Chapter 3
Lola's POV
The Prettier Committee strutted into OCD. Lola walked next to and slightly behind Emmory.
She was the third in command, which ahbiously was unfair, since she was Massie Block's daughter. Lola hated to be an Alicia, but she was born, no destined to be alpha, to be Massie. But no, Em was blessed with the position of alpha.
It was unfair. But Lola would bet on her mom's priceless hand-me-downs that at the end of the year she would be alpha, one way or another.
The girls headed to the Tree, which every BOCD offspring knew belonged to PC and PC2. When they reached the old oak, they stood in a circle and began the ratings.
Emmory was first, naturally. She wore a sleeveless chambray dress with gold wedges, a thick gold chain necklace and bracelet, and finally, a leather backpack. Then, she pulled back her raven locks and showed ahmazing diamond flower earrings.
"9.7. Definitely," Em declared. The rest of the girls nodded in agreement. Lola rolled her eyes. Of course, alpha gets the highest score.
Faye was next, wearing a mint cropped jacket, a white crochet crop-top, a high-wasted khaki skirt, black gladiator wedges, and a big beige messenger bag. Emmory nodded and rated her 9.5.
Imogen was called up. Imogen was wearing pink crochet shorts, with a white peplum top, cutout wedges, a silver elephant necklace, and a black backpack.
"I give you an 8.5 because the outfit is stylish, but the necklace doesn't go with it," Faye said, looking to Emmory for approval. "I agree with Faye," Lola said.
Emmory shot them both a look. Lola rolled her eyes because Em was so obsessive that no one cross her or say her lines.
"You're next, Lola," she said icily, prompting her with a manicured finger. "Okay, whatever you say, Emmory," Lola retorted, sashaying into the circle, and spinning around.
She was rocking a galaxy print top with a black miniskirt, black gladiator sandals, a purple gem ring, and a denim backpack.
Emmory put on her "cruel" thinking face, and said, "Hmm…I'll give it an 8.3. I was going to give it an 8.7 but somebody thought it would be smart to act like they were in charge."
Lola stalked back to her place.
Elise was the last to go. The skinny gamma stepped gingerly into the ring, and showed everyone her strapless high-low dress with brown oxford heels, and a red backpack.
"I give your outfit an 8.5. The dress is pretty and I like the compliments of lavender and red," the alpha said with confidence from putting Lola back in her place.
The bell rang and girls shifted from side to side. It was here! The bell! First period!
"Okay, girls. We'll be walking to "Girl On Fire". Heads high and strut. Ready?" Emmory asked, giving a final toss to her dark hair.
"I've been ready all my life," Lola commented, amber eyes flashing.
"Let's do this," Faye added.
"I'm ready for it," Elise said, plumping her ginger curls.
"We are going to rule this," Imogen said, and on that, the five fearless girls headed toward OCD.
A/N: Yay another chapter! Hopefully, I'm not updating too fast, but I have a lot of time right now, so yeah. I really like Lola and her sass. Emmory is just kind of insecure in private, but her mean side is going to come into play next chapter. And just so you know, I picked "Girl on Fire" because I have it stuck in my head. LOL! K, bye!