A/N: hawtjucyaddict, xoxo Starrry-eyed, and fanficfanticgirl aren't real! I feel bad for the real authors. :( Stay strong, guys!

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Next chapter will be extra long, because it's the Halloween party we've all been waiting for. :)

xx,

Rachel

-Chapter 7-

The Westchester Mall
Saks Fifth Avenue
Saturday, October 20th
3:17 P.M.

Saturday afternoon, Massie pushed open the door to Saks and stepped in. Yes, this was where she belonged. She eyed the racks full of designer clothing, wishing she could buy them. But sadly, she couldn't right now. She was on a mission, and the mission was to get her Fawn costume.

She sauntered over to a rack of dresses, and approached the saleslady. "Um, excuse me?" Massie tapped the lady on the shoulder. Her name tag said "Linda."

"Oh! Hi. How may I help you?" Linda straightened up and stopped organizing the dresses for a moment.

"I'm Massie Block. My friend, Ahnna Pincher, was here just yesterday, I think. She put some clothes on hold for us. May I please see them?" Massie smiled confidently.

"Sure. You said 'Ahnna Pincher,' right?" Linda asked.

"Yup." Massie nodded. "Here's my credit card. Ring it up, please." Massie reached into her bag and pulled out her credit card. She handed it to Linda, who graciously took it.

"One sec. I'll be right back." Linda walked away, her Miu Miu kitten heels making a click-clack sound as she walked. A few minutes later, she emerged, holding a shopping bag. "Here you go." She handed the bag to Massie along with her credit card.

"Thanks." Massie peered into the bag. An orange silk Alexander McQueen minidress stared back at her. Tucked in there was a brown leather belt to go with the dress. Brown Tory Burch ballet flats completed the look. Massie had to admit, it didn't look half bad, considering that Ahnna had picked it out.

"No problem. I'm happy I could help you out." With that, Linda strolled away, probably going off to help another customer.

Massie was halfway out the door when she thought of something. Why should she let Ahnna control what she wears? Sure, Ahnna may be alpha of the Ahnnabees, but Massie should at least have the freedom to wear what she wanted to. It's a free country, after all.

Suddenly, Massie had a brilliant idea. She would wear a different costume, just to prove to Ahnna that she wasn't the boss of her. She would show up to the party as Fawn, but then ditch her costume for a new costume. But what costume would she wear?

Massie walked back into the store, ready to start searching for a new costume. Devil? No, too overdone. Angel? Nah, too innocent. Witch? Wayyyyy too overdone. Pirate? She probably couldn't pull that off. Then, it hit her. Little Red Riding Hood. Of course. It was classic, and ageless. All she had to do was Massie-fy it.

After a few minutes of wandering around, another dress by Alexander McQueen, this time a red corseted waist full circle dress, caught her eye. She had decided not to go with the classic Red Riding Hood dress. She would wear something red (obviously) but it would be totally Massie. She yanked the dress off the rack, and set off in search for a pair of shoes to go with it.

She was looking for a pair of flats. In fifth grade, Massie couldn't wear heels, because she would trip and fall every time she wore them. She finally learned in sixth grade, but that was next year. That was why she needed flats.

Finally, she found the perfect pair of Miu Miu ballerinas. It had a bow that was super cute, and the heel was covered with Swarovski crystals. She checked the price tag. $585. Oh well, it wasn't as much as the dress!

Next, Massie needed a cape. If she remembered correctly, her mom had an old Little Red Riding Hood costume stashed in the back of her closet. She would only borrow the cape, nothing else.

She quickly pulled out her phone and dialed her mom's number. Kendra Block picked up on the first ring. "Yes, Massie?" Her voice sounded a little strained.

"Hi mom," Massie said into the phone. "Do you still have your old Little Red Riding Hood costume?"

"Yes, I do. Are you thinking about being Red Riding Hood for Halloween? Of course you can borrow mine, sweetie."

"Um, no, it's not for me. Ahnna already has costumes planned out for all of us, remember? We're going as the Disney fairies. I'm Fawn." Massie took a deep breath. "The Red Riding Hood costume is for a friend," she lied. "Oh, and she only needs the cape."

"Well, that's no problem! I'll find it right now. It'll be in your room when you get back."

"Thanks, Mom. Bye." Massie pressed the end button and dropped her phone back in her bag.

Dress? Check. Shoes? Check. Cape? Check. What was missing? Oh! Massie snapped her fingers. The basket. But did she really want to carry around a picnic basket all night? No, she did not. She decided to ditch the basket and get a simple handbag instead.

Massie picked out a Kate Spade New York Gold Coast Georgina Leather Dome bag. It was basically the same color as the picnic basket would've been. Suddenly, she had another burst of inspiration. She would put bottles of Essie nail polish in her bag, and walk around handing them out. The people would remember her after that. And Massie Block was definitely worth remembering.

Massie grabbed bottles of nail polish and stuffed them in the bag, because there wasn't any other place she could put it. She had to make sure that no two colors were the same. She wanted every single gift to be unique. This was the first step to becoming alpha and overthrowing Ahnna.

A-List, Big Spender, Blanc. Chastity, Delicacy, Fiesta. Guilty Pleasures, Mademoiselle, Mesmerize. Mint Candy Apple, Pink Diamond, Stroke of Brilliance. The list goes on and on. After ten minutes, Massie had just about every color of Essie nail polish ever made stuffed inside her Kate Spade bag. Ahnna was inviting a lot of people to her party, after all. Maybe there would be extras left for Massie. Just recently, Kendra had accidentally thrown out all her nail polish. Massie had to go to the salon every time she wanted a mani-pedi.

She strolled up to the check-out counter confidently. Surprisingly, the lady behind the counter was Linda. She looked up from the Elle magazine she was reading and glanced at Massie, surprised. "I thought you were just here! Back for more?"

Massie nodded. She pulled out her AmEx and handed it to Linda. Linda quickly rang up her products, and swiped her AmEx. "Well, here you go." She handed Massie her AmEx back and peered into the shopping bag. "That certainly is a lot of nail polish. You sure you can handle it? It's a bit heavy."

"I'm fine, thanks." Massie took the shopping bag and almost collapsed under the weight. She regained her balance after a few seconds and managed a smile.

Just as Massie was walking out of the store with two shopping bags in tow, she ran into Hanna and Alicia. Alicia pursed her lips. "Well, if it isn't May-sie, our resident bitch."

"Well, if it isn't Alicia, our resident slut," Massie shot back.

Alicia gasped. "Did you just call me a . . . slut?" Massie nodded. "Well, excuse me! I am anything but a slut."

"That revealing halter top seems to speak differently. Come on, you're in fifth grade, for heaven's sake!" Massie glanced at Alicia's outfit uncertainly.

Alicia rolled her chocolate brown eyes. "Anyway, what's in the bag? It's like you cleared out the whole store. Please say you left some for us."

It was Massie's turn to roll her amber eyes. "Puh-lease. I bought a bunch of nail polish to hand out at Ahnna's Halloween party." She shot a pity look at Hanna and Alicia. "Sorry, guys, but you won't be getting any."

"Puh-lease yourself," Hanna spoke up. "Handing out free nail polish bottles will just scream I'm desperate! Please accept my gift to you."

Massie had no idea where that came from. When she first met Hanna, Massie had thought that she was a really nice, super sweet girl. Where had this bitchy Hanna come from?

"Hanna's right," Alicia agreed. "You're so desperate, you're giving out gifts for free."

Massie's jaw dropped open. "It's a great idea, and people will love it. You know how the saying goes. It's better to give than to receive. You two obviously wouldn't know it, because all you want is to receive. Self-centered much?"

"I mean, have I ever seen you two give anyone a gift, or do any random act of kindness? No. The way I won over the student population of OCD was by making them worship me. Making them like me. They knew that they could count on me as their alpha," Massie lied. Of course, that wasn't exactly how she had won them over. But it was close.

"I thought you went to PMS." Alicia looked confused.

Whoops. "Oh, right. I do. I meant PMS, not OCD."

"Um, Mass, I go to your school. And there is no way in hell that you're the alpha of PMS," Hanna said.

"Okay, fine. I lied," Massie finally gave in. "But still. It's better to give than to receive. Don't you guys love seeing the look on someone's face when you help them? It makes me happy to see them happy."

Massie had no way of stopping the words that were coming out of her mouth. Was she actually nice back then? Did she actually like to help people in fifth grade? Maybe she was nice in fifth grade. But when she met the Pretty Committee, everything had changed. She was no longer Ahnna's shy friend who loved to write, and was a good student. She was no longer an omega. She had become an alpha, an attention-commanding alpha full of good comebacks. She had devoted all her time into making herself the perfect alpha.

"May-sie, stop. That's nice and all, but I really don't care. Sorry," Alicia sneered.

Massie couldn't believe this new-or should she say, old-Alicia. Her best guess was that after the New Year's Yves party, Alicia had started to become a loyal beta. She was finally part of a clique, and wanted to stay by Massie's side all of the time. But not soon after that, Alicia suddenly felt the need to become alpha and overthrow Massie.

"Leesh, what have I ever done to you?" Massie asked.

"For the millionth time, don't call me that!" Alicia fumed. "And Hanna told me all about you."

Massie threw her arms up in surprise. "I've never done anything bad to Hanna."

"Yes, you have," Hanna butted in. "Remember the field trip to Philly?" She glared at Massie.

Oh. Massie remembered now. Yikes. That was so not a good field trip. Massie had promised that she would be Hanna's partner, because they needed a partner or a group to stay with. But at the last second, Ahnna had insisted that the Ahnnabees should stick together, so Massie had to join their group. Hanna was partnerless, so their teacher had assigned Hanna to the LBR group. You know, the extremely unpopular people. Hanna and Massie had already planned out where they were going to go and what they were going to do. Hanna was mad at Massie for about two weeks, but then Massie had apologized a million times, so Hanna forgave her.

"I said I was sorry about that. You just don't understand what Ahnna can be like," Massie said.

"Wait, what happened in Philly?" Alicia asked.

"Long story." Massie waved her off. "Don't feel like explaining."

"We planned everything, Massie. And you ditched me," Hanna said, looking genuinely hurt.

"I'm really sorry, Han. But that was last year, can't we just forget about it? I said I was sorry," Massie pleaded.

"I can't forget. Mass, I had to go with the losers."

"Look, Han-"

"Just shut up," Hanna hissed.

"Okay, fine. Goodbye. I'll get out of your lives." Massie turned on her heel and walked away. She would not let two of her ex-friends ruin her life.

Credits to xoxo Starry-eyed for suggesting that Massie wear a Little Red Riding Hood costume, and Massie-fy it. Thanks!

P.S. To all of you who read purpleprincess03's stories: Cin has been really busy lately. She's currently on the band trip to NYC (lucky), and she's coming back on Saturday. She's 3/4 done with the 4th chapter of All's Well That Ends Well, so she'll probably finish that soon.

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