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BRIARWOOD OCTAVIAN PREP

The Fountain

Monday


The DSL-Daters were sat on the stone that incase the man made waterfall. Aimlessly watching the LBRs and EWs dart around the quad. Discussing how basic, their summers were.

As their alpha suddenly approached carrying a tray of drinks from Tropical Smoothies. And quickly handed over the refreshing drinks.

"You guys will never guess, who IM me last night." Announced Skye, taking a sip of her LEAN MACHINE smoothie with added lime and coconut. As the Daters tried guessing. The girls guessed everyone from: Ashley Everett, to Abby Lee Miller, and funnily enough Shira Brazil!

"No...no and no."

"Ehmagwad," Huffed Scarlett, bitting into her edible lime straw. "Skye just tell us already!" Whined the honey blonde, as she stirred Island Punch smoothie with an added Energizer.

"Chris Abeley."

"Your cheating womanizing ex-douche bag of a boyfriend Chris Abeley?!" Gasped Tiffany, nearly choking on her detox Island Green with an added Fat Burner. "PUH-LEASE, tell me you told that walking epidemic to kiss your perk little ass."

"Aww...you think it's perk?"

Tiffany simply rolled her emerald green eyes, "Skye, I'm being seriously! Do nawt tell me, that you guys are back together! Especially after he humiliated you in front of the entire school!"

"No..."

"But?"

"But...he invited us to his party."

"And you said 'hell no', right?" Interjected Tiffany, with her Northern Carolina accent ever so present.

"Um..."

"Well?"

"Nawt exactly." Oh

"SKYE!"

"Ehmagwad! What?!" Snapped Skye, who was starting to regret ever opening her mouth in the first place. "It's literally the hawtest party of the summer. And everyone is going! It'll be more embarrassing if we don't go."

"But Skye--"

"But Skye, nuh-thing! Last time I checked, Tiff. I was alpha nawt you. We're going. Period. End of discussion. Oh-kay?!"

"Okay."

An awkward silence fell upon the Daters. As they all quietly sipped their smoothies and scrolled through their various social medias.


Twenty-five minutes later...

The Daters were still sitting in semi-silence. When Becca Brie, mid chug of her Beach Bum smoothie looked up. A limo pulled into the circle drive, and five ah-mazing stunningly as well as equally beautiful girls stepped out. Soon a swarm of LBRs and EWs flooded the small group of girls. While a camera followed them around the campus.

"Owohoo's that?" Asked Becca Brie, the extra dark chocolate and peanut butter caused a seal, muffling her words. The Daters eyes quickly left their respective phones, however, the girls had already moved to the other side of the quad.

"Over by the limo." Nodded Delphi, in her deep southern French accent. Before taking a small sip of her Sunshine smoothie with an added Vital Collagen Booster.

"I don't know..." muttered Tiffany. Earning herself, Skye's infamous what-fuck-do-you-mean-you-don't-know! Glare from the clearly pissed off buttery blond alpha.

"But, I'll figure it out."

"You do that." Demanded Skye, before refocusing her attention back to the slightly worry some scene in front of her. Just in time to see, her HART of ex-boyfriend. Chris Abeley, and his idiot group of friends walk up and 'introduce' themselves.


BRIARWOOD OCTAVIAN PREP

The Quad

Monday


As Rivera's sleek matte black limo pulled into BOP's circle drive. While the PC took in the scenery before them.

"Eh"

"My..."

"FREAKING!"

"GWAD." Shrieked the girls in unison.

"Language..."Dean reminded, hoping his words weren't falling on deaf ears.

"Dyl, is everything set?" Asked Massie, pulling out her TART compact mirror.

"Yup, the crew just texted me they've finished setting up. They're ready when we are."

"Alright..." closing her mirror, Massie turned to the other PC members. "Who wants one last rating? For good luck, of course."

Of course, muttered the girls.

"Who's first?"

"I'll go since I missed the first rating," offered Kristen.

Massie tilted her head to the side, as she surveyed the theta's outfit. A sheer cream colored blouse, pleaded black shorts from Balmain, floral embroidered tightsl, leather Gucci loafers, a mixed gemstone necklace, gold flower plated brass earrings and monogrammed medium Balmain tote.

"9.7, I luh-v your 'messy' sock bun. But, drop the necklace. It clashes with the entire outfit!"

Without any hesitation, Kristen snatched the eyesore of a necklace from her slender neck. Before tossing it in her purse.

Next...

Was Claire. Her outfit consisted of a olive green pleated mini polo dress from Casablanca, paired with cat eye sunglasses, white glass pear choker, red sole mules and a matching red bottom mini tote both from Christian Louboutin. While her signature curls were freshly straightened to shoulder length and pulled up into a cute yet stylish high pony.

"9.8, but I could bump it to a 9.9. Untuck your money pieces, and and some gloss..." suggested Massie. As she handed over a tube of clear, yet glittery tube of Mocha Frost from Glossip Girl.

Third was ...

Alicia who was dressed in a fire red paisley long sleeved romper, paired with a leather accented belt.24k gold chain necklace, red oval Celine sunglasses, platform fringe sandals and a match fringe suede mini shoulder bag all from Ralph Lauren. And her hair was in its signature defused curls look.

"9.9 tres chic, Leesh. But, lose the red lips. Nudes a much better choice."

Dylan, wore a white lace diamonté collar puff-sleeve blouse, white pleated denim mini, pearly-studded platform sandals, black butterfly sunglasses, 18K gold masai three-strand bracelet with diamonds and Stella McCartney clutch. Her now signature strawberry blonde strands were pulled into a low ponytail.

"6.3"

"WHAT?!" Shrieked Dylan.

Everyone including Dean clutched their ears.

"UNLESS!" Shouted Massie, trying to drown out the auburn beauty's killer harpy scream. "You let me borrow your shoes!"

Dylan muttered, an "oh" as a small blush engulfed her newly sun kissed tan. Before nodding in agreement to let Massie borrow her shoes, as long as Massie let her borrow her new birkin.

"Deal. Congratulations Dly, 10's all across the board." Smirked Massie, giving the delta a round of applause. Soon the other girls joined in. Even Alicia! Who for once, wasn't bitter that another member had out ranked her.

Finally it was Massie, turn to be rated. The amber eyed beauty wore a floral mini dress curtsy of Alice Olivia, that hugged her small curves, a simple 14k pearl necklace, square sunglasses, a black leather "v" embroidered Versacé belt, a floral clutch and mule sandals all from Gucci.

"I'm already a 9.8 what could make me a 10?" Pressed Massie

"add a bit of gloss, and run your fingers through your hair to add more volume." Suggested Alicia, while the other girls nodded.

Once Massie was finished primping. She clapped her hands and said, "alright biotches." Dean decided to remained silent. Instead he just shook his head sending the girls into a fit of laughter. "We're walking to Public Affair by Jessica Simpson."