Massie's cottage,
Thursday, 11:30 a.m.
South of France, France
Massie slipped on her purple, silk Lavin shorts, and buckled her metallic, gray, braided Marc Jacobs belt. She then slid on her Ed Hardy purple and metallic silver tank top, and decided to wear her sliver metallic Christian Louboutain pumps. Claire strode into the room wearing an Alexander Wang canary yellow blouse and magenta skinny jeans, with some yellow and pink Coach flats. Her hair was in a neat, tight bun with magenta chopsticks sticking out of them. "Gawd Claire! Talk about color clashing! Why are you like wearing hipster clothes?!" Claire rolled her eyes. "Why shouldn't I? After all you know that bold colors are totally in in Europe." Massie rolled her eyes. "Yeah if your homeless! Where are those jeans from anyway?! Who sells magenta skinny jeans anymore?!" Claire smirked. "Uniqlo." Massie gasped. "No!" Claire laughed. "Yes." Massie gasped again. "But they are so... so you know like hipster for you Claire! But I have to admit, the blouse and shoes are totally hot." Claire laughed as Massie admired her outfit. "Ok so I totally wanna go shopping right now! Ok, so how about we hit Lavin, Chanel, Christian Louboutain, Coach, maybe Missoni, Zac Posen, and definitely Uniqlo. I want to get myself some colorful skinny jeans too."
Claire and Massie grabbed their aviators, and strutted out of the cottage waving goodbye to the boys, who were in the basement playing Halo on Massie's Xbox. Alicia, Kristen and Dylan had decided to go to the spa, while Massie and Claire had decided to go shopping in Paris. Which meant they had to fly over in Massie's private jet. Massie and Claire listened to the song, "Pressure" by Paramore the entire ride over to Paris.
When Claire and Massie finally arrived in Paris, they made sure that they looked like the models they were, then strutted off to catch a cab. The girls got out their platinum Visas each with 500,000 dollars on them, and strutted towards Lavin in anticipation.
When they arrived inside, they immediately saw an adorable little black dress, and equally adorable matching black pumps. As the girls looked for size 2 in the dress, they heard a familiar raspy voice asking a clerk a question. Massie flipped her head around and stood face to face with... Skye Hamilton. Skye's once blond hair was now in a pixie cut, and was dyed platinum blond, but it looked surprisingly amazing on her. Her makeup was sleek and sophisticated. She was wearing a black sequined Calypso dress under a hot pink Anna Sui trench coat, with black lace up 4-inch Christian Louboutain heels. "Massie Block. Well, well, well. I never thought I would see you here in Paris. I thought that you would honestly be living in Westchester with your mother instead of out here. Did mommy kick you out?" Skye sneered at Massie who refused to loose her cool in front of her arch nemesis Skye Hamilton.
Ever since Skye had given Massie the room, (which was invaded by the Brairwood soccer team in 8th grade.) Skye had challenged Massie to allow Kristen to date her new crush Dune. Massie had ignored Skye, and let Kristen go out with Dune, and ever since Skye had been trying to get revenge on Massie. "Yeah, well I'm surprised that your here too Skye. I always thought that you would end up living in a dumpster. Where you belong." Skye flushed with frustration. "Yeah? Well I will have you know that I am a very successful editor for the magazine, TeenTalk ! So you better get your facts straight and look at who you are talking too like that!" Skye expected Massie to brake down in tears and apologize, but Massie and Claire only exchanged an eyeroll and laughed. "Yeah, well I was once asked to do an interview for Teen Talk, but I just flat out refused. I only do high fashion magazines. Not teen magazines for fat, ugly, acne infested, poor, and dumb girls who have no lives. Oh, yeah and thats right I'm Massie Block the one and only. You know the supermodel?" Massie grinned satisfied as Skye searched for a comeback. "Yeah thats nice Massie, but if you are a model then why haven't I heard of you?" Claire laughed. "Gawd Skye you must be blind! Look at that billboard right outside!"
Sure enough, on the billboard, Massie was in an add for Paris Fashion Week. Massie was strutting down the runway wearing a sexy and sophisticated Chanel black cocktail dress. Massie looked hot, and the billboard said in French, " Supermodel Massie Block will be strutting her stuff at Fashion Week. Will you?" Skye stared at it in horror. "Whatever. So your rich and famous. But at least I'm married to Dune. Do you remember him? He is the one that you let your slutty friend date without my permission." Skye growled. Massie stepped so that she was face to face with Skye. " I don't need anyones permission to do anything." Massie said evenly.
Suddenly she grabbed Claire's thing arm. "C'mon. I'm so over Lavin. Its so last season to me." Massie gave Skye one last evil smirk before strutting out of Lavin with Claire to Chanel which was right next door. Claire noticed how Massie would constantly grab an outfit and ask to try it on, and if it didn't fit, or she didn't like it, she would snap at the employees of the store. Claire finally suggested that they go to this traditional Japanese restaurant called Osaka to get some sushi. Massie's favorite. They sat with their legs crossed on the floor Indian style. Massie ordered almost everything on the menu angrily.
" Massie are you ok? You seem kind of touchy." Claire asked Massie with concern as she touched Massie's hand. Massie yanked her hand away. "I'm fine Kuh-laire! Its just that I'm getting kind of irritated at the fact that Skye Hamilton the poorest alpha I know of, is saying that I should be living with my parents, and that she has never heard of me! I mean where has she been for the last like 2 years?! UGH!! SHE PISSES ME OFF!!" Massie was now yelling at the top of her lungs. Claire blushed for Massie and whispered, "Massie! We are in public! Do you know who could be waiting around the corner listening to everything that you are saying?! The paparazzi!" Massie sighed loudly. "I know, but I just... whatever. I guess we should focus on something else. So, how are you and Cam? Tell me everything!" Claire squealed with excitement.
"Well, we talked basically all night. It was nice. But then somehow we started talking about Nikki and Jodi. Then he said that him and Nikki were never really married or that close and that he knew sooner or later him and Nikki would break up. But I just feel so bad about leaving Jodi alone like that with Nikki, who probably will abuse her or something. I bet shes going to be on the news like when we get back for like child abuse or trying to throw Jodi off a bridge or something." Massie snorted as she took a sip of her Sake. "Claire just ignore her. She is mentally deranged. And she is pathetic." Claire started to giggle at how seriously Massie had said the entire statement. Massie rolled her eyes. "What? What?! Kuh-laire stop laughing!! Why are you laughing you butt wipe?!" Claire burst out laughing even more. Then Massie started laughing and forgot all about Skye and Nikki.
When their food came they pigged out on everything, and laughed at the same time. A waiter thought that they were choking so he rushed up and tried to give them the Heimleich manure but the girls waved him away. "Lets go dancing!" Massie suddenly yelled at Claire. Claire looked surprised. "But its only 4:30 in the afternoon. And I don't drink until 6:00. You know that." Massie rolled her eyes. "With out the alcohol of course. C'mon I'll call the others and invite them over. We should just stay in Paris anyway. You and Me have a shoot for Vogue magazine here tomorrow anyway." Claire shrugged. "But can we stay at our loft here please? I haven't been in it since you refurnished it!" Massie looked puzzled. "We have a loft here?" Claire rolled her eyes. "Me and you bought it last year for the both of us. And you refurnished it." Massie thought for a moment then said, "Oh yeah. I decided that I don't want it anymore. You can have it. And yes we can stay in it." Claire hugged Massie as they took a cab up to the loft.
The cab stopped at a tall, new looking building that had been built about 2 years ago. Massie and Claire got out of the car and strutted over to the doorman. "Massie block and Claire Lyons. Seventh floor, apartment 44B." Massie said without even looking up at the doorman. The doorman opened the door for the girls as they stepped into the glass elevator that zoomed up straight to the seventh floor in less than 15 seconds. The elevator opened up straight to the hallway. Claire opened the door and instantly was amazed.
The loft had an amazing view of downtown area. The walls in the living room slash dining room slash kitchen were painted light yellow. The furniture was made of beige Italian leather, and was facing the windows, or the flat screen TV in the corner. There were various expensive statues of Aphrodite and other Greek goddesses everywhere, and there was a water fountain in the middle of the room with plants surrounding it. Claire gasped. "You put a WATER FOUNTAIN in the room?! Massie?! How much did that cost?!" Massie dropped her purse and trench coat on the kitchen buffet casually. "I can't remember I think like 45,000 dollars or something. My mom bought it for me when she was in Italy last summer. Its no big deal. " Claire's mouth hung open with disbelief. Even she wouldn't think Massie would be this extreme. "And you are just giving it to me?!" Massie nodded as if it was no big deal. "I don't want it anymore. You can have my room if want. When we leave that is."
Claire shrugged and went to check out her light blue room. It was just as spectacular as the other rooms. Her bed was a king sized canopy with silky light blue and cream bedding. The Italian marble floor, the antique white dresser and vanity with gold trim, the flat screen TV and computer. It was all to much. Claire screamed in joy as Massie watched her and rolled her eyes. "C'mon Mass I'm starving. Lets get a gelato down the street." "Kuh-laire! Fashion Week is in three weeks! I don't want to pig out! Gawd are you completely retarded?!" Claire laughed. "Whatever. Just call the PC and the boys and tell them to fly over before I have an aneurism."
Massie rolled her eyes, and snatched the phone from Claire's hands and dialed everyone. As she waited for them to pick up, she wandered over to look out of the window. Suddenly Massie dropped her phone on the floor and looked straight out of the window at the apartment building right across from theirs. Massie gasped. To her surprise, there standing at the window across the street was...
Yayyyy! Its a cliffy!! I know you guys are gonna hate me for this, but you will have to wait and see what happens! Any guesses who it is? Haha! Once again sorry for not updating in a while! And just so you know, When the PC and the boys arrive in Paris, they will be staying at hotels. Well not the PC but the guys. Ok, I know it was a short chapter, but deal with it! lol! sorry that was kind of mean. Ok so remember to R&R!! AND I WANT AL LOT OF REVIEWS THIS TIME PEOPLE!! AND I WON'T UPDATE UNTIL I HAVE 215 OR 220 REVIEWS!! I'm serious. Kay' ttyl!
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