Saturday, October 25, 2008

Current State of Union

IN: jeans, lip gloss, boys,

OUT: baggy clothes, brothers

(more coming soon, what's IN and OUT in your world)

Sunday, October 19, 2008

My Clique (Episode #5)

Stacey's heart beat faster than it ever had before. She knew she should run to class immediatly to escape human embarrassment but something in Jessica's face made her want to stay. "So......am I?" she asked again, almost in a whisper. Sally gave a small smile. "Yup," was all she said. Stacey grinned so hard that her cheeks began to burn. "Really?!" Jessica and Amy actually smiled they gave her a hug. "Of course you are, Stace. You're one of us now." "So does that me i can-"
"But," said Sally, "There's one other thing you need to do. You'll need to get a DATE for Jessica's party. He needs to be someone cool, okay?" Stacey's face fell but she tried not to show it. "But i don't know any boys!"
Jessica smiled. "Then you'd better start 'bird' watching," she said with a smile.

Stacey was sitting on her swing trying to watch boys before school started. She slipped on her over sized sun glasses and slicked on some lip gloss. Looking out of the corner of her eye at a boy,she saw that he was talking to three girls. Too flirty, she thought. She kept looking. Then her eyes settled on one boy. He was sitting underneath a tree with his nose in a book. He had long wavy blond hair. As she stared at him, he looked up at his book and his gaze met hers. He smiled at her and she blushed so hard that he grinned. Suddenly the bell rang, and they both stood up at the same time. The boy walked over to her as she gathered her stuff. "Hi," he said. "Hi," she said back giggling. "I'm Jared. What's your name?"
"I'm Stacey." she said.
Jared smiled at again and bean to walk her to her classroom.
"Where are you sitting at lunch?" Sally asked Stacey. Stacey added a carton of milk to her tray. "I'm sitting with this boy i met. And-" "What's his name?" Sally asked as she sat down at a table. "Jared and he's SO cute!"
"Wait! Jared?" Sally said dropping her fork onto the floor. Just then Jessica and Amy sauntered over wearing identical outfits; just two different colors (an extra large sweatshirt, tight black jeans, and high heels). Jessica had her hair tied back from her face while Amy left her hair down. "Heyyy!" they cried. "Stace," Amy said, "Have you found any cute boys yet?"
"Jessica, she found Jared!" Sally blurted. Jessica and Amy's eyes widened so wide that they looked like they were going to pop out of their head. "What, is there anything wrong with him?" Stacey asked opening her milk carton, forgetting her lunch with Jared. "Stacey," Amy said. "That's Jessica's ex-boyfriend.

To Be Continued.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

My Clique (Episode #4)

Jessica's hand seemed to be stuck in her pink purse. Stacey was ready to sheild her face in case of a water gun. Sally giggled and Amy covered her smile. "Here's what you've been working for," Jessica said handing a purple invitation to Stacey. Stacey couldn't beleive she was walking home with her well-earned invitation. As soon as she was safe in her room she opened the invitation. Happy Birthday began to play as she read the words that Jessica had written: If you received this card from me, then you are VERY lucky! Come to my birthday party/dance smash on July 12th at the "Dance Your Heart Out" studio. We'll have cake, soda, chips, soda, and FUN! Come prepared for endless fun and don't forget to check the back of this card to see if you're eligable to go to the sleepover afterwards. Hope to see you there!
Stacey's hands trembled as she slowly flipped her invitation around gasped. Her card had "SLEEPOVER" in bold letters. She could go!

"So, did you check out your inv-"
"It was great and I can't wait to go to the sleepover. Am I really in you clique?"
Sally, Amy, and Jessica exchanged glances like they were about to tell some disapointing news.

To Be Continued

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Alphas Think Before They Speak

If you had all the money in the world, what would you spend it on? *answer in comments! The best one will be published as an ACTUAL post for a day.

Alphas Rule #2

what is your morning schedule for fashion? I know you just slip on a yellow T-shirt and a pair of jeans, right? Well, i have a way for you to choose your outfits with care so that you alpha beauty will shine through the clothes that you wear. No one will notice you if your clothes don't tell anything about you. Check this out:

Jeans go with Everything: if this is you then you're totally right. But you can customize them to make them an envious item. T-shirts work great with them but you can add a mini skirt over you jeans to make them a 'sporty-girly' look. That wouldn't hurt. You can also tie a scarf over you butt so that it hangs in the back. This will also make it look better. For you shirts, choose layers. And maybe you can try shirt that curve with you body and stretch. This is GREAT with layers, I promise you.

Bony Knees: Yeah, it happens! you get so embarrassed that you can't wear mini skirts. Ever tried leggings? And not just black leggings, why don't you go with ones with wild patterns. This is a way for you to wear your favorite mini skirt without feeling afraid of what others think.

I like Dull!: Solid colors can be dull, especially when you have a solid shirt, and a solid skirt that are the same color or different. Why don't you try a few accessories to go with your outfit. Try, a sparkly purse or a pair of really long earrings with a matching necklace and bracelet. You still can wear your solids, but they don't have to look so.....................solid.

REMEMBER, Alphas, try something that pleases you. Not others (this applies to the ALPHAS that think they're all that)

TEAMS

I'm still looking for a Massie, Claire, Dylan, and Kristen leader. I'll need them fast because the teams start in two weeks. We'll have pictures to post and a lot to do. Hurry alphas!

My Clique (Episode 3)

Stacey sank into her bed and fell asleep instantly. She had been over at Jessica's house for more than 4 hours cleaning every inch of her house. The maids would sure thank her even though Jessica wouldn't. She still wanted Stacey to carry her books to every class, meaning she'd be late to all her classes. Stacey's clock read 10:30 pm as she squirmed slightly. No one knew why she was doing this over some clique.

"Um, Stacey, my English book is slipping," Jessica said as she text Sally who was at lunch. Stacey whimpered quietly. Her stack of books were almost over her head. She was carrying her Math book, notebook, calculator pencil case, Jessica's English TEXT book, notebook, pencil case, lunch bag, Math book, and her purse. And this was all because she was still Jessica's slave. Amy reapplied her strawberry flavored lipgloss and smirked at a cute boy who walked by. "My, my, Stacey," she said, "You're really keeping up with us. Most girls would have quit by now because Jessica gets harder and harder as she goes." Jessica high fived her and they looked at Stacey to see if she would burst into tears or do something embarrassing. But Stacey just stopped in front of the English door and said hotly "Well, I really want to go to the dance and they only was IS to keep up with you girls. i can go even faster if i wanted to." She shoved all of Jessica's books into her perfectly shaped hands and sauntered off.
Stacey raced to her locker after lunch and spotted a green 'Post It' note stuck to her locker. It read "Stacey, meet us in front of the school building five minutes after the bell rings. Don't be late or you'll feel REALLY sorry for yourself." Stacey felt her heart beat quicken as she hurried off to her next class without her books.

"Glad you made it," Amy said with a smile. Jessica was seated on the grass next to Sally who was inspecting her nails. "Why did you want to see me?" Stacey asked suspiciously. Amy glanced at Jessica and she nodded. Jessica stood up and put her hand on Stacey's shoulder. "You've made it so far," she said, "and we have a reward for you." Stacey watched Jessica and she pulled something from her purse. Was it a water gun? A ball? The invitation?

To Be Continued