Author's Note: Hey! Okay, so I am updating in a few days, I know I said I would try to update every day but make that every few days =] I am going to ask for 4 reviews for the next chapter. So if you want the story to continue, REVIEW!

Massie's Spa

Tuesday, January 1st

5:58 p.m.

"Ahhh." Massie let out a cleansing sigh as she relaxed into the jacuzzi, which was bursting with rose-scented bubbles. "The perfect end to a horrible day." Today had been hard for her, she didn't see her ex-BFFs for the whole school day. She turned on the T.V. to Daily Grind, and sat back.

"Now, my daughter and her gorgeous friends will all be doing a segment on True Feelings." Massie jerked herself out of the tub, choking on her own breath.

"Hello everyone! Welcome to the Daily Grind. Today, me and my friends are going to be doing a segment on True Feelings. We had a friend, Massie Block, who did not allow us to have love." They continued, going into their points of view how Massie Block had made them part of the Pretty Committee. Massie could not take her eyes off of the screen until they made a break. Immediately, she started sobbing. Bean ran in from the 'moisture section' of the spa. Massie gently got out of the tub and went into the cold shower to make sure all her pores were closed. Then she took a silk Bath and Body Works robe and sat down in front of the T.V. The Daily Grind came back on, and Dylan was on stage. She had a microphone in her hand, and her lips were moving. Their was this brilliant voice coming out of the speaker.

"Buh-ut, that couldn't be Dylan...right?" Massie thought.

She all of her friends come up at the end of the song to give Dylan a hug. The girls continued with their stories, and Massie could feel tears pouring down her cheeks. She was so hurt. How could they do this to her? She suddenly heard her phone vibrate, and she picked it up.

103 NEW MESSAGES?

She clicked on the ones that were most important, her ex-friends.

From: Dylan

To: Massie

Subject: Me.

Text: Massie, I was so good and you know it. Don't try to get someone to become friends with you, eh-veryone has seen this! Goodbye, fuh-orever!

All of the other 102 messages were much the same. The ones from the PC were the hardest of all. Massie gained up what was left of her alpha strength, and started to text.

From: Massie

To: TPC =[

Subject: =[.

Text: Please give me one more chance. I didn't mean what I said, honestly!

She pressed send, and a minute later her phone was vibrating.

It was a call. She clicked Talk and said, "Hello?"

"Neh-vur. Ya, right." TPC voices rang in unison. They hung up, the same words repeating in Massie's head over and over again.

Author's Note: Ehmagawd! What is Massie gonna do? Guess you're just going to have to review to find out......... =]