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Finally wrote the next chapter. :)
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WESTCHESTER MALL
STARBUCKS
Saturday, August 30th
1:03 p.m.
"Where are they? Can they nawt tell time or something?" Alicia hissed at Kristen, who was stirring her Green Tea Crème Frappuccino with a plastic green straw. "I specifically told them to come at one'o'clock sharp." Alicia leaned back against the green plush cushion and folded her arms across her C-cups. It was already passed one, and only Kristen had shown up on time.
"Why are you ranting at me? Maybe if you were better at leadership skills we wouldn't be in this situation." Kristen shot back, while looking out the window. She already wasn't in a good mood and with having Alicia arguing at her out in the public, Kristen felt more annoyed than the time the song "Friday" was sung by everyone at school.
Glaring at her former friend, Alicia flicked crumbs with her newly manicured nails that were left on the table towards Kristen, "what are you trying to say? It's not my fault that the PC disbanded. Anyways does it really matter anymore? Massie is back, and she'll most likely bring back the PC together." As Alicia said Massie's name out loud, she fought back the urge to roll her eyes. Gawd, it had been only a day, and she still couldn't believe her former BFF was back.
Kristen took a sip from her Frappiccino, and finally looked away from the window and stared back at Alicia with confidence. "Who says I want the Pretty Committee to come back together?"
Alicia widen her big mascara-covered eyes and tilted her head to the left, "What are you saying?" She watched Kristen who slowly took a long sip from her drink and watched her put the Frappuchino down in time to see her ex-friend's lip come together to form a sinister smile.
"It's so obvs that you don't want Massie to come back because she will take back her alpha status, right?" Kristen paused as she watched Alicia nod her head, "well I was thinking that you and I can take her down. Together and for good," her aqua eyes flickered with anger as she mentioned Massie's name. "When Massie was in charge, everything had to be her way; we couldn't do things until we had her approval. We couldn't be friends with others because she feared that she would lose us. We couldn't do any exciting things on Frid—"
"Pause," Alicia held her hand in front of Kristen to stop her from going on any further, "you already sold me when you said Massie and charge in the same sentence." She licked her glossed lips in excitement, but then narrowed her eyes, "how can I trust that you actually want to take Massie 'down'?" Alicia air quoted the word 'down' just to put more emphasis, she knew by Kristen's tone of voice and expressions that she was being sincere, but Alicia had to make sure if Kristen's word could be trusted. She didn't want to be busted alone. If Massie ever found out that Alicia was plotting against her, it would have been a bigger fiasco than the time Brandy was ousted on Dancing with the Stars.
"It's a long story, but it involves Dempsey." Kristen sulked; she flipped her Mila Kunis-like fishtail braid to her right side, and leaned forward "it's almost similar to the Dylan and Josh incident."
The room felt like it was spinning, Alicia felt she was about to faint, underneath the table, she clenched her fists, how did Kristen know? The "Dosh" (Dylan and Josh) incident was only known between her, Dylan, Josh and her friends. There was no way anyone else could have known; unless, someone had a bigger mouth than Kris Jenner.
Lowering her head towards the table and in shame, Alicia turned around to make sure no one was ears dropping into their conversation, "how do you... know?" She felt her cheeks burning from embarrassment.
"Dylan told me." Kristen looked at Alicia amusedly, it was satisfying seeing someone who had so much power crumble in shame, she saw Alicia's quizzical look, "it was about a week before the PC broke up and Dylan said to me she had to tell someone."
Clucking her tongue, Alicia could feel rage running through her body, Dylan and Josh pissed her off every time she saw them together, and it boggled her mind that Josh would pick Dylan over her.
"Wait. Are you still hung over him? But you're datin-"
Alicia fanned her hands as a gesture to stop Kristen from going, "were off topic." She added sharply.
"Anyways, so are you guaranteeing that you'll help me take Massie out with me?" She quickly brushed the conversation about Dosh away; Alicia couldn't stomach talking about them.
"Yup," Kristen smirked, while examining her grey metallic nails, "You do have a plan right?"
Alicia slapped her hand over her heart, as if she were deeply offended, "of course! What kind of Alpha do you think I am?"
"Well it better be a good one, the last time you tried to overthrow Massie, your planning all sucked." Ignoring Alicia's glare, Kristen widen her eyes innocently, "What? It is true, face it, you can't overthrow Massie without any of the ex-PC's help. And when she's out, Massie Block will never be Alpha in Westchester and maybe she can go back to London, so we don't need to see her stupid face ever again."
Gawd, when was Kristen such a bitch? But, whatever, it was a good thing, Alicia stuck out her pinky towards her ally, "pinky-swear?"
"Pinky-swear," they locked pinkies and smiled at each other, Massie Block's days in Westchester was going to be shorter than saying "Loser Beyond Repair" three times in a row. Because, as of now, the operation to take Massie Block down, had started.
WESTCHESTER MALL
JUICY COUTURE
Saturday, August 30th
1:17 p.m.
"Can you please hurry? I'm making my friends wait," Dylan tapped her foot repeatedly on the ground, while addressing the slow-witted sales person at Juicy Couture, she was late meeting up with the PC minus Massie, but she couldn't resist to buy the purse that was on display.
"Here you go Miss Marvil," the sales person finally handed Dylan her purchase, "have a nice day."
Finally! Dylan wanted to comment on how badly sales person "Eve" outfit was fitted, she wanted to ask if she got her outfit inspired by "OUTStyle", but no one was with her.
Walking out of the store, she collided with a girl. Her shopping bags were thrown all over the ground. "Watch were you're going! You s-" Dylan stopped herself from finishing her insult; the girl she had collided with was none other than...
"Kuh-laire?"
"Ow, oh hey Dylan," Claire rubbed her head, one of Dylan's purchases had hit her directly, "why are you so late?"
Reaching for her remaining shopping bag from the ground, Dylan finally stood up straight and faced the pale blond, "what else? Shopping," she pointed at her numerous shopping bags as an obvious answer; she firmly gripped her shopping bags in both hands, "why are you?"
"Me? Well, cause of traffic." Claire stared at Dylan's massive purchases teetering on both sides of her, "do you want me to help you?"
"Sure, that would be great," she handed over numerous bags of A&F, Hollister, Gucci, DKNY and Armani Exchange to Claire, "thanks. By the way, what's up with your hair?"
Claire's usual lifeless pale blonde looked limp, but today, it looked half-alive. One side of her was straight as the new Sevens, but the other side was in curls. To make it worse, she wore a bolded blue knit cap which accentuated the hair-scare even more.
Giggling into her palms, Dylan couldn't help but stare at the hair, "Claire, what did you do?"
"Ugh, is that obvious?" Claire watch Dylan giggle even more, "I meant to curl my whole hair for my date yesterday, but I burnt my hair. So I decided to leave it."
"Oh, but you know that hat doesn't help. It makes it even more noticeable," Dylan pointed towards Claire's knitted cap, "let me help," She fished into her Guess? Bag to find the $30.00 Black Leopard Flower Headband she just purchased, and gave it to Claire. "I know it's not a hat, but it's a lot better than your knit cap, no offence."
Her blue eyes widen, there was a mixture of warmth and joy in them, "thanks Dylan." Claire quickly took off her knit cap and stuffed it in her Old Navy's Fair Isle Sweater-Knit Tote. She glided the headband into her hair and took out her $1.00 Hello Kitty compact from Target, "Thank-you. My hair does look a lot better."
Dylan shrugged Claire off, "No need to thank me, that's what friends do," she watched Claire smile-thank her again, it was nice to help a friend again, she hadn't felt this warmth in her stomach in a long time. Glancing at her Blackberry's clock, it was almost close to 1:30.
"We better hurry, you know how much I love Alicia's bitching," Dylan told Claire sarcastically.
She watched Claire roll her big blue eyes, "that girl shouldn't even complain about us walking so slow, she's slower than a snail. I wonder why she called us; you know I don't remember the last time we all hung out like this."
"She asked us to hangout for to discuss only one thing: Massie," Dylan spoke with confidence, "maybe she wants to be the one to break the news that the PC has broken up." She shrugged her shoulders, while walking with Claire towards Starbucks.
Claire smiled to herself, "I'm so glad Massie is back, maybe she can restore the Pretty Committee back to normal." She walked further ahead until she noticed that Dylan stopped walking, "what's wrong?"
Shaking her red-hair to indicate that nothing was wrong, Dylan walked up towards Claire, "I was just a bit surprised that you said that. I mean, Alicia and Kristen seem like they don't want Massie back, you know? You're the first person I heard who seems genuinely happy that Massie came back."
"Well, I am. I know that the Pretty Committee can be reformed with her help. I missed hanging out with all of us together."
Smiling at Claire, Dylan stuck out her pinky, "You know what? We should make a pact that no matter what we will stick together with Massie to get the Pretty Committee back together."
Claire locked her pinky with Dylan's and shook it, "I like the idea."
They shook their pinkies one more time before heading into Starbucks, Claire and Dylan were determine to make things go back to normal, they just had to convince Alicia and Kristen.
That shouldn't be too hard, right?
WESTCHESTER MALL
STARBUCKS
Saturday, August 30th
1:31 p.m.
"So, tell me more about your pl-"
Kristen stopped herself from saying the whole sentence as she saw Dylan and Claire walking towards them. Dylan's fiery red hair was a mess, but Claire's was worse. The very site of the two made Kristen laugh into her palms to conceal her phlegm laugh. Alicia turned around and took a glimpse of Dylan and Claire, and started to laugh as well. She whispered-giggle to Kristen, "they look like Medusa."
Kristen whisper-gigglged back, "actually Dylan looks like Carrot Top and Claire looks like Britney when she's drunk."
Clomping her way to the table, Dylan approach Kristen and Alicia with Claire right behind her, "sorry were late, we bumped into each other before coming here."
Alicia nodded, "well, Claire is forgiven, but I don't know about you Dylan..." her tone of voice was very cold, something that all three girls picked up on.
"What do you mean?" Dylan tucked a loose red hair strand behind her ears, "look I'm sorry that were late..." She glanced at Alicia and Kristen; she decided to sit beside Kristen, who was slurping on her Frappuccino.
As Claire selected the only seat left, the empty seat beside Alicia, she could feel the tension between Dylan and Alicia. What was going awn? She wondered why Alicia acted this way towards Dylan.
Smirking at Dylan, Alicia batted her eyelashes to look innocent, "I mean I know it's your fault, you slowed poor Kuh-laire down cause of you."
Dylan opened her mouth to say something, but Alicia cut her off. "Maybe if you lost a few pounds, your weight wouldn't have been a factor." She snidely said to Dylan, Alicia threw her shiny raven hair towards the left; she could see Dylan's eyes watered, not an ounce of her body felt guilty at all. Dylan was the one who stole Josh from her and because of that, she would never be forgiven.
"Alicia!" Claire glanced at her, and pointed her head towards Dylan, of all people; Dylan was the most sensitive about her weight. It was a serious thing to talk about and not to make fun off, as Dylan almost developed an eating disorder right after Massie left.
Side-glancing at Dylan, Kristen could see tears forming, she understood why Alicia was being a bitch to Dylan, but that was nawt the point of today's meeting. It was a bit uncomfortable after that convo-starter.
Urging herself not to cry in front the PC, Dylan decided to focus on marble table. Alicia was still pissed at her about Josh, but it wasn't her fault that Josh fell for Dylan. Though, she wasn't surprised at Alicia's mean outburst, but she was tired of it. A girl can take so much flak from one.
A few minutes passed without word being said. Finally, Kristen cleared her throat, "Dyl, Alicia was kidding, right?" She shot Alicia a glance. "You're kidding right?"
"Oh yeah, I totally was Dylan, don't take it to heart." She showed Dylan a sugary smile, "it was just a joke, you know?" You slut, she thought in her mind. "I'm sorry if I offended you," Alicia placed her hand over her heart to maintain an innocent charade. For Alicia, it felt nice crushing someone's self-esteem. But it was more satisfying to crush the very person who stole her boyfriend.
Biting her lips to keep it from trembling, Dylan finally looked up and at Alicia, "some joke."
It made Alicia angry that Dylan wasn't backing down as she thought she would be, it looked like she had to think deeper to hurt Dylan emotionally.
"Aww, Dylan where's your sense of humour?" Alicia cooed. "Did it disappear when you took Josh too?" She practically spat, as she mentioned Josh's name, Alicia knew she was getting carried away, but she knew she couldn't pass up some digs at Dylan.
Clenching her fists, Dylan could feel her nails digging into her skin, she stood up straight and faced Alicia, "Oh yeah? Well maybe Josh left you for me because you been such a whore and a bitch lately."
"Dylan, do you know how stupid you sound right now? You'll always be a fa-"
"ENOUGH!" Kristen shouted at the two, "This was not the point of being here. If you guys want to fight with each other do it somewhere else. We are here to discuss one thing, and that's Massie Block."
Claire was a bit taken about, she didn't expect Kristen's voice to so loud and strong, but she was secretly glad as well. It was getting extremely awkward between Alicia and Dylan. She was becoming very curious of what had happen between the two. Claire reminded herself to ask Dylan what had happen.
Dylan stood from her seat, "I don't need to discuss Massie with her." Glaring at Alicia's direction, "I'm leaving." The others watch Dylan walk past the table and leave Starbucks.
Sighing, Claire pushed herself up, "I'll go get her." She ran to catch up to Dylan.
As the only two left, Alicia smugly smiled at Kristen "good riddance." Kristen huffed, "Leesh that was the stupidest thing you could have done. You pissed off Dylan and now, it seems Claire, is siding with her." She pulled out her hair, a habit that was a sign of stress, "how are we going to make them side with us, after that?"
"I guess I got carried away, but I can't help it. But you're right we have to befriend them."Alicia admired her manicure, trying to ignore Kristen's persistent glare, "fine. But you have to be friendly to Dylan."
"Yeah, I know, it's not like you're trying to be friendly with her," she replied sarcastically. "Now, let's go. We have to find them."
"Fine," Alicia couldn't help, but roll her eyes. Both the girls sauntered towards the exit of Starbucks, only to be surprised that Dylan and Claire were only outside of it. They were talking to someone, but Alicia couldn't see who it was, they both blocked her and Kristen's view.
As Claire shifted towards the left, Alicia and Kristen finally saw who is was.
It was a girl.
It was Massie Block.