Not gonna lie, it's been a few weeks since I have updated this one. School starting hindered this update, and I didn't really know how to start it.

Hopefully this works for you all(:

chapter one

welcome to westchester

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Hadley,

Well, I'm gone. Lost everything, and now I'm going to some place called Westchester. In New York.

I'll miss everyone. Tell Evan that he was perfect, tell everyone at school they were amazing, and that I will come back and visit soon.

Love,

Massie.

Massie Block shut the top on her MacBook Pro and stared out the window of her Deluxe Cabin Suite. Everything was whizzing by; the trees, the landscape, the cars…

It would be so, so easy to jump out.

But Massie pushed the thought out of her head and closed her eyes, leaning back into the comfy recliner. There was a reason that she'd been sent to some small, unknown suburb of New York, and she would make the best of it.

"Approaching Grand Central Station," a voice from the loudspeaker said. Taking a deep breath, Massie gathered her Lous Vuitton suitcases and stood by the door.

She remembered the familiar rush she got whenever she would ride the train interstate as the doors opened and she exited into the station.

Massie scanned the lobby, searching for a face she recognized. But of course, there wasn't one. She was more than 1,500 miles away from Indiana, her home, her everything.

"Are you Massie Block?"

Massie turned around and stared an old-but-good-looking man in the eyes. He looked about fifty years old, dressed in an Armani sports coat and had the same dark brown eyes as Massie's father. "Yeah… are you my uncle, William Block?" she responded.

"Yes," William responded. "Follow me," he said, gesturing out the doors of the train station and over to a town car, whose driver was waiting outside.

"Dean, please take Miss Block back to the estate. I have some--er, business to take care of at the office," William told the driver, speaking with eloquency. Dean and William exchanged a look.

"Um, uh… Uncle William?" Massie asked.

"You can call me William," he said, tapping away on his BlackBerry Bold in the passenger's seat of the town car. "What is it, Massie?"

"When do I start school?"

William stared blankly at the street. "Dean will brief you on all that in the car. Make sure you have all your things at hand, and I will see you back at the house."

He shut the door and walked briskly down the street, flagged a cab, and then he was gone.

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Massie stepped out of the town car and stared in disbelief at her new school. She couldn't believe that she started school that morning. Good thing she traveled with taste, or she would have made a terrible impression.

She sighed and walked up the marble staircase that led to the quad. Cute little lemon trees and perfectly-groomed hedges lined the walkways, and dozens of giggling, blonde freshman littered the way.

Massie took a seat at an empty bench and took out her phone, checking her messages.

HADLEY: AW, BABY BOO I MISS YOU TOO. VISIT SOON, 'KAY?

She smiled, knowing that two thousand miles away, her best friend was thinking of her.

EVAN: SCHOOL SUCKS WITHOUT YOU. ITS BEEN TWO DAYS ALREADY. HOW MUCH LONGER UNTIL I GET TO SEE YOU AGAIN?

MASSIE: SOON. I PROMIISE. (:

Massie locked her iPhone touch screen, staring at her feet until the bell rang.

"Who are you?"

She looked up to greet a cluster of well-dressed boys and girls. Massie stood up, glaring eye to eye to the blonde girl who so rudely asked her, no doubt being the leader of the group. The blonde's icy blue eyes stared back as Massie asked cooly, "Who's asking?"

"Claire Lyons," the girl said, smiling a sugary-sweet smile. "And you?"

Massie didn't flinch. "Victoria Beckham," she said, rolling her eyes and getting a chuckle out of some of the guys.

"Well then I'm David," grinned an attractive blonde guy with chocolate brown eyes.

Claire shot him a death glare and continued. "Well then, Vicky, It's been nice talking to you." She snapped twice and turn on her heel, expecting her posse to follow her. Nobody did, except an exotic looking Spanish girl, who glared at Massie before abruptly turning on her heel and trying to catch up to Claire.

The blonde guy moved towards Massie, sticking out a hand. "I'm Derrick," he said, grabbing her hand and shaking it, his brown eyes sparkling.

Massie smiled. "Massie," she said, but all the same pulling her hand away. "Who are all of you?" She turned and faced the rest of the group.

"This is Josh," Derrick started, pointing to a boy with dark brown hair and brown eyes. "And Dylan, Cam, Kemp, Kristen, and Plovert…"

"Nice to meet you," Massie smiled genuinely. "PS, I'm probably going to forget your names in about five minutes, so…"

"Don't worry about it," Josh grinned. "You just had the pleasure of meeting Derrick's girlfriend, Claire, and Cam's girlfriend, Alicia."

"Well I'm sure that we will be the greatest of friends," Massie said, all the time knowing that this was very unlikely and not going to happen.

"Aight, so we'll see you at lunch, okay?" Derrick asked.

"Wait, why are you leaving?" Massie asked in response, watching the group turn and scatter slightly.

"Uh, the bell rang?" Cam said, laughing when he saw the shock on Massie's face. "Don't worry, its really soft and nobody ever hears it. See you."

Massie blushed as they turned their backs and walked away to their classes. "See you at lunch," she echoed softly.

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"Ehmagawd." Alicia sighed dramatically, collapsing in her usual beta seat beside Claire in their Anatomy Honors class.

"What?" Claire asked boredly, sending what she hoped resembled a flirty sex-kitten pout towards her boyfriend Derrick, whose seat was across the room as Claire aimlessly drew hearts surrounding her and Derrick's initials on her homework. Alicia rolled her eyes. Typical.

Alicia opened her mouth to finish her thought, but was sidetracked as Mr. Palizzi strolled through the door.

"Welcome, ladies, gentleman… young scholars…" Mr. Brent Palizzi droned on. He was a boring teacher, but the girls loved him because he was a total H.A.R.T.—just in a twenty five year old's hawt, hawt body. Plus he let them call him Brent.

"…As I was saying, I've had a rough morning. My girlfriend just broke up with me and—"

"I'M SINGLE!" Olivia Ryan shouted from the back of the room. She was all but jumping out of her chair. "…And I need a date for homecoming," She said more quietly as she sank into her chair.

"Ah, my dear Olivia," Brent sighed. "As much as I am flattered, unfortunately taking you to homecoming is not in my job description."

Olivia pouted in disappointment as a new figure entered the room. "Sorry I'm late," Massie Block smiled weakly. "It's my first day…"

"Don't worry about it," Brent waved her off. "I'm Mr. Palizzi, this is Anatomy, but you can call me Brent." Massie smiled gratefully back towards him.

Alicia snorted in disgust as she whipped out her blackberry.

ALICIA: OMG. JUST LOOK AT HER FAWN ALL OVER HIM. WHO DOES SHE THINK SHE IS?

Claire rolled her eyes at Alicia and pulled her iPhone out of her Balenciaga.

DUNNO. AREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO KNOW THE GOSSIP AROUND HERE? Claire rolled her eyes ash she typed, knowing that Alicia would bask in the glory of Claire giving her an opportunity to dish on the new girl.

ALICIA: WELL NOW THAT YOU BRING IT UP, I HEARD THAT SHE GOT KICKED OUT OF HER BOARDING SCHOOL IN FRANCE BECAUSE SHE SCREWED SO MANY GUYS THAT THERE WAS A MASSIVE HERPES OUTBREAK.

CLAIRE: HOW GOSSIP GIRL.

ALICIA: I KNOW.

"…So this is our new student, Massie Block. I know you will all give her a warm welcome here at BOCHS and will make her feel like a part of our family. Right?" Brent asked the class, staring into everyone's eyes with his brown ones.

"Right," the girls drooled back at him.

"And because I really don't feel like teaching, you guys can have the period to do whatever. MySpace, Youtube, AIM, the works. Just don't get me in trouble."

"Anyways," Alicia continued, pulling out her laptop. "I heard she was such a slut. And she didn't want anyone to catch onto her past, so she took this drug that like, wiped her system clear of everything she'd ever done, and now, nobody can tell that she's not a virgin," Alicia finished, crossing her arms over her chest with pride on telling such a story.

"Sounds interesting," Claire murmured, zoning out while Alicia went on and on about some other gossip about the already infamous Massie Block.

Wait.

Massie Block?

Claire's mind raced as she thought of where she heard that name before. Block. Block. Block. Block.

BLOCK. Claire's eyes widened as she saw Derrick talking to Brent and Massie, and Massie taking a seat next to Derrick. She knew where she heard that name before.

Claire whipped out her iPhone lightning fast as she tapped out a message to Derrick. Claire anticipated his response as she waited for him to receive her text.

Derrick was sitting down to his table with Massie to his left when he felt his Voyager vibrate in his pocket.

CLAIRE: MASSIE BLOCK. RING A BELL?

No, it didn't. Not for Derrick.

Claire watched Derrick stare with confusion at his phone screen. She rolled her eyes and tapped out another message, this one more blunt.

This time Derrick's eyes widened as he stared at his phone screen, then Massie, and then his phone again.

CLAIRE: MASSIE BLOCK AS IN WILLIAM BLOCK. THE WILLIAM BLOCK. THE ONE THAT YOU, SPECIFICALLY, DON'T WANT TO MESS WITH.

CLAIRE: OR HIS NEICE, FOR THAT MATTER. (:

Re to the View.

Because I will love you! (:

Love, (SEE?!)

ME!