Disclaimer: I do nawt own the Clique series. PUH-lease enjoy!!! And review!!!!
WESTCHESTER, NEW YORK
Warwick Apartment Complex
Sunday
It was a rather disgustingly beautiful day. That consisted of nothing, but: clear skys, a record breaking heat, the smell of charcoal on the grill, with the overzealous screams of teens in the distance. Much to the former hotel heiress, Skye Celica Hamilton's chagrin.
The buttery blonde yearned for the quote on quote, good old days. The days where she could go on an endless shopping spree. Curtesy of Daddy's Amex card. Now the only shopping Skye could do, involved a bargain barn. EW! And instead of, spending countless hours lounging around Olympic sized swimming pool, with the DSL-Daters. The blue eyed alpha found herself lounging around what looked like a mold infested vinyl liner pool.
Ugh FML!!!! Sobbed the disgrace hotel heiress.
When her phone vibrated, underneath her toned and recently tanned thigh. Snatching her used whitish-yellow iPhone 12.
Skye double tapped the screen.
st.Abeley: hey S, can we talk?
themileSKYEclub: No
st.Abeley: lol...y not?
themileSKYEclub: because what do we have to talk abt.
st.Abeley: besides us.
themileSKYEclub: there is no us remember. U fucked tht up when u cheated awn me w/ Shelby Wexler
st.Abeley: lol that was last yr. N I was black out drunk.
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st.Abeley: N i thought it was you.
themileSKYEclub: do u think tht makes it any better?!?
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themileSKYEclub: I'm logging off.
st.Abeley: wait!!!!
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st.Abeley: for what it's worth I'm sorry.
themileSKYEclub: w.e now what do u want?!
st.Abeley: lol...smh. I was hoping you'd reconsider coming to the party in throwin this weekend.
themileSKYEclub: I'll think abt it.
WESTCHESTER, NEW YORK
THE BLOCK ESTATE
Monday
It was half past midnight. When a irritated, and slightly annoyed Massie Cordelia Block snatched off her silk Hermés eye mask.
"Ehhh!!!!" Sighed the amber eyed Alpha before tossing back the 800-filled European down duvet. Flicking on her bedside lamp.
Startling her precious pug, Bean in the process.
"Soooorryeeee." Whispered Massie, rubbing Bean's tushee. "Good back to sleep,"
Bean grumbled in dismay, but quickly laidback down. Five minutes later Bean had drifted off to sleep with only her softly snores as a lullaby.
I wish I could fall asleep that fast! Mused Massie, almost longingly. Before sinking her white OPI polished toes into her custom lavender Hermés open toe slippers. Crossing her ginormous bedroom, Massie beeline to her newly renovated walk-in closet.
Throwing open the luxurious French double doors. Massie made a beeline towards her mannequin, that stood in the middle of the room. Usually by now there would of been, some kind of designer ensemble draped around fabric.
Unfortunately, due to the fact that Massie spent most of her summer at Galwaugh Farm and the rest in Pareé. Only to return back to the States, yesterday evening! After the longest 13 hour flight back to New York.
The entire Block family found themselves exhausted. Including Inez who, still recovering from being jet lagged and hadn't quite gotten around to unpacking Massie's new Emily in Paris/ Blair Waldorf French inspired fall wardrobe. Which were currently in boxes cluttering the white sheepskin carpet.
However, that would be a problem for the weekend, though Massie. As she weaved through the boxes trying to find a Alpha worthy outfit for Orientation today.
When her new rotary phone suddenly rang.
"Uh...hello?" Answered Massie, a bit confused.
"Hey..."
"Kuh-laire, what are you doing up?!" Gasped Massie, excitedly. It had been about two weeks since Massie had spoken to the wide eyed omega.
"Couldn't sleep." Shrugged Claire, as she played with the cord to the phone.
"Stalker much," joked Massie.
"Whateves..." chuckled Claire, turning up her tv. Just incase a certain someone who easy dropping on the other line. "Anyways, I saw your light awn and I figured you couldn't either."
"Opposite of true."
"Massie..."sighed Claire, not buying her lies one bit.
"I'm serious!"
"Mass..."
"Fine, I was nervous too!" Confessed Massie, searching through the various silk clothing racks. "I kept tossing, and turning all night."
"Same,"
"Well..." sighed Massie, exiting her walk-in closet. "If you and I are up, it's safe to say the others most likely are too." Plopping down in front of iMac, Massie signed onto IM.
Massiekur: any1 up?!?!! FT in 5?
Five minutes later, Kristen signed on.
"Heeeyyyy sorry, but I can't talk long." Gasped the Korean beauty. Her jet black waist length braids swung behind her. As Kristen frantically stuffed her soccer gear into her Ivy Park duffle.
"What? Why?!" Snapped Claire and Massie, disappointedly. It had been three months since either girl had seen the theta.
"Some of the varsity girls, invited me to go running with them this morning."
Kristen winced, at the slightly annoyed expression on Massie's ever so flawless face.
"But, I could always reschedule--"
"Abh-solutely nawt!" Snapped Massie, surprisingly. "Kris, go have fun. We'll see each other later anyways."
"REALLY?!"
"Duh."
"Oh-kay, byeeee!" Waved Kristen, before signing off.
Though a few minutes later, Dylan jumped on the FaceTime.
"Mornin' bitoches," burped Dylan.
Sending the group into a fit of giggles, which didnt entirely end until Alicia hopped on.
"Hola chiquitas!"Greeted Alicia, as she came onto the screen with a silk turban wrapped her curls. Similar to the old movie stars. Along with what looked like an ace bandage covering her entire face.
"Um...Leesh, what's awn your face?" Burped Dylan. As Claire, and Massie tried their hardest to control their snickering.
Alicia, raised her eyebrow clearly confused. Before reaching for her bedside mirror.
"Ohhh...It's a lifting bandage."
The girls stared a the beta for a moment. Waiting for her to continue. "It's suppose to provide instant anti-aging effect."
"Oh, I heard Joan Crawford wore one as well." Nodded Massie.
"But, why do you have it awn?" Pressed Dylan.
"Because we have Orientation and ID pictures in a few hours, and I want to lewk my best!" Announced Alicia proudly.
"and this is it?" Muttered Claire, accidentally out loud.
Alicia's expression fell, as her naturally ruby lips went "o". Sending the group into another fit of giggles. Alicia playfully flipped the omega off. While Massie and Dylan both, clutched their sides in pain. From laughing Trying their best to keep their voices down.
"Anyways..."sighed Alicia, playfully rolling her eyes at Claire. Who gasped dramatically slapping her hand against her chest. "Can anyone explain why, we're awn a FaceTime at...one forty in the morning?!"
"Claire and I couldn't sleep. So we figured you guys might be up too."
"Yeah I couldn't sleep," admitted Dylan. As she searched through the fridge trying to find something to eat besides last night dinner! Which consisted of quinoa, kale and organic apples. Yuck! "Around like ten, I finally gave up and starting watching Vogue makeup tutorials on YouTube."
"Same." Yawned Alicia, leaning up to flick on her lamp. "I kept dreaming I was wearing last years Ralph Lauren...it was awful!"
"I had the same dream, but it was Ked's." Offered Massie, gagging.
"Ehmagwad!" Gasped Alicia, horrified. "What is wrong with us?! Why are freaking ourselves out like a bunch of fashion-less LBRs."
Massie and Dylan, begrudgingly nodded in agreement.
"I mean, seriously guys you are The Pretty Committee." Reasoned Alicia, snapping the girls out of their self doubt. "Fashion icons of OCD and soon to be BOP!"
Claire cheered while Dylan and Massie, squared their shoulders. Pushing their uncertainty into the shadows of their subconscious.
"Your abh-solutely right, Leesha." Nodded Massie, though her hesitant remained. "Buuuutttt, who would like to be rated?...Just to calm their nerves, and get some much needed beauty sleep?"
"ME!" Cried the PC.
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