edit: So, miyame-chan told me that Ahnna's last name was Pincher. (Thanks for that, BTW) And yeah . . . I edited it. (3-22-13)

~be careful what you wish for~
ii. back in time

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Westchester, NY
The Block Estate
Saturday, October 13th
8:00 A.M.

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"What's going on?" Massie Block said as she stepped out of her room. "Mom!" she cried.

Kendra Block poked her head out of her room. "Yes, Massie?" She was wearing a Stella McCartney silk-satin robe from three years ago. That was strange. Massie thought Kendra had become really attached to her Juicy Couture robe these days.

"Why are these paintings still in the hallway? I thought you got rid of them three years ago," Massie said.

"What do you mean? We just put them up last week." Kendra looked confused.

"What are you talking about? You got these at the annual Westchester auction three years ago."

Kendra crinkled her brows. "No, honey, the auction was last week."

Massie sighed in defeat. She let her eyes wander to the calendar in Kendra and William's room. Hmm. That was strange. The calendar said that it was three years ago.

"Mom-" she started.

"Just a second Massie. Why are you wearing those pajamas? I told you that they were last season. Throw them out!" Kendra barked.

Massie looked down at her pajamas. "These? Correction: they're so ten seasons ago." Massie cocked her head. She wondered if her mom was okay, because usually Kendra was up-to-date on the latest fashion trends.

"But we just bought it three months ago."

"Um, no. We bought it three years ago." Massie looked her mom in the eye. "Are you losing your memory already?" She put her hand on her heart. "That's so sad."

"Massie, honey, I'm still very young."

Massie snickered into her palm. Kendra shot her a look. Massie immediately stopped and lowered her palm. Hmm. Strange. Her nails were painted white with black polka dots. That was exactly how she loved to do her nails three years ago.

Suddenly, all the pieces came together. The calendar with the date from three years ago. The paintings from three years ago. Her pajamas from three years ago. And finally, her nail design from three years ago. There was only one way to confirm it. "Sorrymomgottagodosomethingse eyouatbreakfast!"

Massie ran all the way back to her bedroom. She didn't stop until she was safely at her desk with her laptop. She quickly logged onto her IM account and IM'd Ahnna.

Massiekur: Hey Ahnna.

The only way to know for sure was to IM the alpha of her old clique, The Ahnnabees. If Ahnna responded with the usual "oh hi Massie" from three years ago, everything would've been confirmed.

AhnnaoftheAhnnabees: Oh hi Massie.

Check.

Massiekur: I just want to ask you something. Sorry if I woke you.

AhnnaoftheAhnnabees: U did wake me up from my beauty sleep...something u obviously wouldn't know much about. Anyway, what is it that u wanted 2 know?

Double check.

Massiekur: R we still on for the sleepover 2nite?

AhnnaoftheAhnnabees: Ahbviously. My house, 2nite 7. B there or die.

And triple check.

Massiekur: Kk, thx. C u l8r, bye!

AhnnaoftheAhnnabees: Whatevs.

Massie quickly signed off and closed her laptop. "No, no, no, no, no," she muttered. "No, this can nawt be happening!" She wanted to grab Bean and bury her nose into her puppy's fur. Then she realized that Bean was gone. She had gotten Bean the next year, after Merri-Lee Marvil's New Year's Yves Party. Right now, it was October 13th. She had about three more months to go.

There must have been a shooting star yesterday night. Massie smacked herself on the forehead. She was so stupid for not noticing! When she made a wish, she always timed it so that it was when a shooting star came. Most of the time, her wishes came true. But those were small things, like her parents buying her the limited edition Jimmy Choos or something like that. She had never wished for something as life-changing as this. Massie wished she could take it back.

Massie sank into her bed and sighed. She must have been so angry yesterday that she just didn't think. Usually she was the type of person who thought before she said anything. Why else would her comebacks be so good? But last night, she let her anger get the best of her. She would do absolutely anything if it meant getting out of this nightmare.

"Time for breakfast, Massie!" Kendra called through the intercom.

"Coming, Mom!" Massie called back.

She hurried down the steps and sat down at her usual spot at the kitchen table. Kendra placed a plate of scrambled eggs in front of her. "So, you have a sleepover with Ahnna tonight?" Massie nodded. "What time do you have to be there?" Kendra asked. Massie held up seven fingers. "Okay," Kendra said. "You girls have fun tonight, 'kay?" Massie nodded and gave her mom a thumbs-up.

Kendra got up and grabbed her leather Coach bag. "Well, I guess I'd better get going. I'm meeting a friend for shopping at the Westchester Mall." She kissed Massie on the forehead. "Lunch is in the fridge. Be good!" With that, Kendra walked out the front door. Massie sat there quietly, slowly eating her scrambled eggs. She placed her plate inside the dishwasher and made her way up to her room.

Massie opened her closet doors and gasped at the sight of her wardrobe from three years ago. She couldn't believe that plaid was in back then. Massie scoured through her clothes, trying to find something acceptable to wear. Finally, she found a cute Stella McCartney dress and a pair of Miu Miu flats. She quickly changed and admired herself in her full-length mirror.

Yes, she was ready to face Ahnna.

Westchester, NY
Ahnna's Mansion
Saturday, October 13th
7:02 P.M.

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Massie rang the doorbell uncertainly and checked her watch. It was 7:02 P.M. She shifted uncomfortably in her Miu Miu flats. She was two minutes late. It might not sound like much, but Massie knew from past experience that punctuality was the most important things to Ahnna. She freaked if you were even a half second late. Imagine what she would say about being two whole minutes late!

The front door opened, and Massie found herself face-to-face with Mrs. Pincher. "Hello, Massie," Mrs. Pincher said.

"Hi, Mrs. Pincher," Massie said shyly.

"Come in. Ahnna and the girls are in her room." Mrs. Pincher opened the door wider so that Massie could come in. Massie didn't bother stopping to admire the grandeur of the mansion. She quickly ran up the stairs and arrived at Ahnna's room, panting and out of breath. After stopping to catch her breath, Massie slowly opened the door. She had her apology speech thought out in her head already.

But there was no need for an apology speech, because Ahnna immediately pulled Massie in and said, "Massie! Thank goodness you're finally here." Massie sat down on the sleeping bag already laid out for her. "I was just telling everyone about the new yacht my daddy bought. You can come over whenever you want."

"I'll think about it," Massie said.

"Okay! Let's play Truth or Dare," Ahnna said.

"Yayyyyyyyyyyy!" Lana, Shauna, and Brianna waved their hands in the air. Massie rolled her eyes. Ahnna never wanted to play her games, like Wear or Dare.

"I'll go first. Um . . . truth," Ahnna said.

"Who do you like?" Brianna said, leaning in closer. Massie rolled her eyes again. Such an amateur question.

"Derrick Harrington. He goes to Briarwood," Ahnna said.

"How do you know him?" Lana asked.

"Oh, he's a family friend."

"How do we know you're nawt lying?" Massie challenged.

"You just have to trust me. I'm nawt lying. Swear to Gawd." Ahnna drew a cross over her heart. The other girls shrugged it off, believing her. "Lana, your turn. Truth or dare?"

"Dare, please." Lana bounced up and down. She was always the bouncy, hyper one.

"Okay, you asked for it." Ahnna smirked. "Go downstairs, open the freezer, and get the big box of mint chocolate chip ice cream. Come back upstairs and eat the whole thing." The other girls gasped. Lana was always so self-conscious of her weight.

"No way! I'm trying to lose weight," Lana said, jumping up.

"You chose dare. You have to do the dare given to you," Ahnna said.

"What if I don't want to?" Lana said.

"You have to. If you don't, I'll tell everyone that you . . ."

"I'll do it!" Lana immediately ran downstairs. A few minutes later, she stood at the door holding a spoon and the box of mint chocolate chip ice cream, panting and out of breath.

Massie raised and eyebrow. What did Ahnna know about Lana that was so secret that it could make Lana eat? Ahnna was just like Massie remembered her. Sneaky, deceptive, and manipulative. But she used her powers for her own benefit. You would think that she should be the alpha of Presbyterian Middle School, but no. Sure, Ahnna was sneaky, deceptive, and manipulative, but she had a rivalry going with the alpha of the top clique at PMS, LMNOP. Ahnna and the Ahnnabees had to settle for being the B-list clique.

"Open it," Ahnna urged. Lana opened the box hesitantly. "Well? Eat it," Ahnna urged again.

Lana scooped up a big spoonful and shoved it in her mouth. "Brain freeze," she groaned.

"Eat. It." Ahnna looked like an evil monster.

Lana shoved spoonful after spoonful into her throat until finally, the box was empty. "That wasn't so hard, was it?" Ahnna said with a smirk. Lana shook her head. Ahnna shoved a finger down her throat and imitated throwing up. Lana paled. Shauna and Brianna barely batted an eye. Massie shrugged it off as well.

"Let's not play this anymore," Shauna spoke up. "I'm bored."

"Well, then I'll un-bore you," Ahnna said with a grin. "Okay." She folded her hands on her lap and sat a little straighter. "You know Merri-Lee Marvil's annual New Year's Yves party?"

The girls nodded. "It's two months away," Brianna said.

"I know. But my dad got tickets for us in advance," Ahnna said.

"OMG, no way," Lana gushed. It was obvious that she had forgotten about the whole mint chocolate chip ice cream fiasco.

"Great," Massie said half-heartedly. Even though it had always been her dream to go to one of Merri-Lee Marvil's parties, she definitely didn't want to go with Ahnna.

"Come on, Mass," Ahnna said. "You've always wanted to go."

"I guess, but . . ." Massie trailed off. "My parents are going to Paris, and they said I could go with them."

"There will be plenty of opportunities to go to Paris," Ahnna said.

"There'll also be plenty of opportunities to go to one of Merri-Lee Marvil's parties," Massie shot back.

Ahnna pursed her lips. "Fine. Whatevs. Don't go. I don't care."

"Ahnna-" Massie started.

"Forget it." Ahnna forced a smile.

Massie was getting angry. Ahnna was always like this. She made it seem like it was Massie's obligation to go. If she didn't go, would the world end? No. Massie thought about how she would be thrown aside like last year's Prada bag if she didn't go with the Ahnnabees. Massie took a deep breath. "I'm going," she said.

Ahnna smiled. "Great," she said.

Even though the party was going to be great, her life wasn't. It seems like Massie had forgotten about Ahnna's evil powers. Massie buried her head in her hands. How was she ever going to survive this?

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