Massie stroked Bean gingerly. "Tomorrow we get a new student, Bean," she murmured softly into the dog's alert ears. "Who knows? If she's PC material, she may jump up the social chain—no one's ever done that before. And if she does, should we be enemies with her or let her join the PC, in case she becomes more popular than us? What to do, what to do…" Massie turned on her iPhone and checked. Four new text messages—one per best friend. "Ehmagash (A/N: I'm using "gosh" instead of "God" cause of personal choice)! Bean, three of these messages are wondering the same thing! And you know Claire—she isn't really up-to-date with school happenings."
Hey, Mass! It's Leesh. Hear about the new student? What if she's a goddess and rises to b more popular than us? Is that POSSIBLE? We totally gotta keep an eye on her—I mean, she IS from the beautiful beaches of California—she's seen celebrities up close and has been able to take notes! She's probably really tanned, too! Can you say T-R-O-U-B-L-E?
Hey! It's Kristen. I wonder if the new student is an athlete—I hope! But what if she rules us all in soccer and leaps to star status? That can NOT happen.
Massie rolled her eyes. Kristen's messages were short and to the point because of her phone's lack of full keyboard.
Massie, it's Dylan. We've got a total problem. The new student (so I've heard) is tall, blonde, SKINNY, and a rising star! She's gonna break our group into complete pieces if she achieves super-popular status! We are in for it if we can't find her weakness.
It's Claire. What's up?
Massie discarded Claire's and sent identical messages to the three about the new student.
We only have one way to make sure that the PC stays on top. "If you can't beat the beauty, get her to join your team."