Massie Block stepped out of her silver Range Rover as calm and gracefully as she could
Massie Block stepped out of her silver Range Rover as calm and gracefully as she could. No one, but Bean could see her nervous and she was nervous because the Briarwood boys somehow bribed the airhead Headmaster to let them back in to the main building.
"This day is going to be interesting," Alicia Rivera muttered to Claire Lyons behind Massie.
"Tell me about it, I don't know what I'll do if I run into them," Claire responded back while inspecting what nail to bite on.
"OK! Outfit inspection, then we go in, remember we are the alphas now and no one can take that away." Massie waited for each girl to line up. Alicia stepped forward first.
"So today Alicia is wearing a pink Ralph Lauren blouse, DKNY jean shorts, and sparkly pink Coach flats. Congratulations you're a 9.4," Massie declared.
Alicia bowed as the girls golf- clapped. Claire stepped forward next.
"Confident today are we Kuh- laire? Well anyway, you're wearing my white shirt with the words "Inspiring" written in black across, gray, white and black plaid skirt, and Oh wow! 3 inch criss- cross heels. Good job, I mean because we are trying to make them jealous and all this will totally blow their minds! You're a….. 9.6, extra points for the heels. They show off your legs." Massie smirked than stepped over for Dylan.
Dylan stepped forward, allowing Massie to totally take in her outfit.
"Dark wash, straight legged jeans, red tank with the words, "Let's Rock and Roll across in white, red heels, and chunky bracelets, why are you all punk now?"
"Because my new crush, Jake is," Dylan responded with a sly smile.
"Whatevs you're a 9.5," Massie said while moving down to Kristin.
"Kristin are you a mannequin at Target?" Massie was still fully taking in her outfit.
"Uh…no," Kristin responded to her feet. She twisted a loose strand of her dirty blond hair.
"Then why are you dress in rags," Massie screeched.
Kristin was wearing a long jean skirt that stop in the middle of her calf, white Keds, orange and pink blouse and her hair had some flower in it from the 1920s.
"I thought only Claire wore Keds," Alicia joked.
"My grandma is in town and she's worse then my mom on the whole modest thing, but don't worry, I have my change of clothes in my Prada." Kristin tapped her bag.
"Well then let's hide you and run!" Massie led the girls to the nearest bathroom for Kristin to change.
"OK now you're worthy to even be graded, you're wearing the new Puma track suit-in red and red and white Puma shoes. Congrats you're a 9.4., now me," Massie instructed.
"You're wearing a teal sundress, brown Topper jacket, teal flats by Marc Jacobs and gold accessories, I say n9.7," Alicia mused.
"Ah- greed," the rest responded.
"Yeah well now that we all look totally alpha- ish, let's go!" Massie was sure to act all upbeat for them. But secretly she was asking all these questions to herself on the inside.
How will this go? Will he make fun of me for beating me in this little game? Do I care? Do I still like him? Does he still like me? What will I do when I see him: smile and act flirty or ignore him? It was all too much for her.
"Ehmagawd, there they are!" Claire exclaimed.
"What? Where?" Massie turned in a half circle and came face to face with Olivia Ryan; Aka the biggest airhead in the school.
"Olivia, what happened to you!?" Massie gave her a quick once over. She was in light wash jeans, wrinkly green button up and puma sneakers. Kate was being held in her arms carefully.
"Well, Cam, he brokeupwithmeeee!" She started sobbing tearless tears. The clique took no pity on her.
"Question: why are you all the sudden taking such good care of Kate?" Claire asked as she eyed them carefully. She was after all the step- mother.
"I figured if Cam saw how good of a mom I am he would come back to me, by the way you have no idea how many times I have played that song by Baby V," Olivia added.
"Baby V?" Dylan and Kristin laughed in each others shoulders.
"Wow, I can nawt believe I actually felt sorry for you for like a minute there," Massie shrugged and continued down the hall. She really didn't feel any sympathy towards Olivia, but she facted fake acted it because she lived for getting someone's hopes up and then crushing them.
"Uh, Massie.." But she was paying no attention; she was furiously texting Jakkob about her recent hair issue and was too busy to notice anything.
"MASSEI! Massie, watch out!"
But it was too late she crashed right into Derrick. They both fell onto the floor and stared at each other for a long moment. Massie was thinking how embarrassing this was, how immature she looked, what her hair was like, what he was thinking, if he felt the same waves between them saying "Make up you know you're lost without each other!"
Derrick was thinking how funny the whole thing was, how mature Massie was taking this not running off to her friends and crying about it, how beautiful she looked right then she looked so… human. She didn't have the same hard stare she usually wore. And he wondered if she wanted him back as much as he wanted her.
"Uh… hey," Derrick mumbled as he picked himself off the marble floor.
"Hey," Massie whispered as she sat up. She smoothed out her dress and looked at Derrick's puppy dog eyes. He hates me, I know it, Massie thought.
"Listen can we uh talk about the whole thing between us sometime," he asked.
Massie searched for a slight smile or smirk to prove he was joking but he was dead serious. He wanted her back! She could have jumped up and down with this feeling.
"Sure, at lunch, table 19." Massie smiled and walked away, leaving Derrick as happy as a kid on Christmas.
Heyy; hope you luhved it as much as i did.
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