The Watson's Hotel Room
Closet
Monday, August 18, 2014
4:06 P.M.

The closet in the Hotel room was pretty big but it still didn't house all of the clothes Massie had brought with her. James only rolled his eyes at the suitcases she had brought, but he was the one to talk since he had several suitcases of his own.

Earlier in the day Massie had went to get her hair done by some new girl. The salon was positive that Massie would love Jamie. She loved her right away and what Jamie had done her hair right.

Massie looked at herself in the mirror and smirked. She and James were currently getting ready for the dinner party. She had even booked them a table at the most exclusive restaurant in New York. Le LaRosa had a nice menu and a wonderful atmosphere. There weren't screaming kids running around and everybody dressed like they had owned the place.

Jamie, Massie's own stylist, had arranged her hair to curl in perfect waves down to her shoulders. Part of her hair was twisted into a bun and looked like it was messy on purpose. Her makeup applied perfectly, the only thing missing was her outfit. Right now she stood in a white fluffy bathrobe.

"What do you think?" asked James looking hot in his tux. Le LaRosa had a formal attire for all of its guests whether it be children or old people.

"Perfect," said Massie sweetly to her fiancé. She kissed him and James had happily kissed back. She didn't want to leave but she wanted to make amends with her friends. At least in some way, even if it means everything in her power.

Massie made her way to the closet before pulling out a BlockedOut original. It was a pale cream, blue, and pink mix with an intricate rose pattern. It was one of her favorite outfits that she had designed herself and the first one she had released in Britain.

"Would you like me to zip that up for you madam?" asked James teasingly. Graciously Massie accepted him to zip it up. The skirt flared perfectly at her hips and settled at her feet nicely. It felt so nice to be going out with her friends. She was acting like a true alpha once again and what it was worth.

James turned and looked at both of them in the long mirror. They were ready.

The Harrington Bedroom

Closet

Monday, August 18, 2014

4:15 P.M.

"Does this look okay?" asked Derrick coming out of their large closet. He was dressed in a pair of khaki's, a white nice shirt, and a black blazer.

"I think Le LaRosa is requires a formal dress code," said Dylan looking over at him casually. Derrick turned and sighed before changing in the closet. Dylan finally got up from watching him model to change into her own clothes.

Derrick stepped back out dressed for his best and holding something on the hanger. He pulled open the cover over it and showed her an elegant blue dress. The top was halter and the neckline plunged deep into her breast, with a beaded belt underneath. The bottom of the dress was a lighter blue while the top stayed dark. Dylan remembered wearing that to Derrick's parent's anniversary party, back when she was pregnant with Cassidy. Chances that it fit was possible as the belt area could be adjusted.

"Derrick I'd wear that but I think the neckline shows a little much," she said teasing him lightly.

"Hey, I'm not complaining," he said wrapping his arm around her mid-section. Derrick kissed her neck gently and started to nip a bit. Dylan sighed finding that certain kind of drive going up but it was way too close to her due date.

"Not to mention it'll draw more attention to me more than Massie."

"Oh you are mine," he said into her ear before continuing on. They would have gone further too if it hadn't been for Cassidy knocking on the door. Cassidy looked like she was getting ready for this dinner party too. Her favorite lavender dress with the empire waist and sparkling over skirt was already one along with her white Maryjane's.

Now if anything could make Massie mad that would be bringing Cassidy, when she already said no. Sighing Dylan hated to be the one to tell Cassidy she couldn't go. It was her duty to tell her, though.

"Sweetie," said Dylan getting to her knees. "That's a lovely dress but you can't go."

"Why not?" Cassidy asked seriously and letting her features crinkle up. "I have my party dress." She gestured to the dress that she was wearing. It was actually the one she wore to her aunt Sami's wedding about 2 months back.

"Because it's adults only," said Dylan firmly. "But we can have a fancy tea party tomorrow after school. You can dress your dolls up and I'll make brownies and everything."

Cassidy pouted her lips before agreeing. Derrick took Cassidy's hand and went to her room to change. Dylan turned toward the dress and decided to put it on after all. Carefully Dylan had twisted her waist length curly hair into a French braid. Then applied her light make up, just some gloss and blush.

Then the dress went on when the phone rang. She hoped that Derrick could pick it up as she struggled to zip the dress up in the back. Looking at her reflection after getting the back zipped up she smiled. It was satisfying to see her get all dress up again.

"That was Paige," said Derrick coming into the room holding Cassidy who was still dressed. "She's in the hospital with Phoebe who is giving birth. Neither of them can babysit."

She gapped at the idea of Phoebe giving birth before her. Then it dawned on her that neither of them could babysit which made Dylan gap more. Dylan's friend Paige couldn't babysit nor could her sister. Cam and Claire. Her friend Sophia was in the middle of moving. There was no way Dylan was going to go crawling back to her sisters or her mother for something as small as babysitting.

"What about Sami?" asked Dylan trying hard not to panic.

"In Cabo," said Derrick flatly. "Trust me as soon I as heard Paige or Phoebe couldn't babysit I called her next. We don't have a babysitter."

The Fisher Household

Closet

Monday, August 18, 2014

4:00 P.M.

Alicia studied some of the clothes and smiled as soon as she saw the Ralph Lauren clothes. Claire Stacey Lyon's closet was actually filled with great clothes. She was pleased to see that there was some dresses that Alicia could fit. Studying the girl from the corner of her eye Alicia couldn't help but notice that Claire did fill out the top of a dress.

Right now Claire remembered the words that she had told Massie: What goes around comes around. Now it was like a leech in the form of Alicia Rivera. Alicia was going from angst to mean and then back to angst. What goes around really DOES come around.

And when Claire said mean, Alicia had made a couple of rude stuff about Dylan in the car. Claire had tried to stop her but the looks Cam had sent her seemed to be doing it for her already.

"Oh this is cute," said Alicia holding up a golden sleeveless dress that stopped at her mid-calf. It shimmered in the light that made Claire hold her breath. That was the dress she wore to the Oscars last year with Cam. She had been invited because she was a part of the cast of New Town High for about 2 seasons. According to Cam acting as a teacher does not count as being a teacher.

Thinking about her acting gigs made her excited about her new role. Her roll on New Town High was a decent role but that wasn't a big show.

"I like this too!" Alicia then pulled out a deep purple dress that was ankle length and had a sweetheart neckline. Alicia's mind was thinking ahead at what the others might wear. Then she thought of what Massie might say to her.

Massie. What would Massie say to her once they saw each other girl? Alicia all of a sudden felt sick to her stomach. Maybe going to this dinner party was a bad idea. Claire had stared at Alicia who had gone quiet. Claire remembered reading emotional trauma for being in the hospital for one to two days.

Finally Alicia looked over at her and gave her a small smile.

"How about this one?" asked Claire pulling out the dress that Claire wasn't going to wear. The dress itself was red with a slit up the side and a one shoulder side. Alicia smirked when she saw the Ralph Lauren tag from where she was sitting.

Claire turned and let Alicia who put the dress on solemnly. Alicia perked up when she saw what Claire was going to wear. Claire had come out wearing a deep green dress with lace short sleeves and stopped around her calves.

Something was wrong with Alicia because she said absolutely nothing when she came out. Claire only reminded herself of what happened. Alicia was going through something that nobody had went through themselves.

The Gregory Home

Closet

Monday, August 18, 2014

4:30 P.M.

Kristen looked over at her paper that she had just written and marveled over it. She had just finished a 20 page paper over juvenile diabetes. She felt so proud that she would be soon graduating med school! Kristen worked hard on getting into Brown University and graduating so soon with a PhD.

"Kristen are you ready yet?" yelled someone from outside the door. That was her friend Frankie (short for Francesca) ready to drive together.

"Almost!" cried Kristen stepping into her full closet. After playing on the soccer team all through college and playing on a team, she paid for her own home. She quickly grabbed her knee length black skirt and buttoned it on. Frantically she searched for her pale blue blouse and found it underneath her favorite black purse. Her black vest was hanging on her door knob ready to go.

She pulled the blouse on and smiled at her appearance. Kristen couldn't help but love her job at Le LaRosa. All of her fellow waitresses were friendly and great as a team. It was like her and the fellow soccer players at uni.

The day before seemed to flash in front of her as she remembered it. Her Kristen Michelle Gregory was going to the Olympics for girls' soccer. It was exciting as she was heading to Argentina to play for everyone to see.

Kristen slid on her favorite black flats and quickly exited the apartment. Last week was going great and she was excited to see what this week would bring.