The Clique Page #4

Congrats, you got your wish.

- Harsh.

- I was kidding.

Claire, ever play Truth or Dare?

- Ooh!

- Ooh!

- No, yeah, that would be...

- Remember that one time when we...?

- Are you just gonna stand there all night?

DYLAN:
I have a good idea.

- Okay.

- Right, that one, that one.

Okay, someone ask me first.

My house. Me first.

Okay.

Truth or dare?

- Mm. Truth.

- Okay.

Have you ever kissed a boy?

No, you guys, that's stupid.

We already know the answer.

No, but ask me after the auction

and the answer will be a definite yes.

- Ooh!

- Ooh!

Okay, Claire, truth or dare?

- Dare.

- Who do you like?

Um... I like a lot of people.

I like my parents, my friends...

Not just like. "Like" like,

like more-than-a-friend like.

I don't know.

If you had to pick.

Someone here in Westchester.

Well, I guess I don't really know anyone.

Okay, there was

this skateboard guy, Chris.

He's got this shaggy blond hair,

deep blue eyes, scar above his...

You mean Chris Abeley?

That's the guy Massie

was just talking about kissing.

Wait, is he your boyfriend?

ALICIA:

Wow, Claire.

You in accelerated math? You're good

at putting two and two together.

Guys, stop talking about school.

It's really stressing me out.

Can we just go to bed?

Oh, my God. Claire, was that you?

How embarrassing.

Funny, Leesh, I thought it was the sound

of your b*obs rubbing together.

DYLAN:

Snap.

Let's just go to sleep.

Claire, wait.

You don't have to go.

Have to?

I want to.

Fine. Whatever.

Should we make our lip gloss

with lavender oil or peanut oil?

Or this recipe has both.

Not peanut. Massie's allergic.

Please. Nothing touches these lips

but MAC and...

- Chris Abeley.

- Exactly.

No, I mean Chris Abeley, he's here.

What?

LAYNE:
Hey, Claire.

- Hey, glad you could make it.

Oh, Claire, meet my brother.

Chris. We've met.

We had a little run-in

on the first day of school.

If you're looking for your girlfriend,

she's up there.

My girlfriend lives across town.

- But I thought your girlfriend was...

LAYNE:
Fawn.

Yeah, she's perfect, she's beautiful...

...and they've been together

since 7th grade.

It's sickening.

MAN:
Chris, if you wanna go riding,

we gotta go.

Oh, Chris, wait.

It's just something in your hair.

There.

Got it.

Isaac!

MASSIE:

Hey.

Hey.

So how could you come to my house

and not bother to say hi?

Sorry. My dad, he was in a hurry.

How could you have not told me

Layne's your sister? I love Layne.

- Really? Since when?

- Since always.

- We should invite Layne riding sometime.

- Yeah, Layne doesn't really ride.

I could teach her. I'm a great teacher.

Patient and compassionate and...

- And modest.

- Yeah, that too.

We should all hang out sometime.

What are you doing with my hat?

I'm gonna donate it

at the auction on Saturday.

- Better not.

- You'll just have to come.

Actually,

the day of the auction's my birthday.

Oh. What better place to celebrate?

Layne, you're just the person

I wanted to see.

- I am?

- Mm-hm.

I have so much to tell you.

Layne. Layne.

Layne.

I tried to MySpace you last night,

but it didn't go through.

The thing is, I don't really have time

for friend requests right now...

...because I'm really busy, you know,

babysitting my brother.

But your brother's 15.

MASSIE:

Layne.

Layne, are we still on

for manis and pedis after school?

For suresies.

Whoa. Wait a sec. You and Massie?

Since when do you

wanna be friends with her?

Everyone wants to be friends

with Massie.

Isn't that why you lied to me

and ditched me for her sleepover?

Yeah.

That's what I thought.

Hey, Mass, wait up.

Hey, Massie, wait up. Massie.

Layne, enough with the all caps.

Stop yelling.

I told you not to talk to me at school.

- But I thought we were friends now.

- We are.

Secret friends. Top-secret.

Okay?

Okay.

Hi.

Why were you talking to Layne Abeley?

I was yelling at her for getting oatmeal

on my Fendi.

Enough about Layne.

I'm calling an emergency

Glambition meeting after school.

The field trip is in six days

and we haven't made our lip gloss yet.

I've actually got somewhere to be

after school.

Does it involve

someone named Chris Babely?

Oh, you could say that.

Listen, tell you what.

Meet at my house at 5, tell the girls.

What I have to do shouldn't take long.

- Okay. Bye.

- All right, bye.

MASSIE:

Layne!

Layne, come on,

your water's getting cold.

Sorry, this is her first time.

Do you have

any US Weeklys around here?

Okay.

FYI, you're only supposed to pick one.

I think it'd be cool to have a different color

on each finger and toe, don't you?

Ah! Okay, hot. It's hot.

You'll get used to it.

Just stick your feet in and relax...

...quietly.

Okay. All right. Ow, ow, ow, ow.

So tell me about Chris.

Are you two close?

Yeah, we're like besties.

We tell each other everything.

- So has he mentioned me?

- No.

That tickles.

We're having a private meeting.

If Mass ever shows.

Claire, are you a bird?

No.

Then why is your suit so cheap?

Cheap, cheap, cheap.

Actually, Leesh,

it's an original Astrid from Brazil.

I'm surprised you couldn't tell.

I've heard of Astrid.

I read a whole article about her

in Teen Vogue.

You mean, him?

Seriously, what is taking Massie so long?

This project is worth

a bazillion percent of my grade.

If I fail,

I'm stealing her tweezers for a month.

Would it kill you to have a little fun

while you waited?

With you? Probably.

That was sweet.

You guys should really come in.

Why not?

It's not like we're doing anything.

MASSIE:

What's going on?

I thought we were having a meeting.

Well, we were,

but you were an hour late.

I wasn't late, I was lost.

Thank God

Chris Abeley was a Boy Scout...

...or I swear I would've never made it

out of the woods.

I seriously could've died out there.

- Thank God you're safe.

DYLAN:
What if something happened?

We would've never finished our project.

Nice suit, Claire.

It's an original Astrid.

Unless Astrid means bargain-basement,

chain-store, low-rent knockoff...

...I don't think so.

Hey. What's up?

- Hey.

- What's wrong?

Claire, Claire.

What's wrong? What happened?

Nothing.

Did something happen at the pool?

Was it Massie?

- What did she do?

- I told you, nothing.

If it's nothing,

then why are you so upset?

Either you tell me what's going on here

or I'm gonna go find out for myself.

Mom, no, please. You can't do that.

It was a stupid misunderstanding.

It was nothing.

I'll talk to Massie about it.

It'll be cool, really.

Why don't you go talk about it

right now?

After dinner, once my homework's done.

Fine, after dinner.

Either you talk to Massie

or I'm gonna talk to her mom.

Okay?

CLAIRE:

Hi, Mrs. Block. Is Massie home?

No, honey, she's not. Can I help you?

I just needed to talk to her

about pre-algebra.

She just took Bean for a walk.

You're welcome to wait for her.

Okay.

I didn't realize Peter Pan

was holding auditions today.

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