrieked someone from upstairs, my guess Alicia. Guess I should snap out of my anxiety attack and go solve the problem.

"Chill Leesh. What's wrong?" I called up the stairs.

"Her stupid cat ate my outfit! A very hard to get Ralph Lauren dress I might add!"

"This is going to be a tough day," Claire mumbled to me.

A few months later

I don't get it at all. We might be the alphas of ninth grade, but we are not the alphas of the school! I mean seriously. Some wannabe named Kayla and her sister Brittney apparently reign. They even started a high school sorority. But guess what! Freshman aren't allowed in as regular members, we are their "(insert word that rhymes with snitch here)-dogs" as Kim Kardashian would say. It has been a daily struggle. Plus, it's only the beginning of November! We are not allowed to sit at their table, but the table opposite of them! Then we have to go get their food for them. Every frickin day. I have already discussed it with the PC, I have to do something.

Interrupting my thoughts was the ever so wonderful piano playing of Taio Cruz. Heartbreaker with piano only is genius!

"Kuh-laire! This better be good, I was studying." I snapped.

"It is major! Kayla just got arrested. Brittney too."

"Why have I not heard about this! Why? What did they do? Kill someone?"

"Shoplifting. But according to my sources, they will be back at school tomorrow thanks to bail."

"Well then. Tomorrow is the perfect day to put plan A in action. Look for my text. Toodles."

I sent out a quick text to the PC saying "well well girls. It's time! B GLU HQ in 15. Xoxo".

Fifteen minutes later

"Okay girls, tomorrow is the day for attack. Or plan A as I like to call it. Here's the plan..."

After I told everyone what I had it mind, the girls added their own person touches. I dismissed the girls so we could all prepare for tomorrow.

"Got it, Mass. It's on!" everyone told me. I can't wait to see their faces!

The next day

I have waited all year for this! It is the chance of a lifetime! BUZZ came from the bell, signaling lunch time.

"Are you sure about this, Mass?" a very nervous red-head wondered aloud.

"Dylie-calm down! Just commence stage one!"

We went through the lunch line, picking up all natural spaghetti and meatballs for Kayla and Brittney. Oh and for their three BFW (best friends whenever).

"Block! Seriously hurry up! I am in desperate need of some nourishment!" Kayla yelled, adding a quick "idiot" to Brittney.

"Here yo-" I said while simultaneously dumping a fully tray onto Kayla's head and down her shirt. The other girls each did the same.

"WHAT THE HELL, BLOCK!"

"Listen here, Franks. I am not your personal assistant, nor will I ever be. Not even if you paid me! Which would be kind of silly considering how much richer I am than you. You can stop bossing me around in your last season Versace and get a real life."

She attempted to interrupt, but she only got as far as "bi-" At this point, the entire cafeteria was staring.

"Oh no, I am not done! You are a selfish and conceited excuse for a human being! Next time you want to belittle someone, think of this! You will never be able to forget how it feels to be humiliated. Have fun on the idiot train to nowhere!" I finished affectively and strutted to my seat, the PC behind.

That's when I saw it. Him. Derrick Harrington clapping for me. Smiling at me. Oh boy, did it just get a little hotter in here?

December 24th, Christmas Eve

We were all laughing, cracking up to be exact. Finally, we felt strong and powerful again. Next semester will be a breeze.

I had given each girl a ring. It was silver with five intertwined pieces. Along the middle piece were rubies, a symbol of strength. Kristin had made us all journals. Mine had a profile of a slightly smiling girl with black lined, white pages. On every page was a single purple gemstone. Alicia had opted for a more expensive gift, individualized Coach totes. She said they could be our new book bags! Claire made everyone a scrapbook, filled with picture after picture of us smiling. Each PCer had a special page in each book, idolizing their beauty. Dylan had gotten everyone a personalized cup, insulated with a gorgeous pattern to fit our personalities.

But one of the best gifts of all was the most simple; a text from Derrick Harrington. "Hey Block. Merry Christmas. Look outside(:". When I stepped onto my balcony, there he was. Glow sticks spelled out the word I had been waiting to hear. "DATE?"

A/N: So, I just think Derrick's way of asking her was just adorable. I heard about some asking someone to homecoming like that and I fell in love with the idea. I realized I have been spelling Kristen two different ways, so is it KristEn or KristIn? I am too lazy to walk back upstairs and check my books. Thanks! I'll try and update soon.