The Clique Page #5

I hope you get the part.

Ew. What are you wearing?

What are you wearing? I thought

we were going all Teen Vogue- ish today.

- Hey, Claire.

- Hey, Leesh.

Come on, Bean.

Hey.

- Todd.

- Don't mind me.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Even Mary-Kate knew

when her boho look had run its course.

Laundry day.

MASSIE:

Bean.

Bean. Bean.

Bean.

Where are you, Bean?

Shh. No barking and no pooping.

I'll be back soon.

TODD:

Man, I can't believe this.

Todd, stop doing that.

She's got, like, a gazillion pictures.

Don't you think she'd have one

without her annoying friends?

Don't worry. If this works, Massie will be

without her annoying friends soon enough.

- And put the pictures back.

- "Put the pictures back. "

CLAIRE:

Kris, you still there?

KRISTEN:

Always.

CLAIRE:

Doing homework?

KRISTEN:
Glambition.

I've just gotta get an A, Mass.

CLAIRE:

What if you don't?

KRISTEN:

You don't wanna know.

CLAIRE:

Parents?

KRISTEN:

Everything.

CLAIRE:

What do you mean?

KRISTEN:

Forget it.

CLAIRE:

No, tell me.

Secret for a secret?

KRISTEN:

No.

CLAIRE:

Come on.

I have something

that I haven't told anyone.

KRISTEN:

Okay, you first.

CLAIRE:
Okay. You know how I've

been hanging with Chris Abeley?

Well, I've been hanging with Layne too.

KRISTEN:

Oh, my God.

CLAIRE:

And I actually like her.

KRISTEN:

Oh, my God times two.

CLAIRE:

Okay, your turn.

KRISTEN:

Okay, but you can't tell.

You know how I'm always worried

about grades?

It's not just because

I have strict parents.

It's because I have poor parents.

I'm on a scholarship at OCD.

CLAIRE:

Oh, my God times three.

But you live in the Montador building.

KRISTEN:
No, we live in

the apartment building next door.

You better not tell.

Not even for gossip points.

MASSIE:

Bean.

KRISTEN:

Massie, promise.

MASSIE:

Bean, are you in here?

It's Massie. She's back, she's coming.

Go, go under the bed. Go.

Bean.

KRISTEN:

Seriously, you can't tell the other girls.

MASSIE:

What are you talking about?

KRISTEN:

What I just told you.

MASSIE:

Huh?

KRISTEN:

Nice. Forget it, Mass.

We have to do something.

We can't stay under here all night.

- You have to go out there.

- No way.

You can play the "creepy little brother

crushing on the hot neighbor" angle.

Todd, I'm serious. Help.

If I do this, you owe me bigtime.

Oh, my God!

What are you doing in here?

Wait, this isn't the guesthouse?

Oh, my God. Mom.

Mom.

What is going on?

Thank God.

Thank me.

What's that?

A letter to the West Law

neighborhood security.

I'm thinking of filing a restraining order

against that prepubescent monkey boy.

Why don't you talk

to your new BFF about it?

After all, the monkey freak's her brother.

Claire's not my BFF.

Kristen asked her

to sign up for squash with us.

She gave me her extra racket.

What was I supposed to do, ignore her?

Yeah. That's what we always do.

And since when can't you afford

your own racket?

Nice, Mass, that's real nice. Thanks.

Thanks a lot.

What?

Remind me

not to go on the scale anymore.

If you're gonna weigh yourself,

take off that tent you call a skirt.

It must weigh 15 pounds.

Which is nothing compared

to my thunder thighs, right?

What is everyone's problem?

Who are you

and what have you done with my friends?

By friends, do you mean us or Layne?

I'm not friends with Layne Abeley.

Hey, guys, what's going on?

What's going on is a spot in our foursome

just opened up.

- Wanna join us, Claire?

- But I thought you already had four.

Not anymore.

Whoa, you...

Wait a sec.

You guys are choosing Claire over me?

Well?

I'm in.

GIRL 1:

Oh, my God. Did you see?

GIRL 2:
I know. It was just...

GIRL 3:
Yeah.

GIRL 4:

She's such a loser now.

GIRL 5:
Thank you.

GIRL 2:
I know.

GIRL 4:

She really deserves it.

GIRL 6:

I'm not fat, am I?

Oh, my God, wait. Oh, my God.

Hey, Mass.

There's an empty seat here

if you wanna sit with us, you know?

Um... No, that's okay.

- Have you seen Jenna or Tricia?

- I said that you could sit...

The only place I wanna sit

is with my friends.

I wouldn't be caught dead sitting with you.

I don't even like you.

God, you really are a b*tch.

Sorry, no comprende. I don't speak loser.

No hablas b*tch.

Mass, there's a free seat right here.

Love the look.

Where is everyone?

They're in detention. Let's just go.

Oh, wait. There they are.

CLAIRE:

I'm so excited.

We have to go shopping there.

Oh, my God. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

That's gonna be so much fun.

Yeah.

Can we just go?

ALICIA:

Okay. We need a dressing room.

You said you already had

a totally slutty dress to wear to the auction.

I do. These are for you.

I can't.

I spent all my allowance

on that new Chlo handbag.

The one Lindsay Lohan

was carrying in that accident.

So I'll pay.

You'd buy me a dress?

Actually,

one of my three best friends will.

Dylan, Kristen or Massie?

No, try Visa, MasterCard or Amex.

Oh, and this is for you.

- Your cell?

- I upgraded.

- iPhone.

- I can't take your cell phone.

Why? I'm not using it.

I've erased all my info,

so you can totally make it yours.

We can't hang with you

if we can't reach you.

When we're done,

let's go back to my house.

- I don't know. I have to be home by 5.

- Make it 7.

Trust me. It'll be worth it.

- Okay. Oh, my God.

- Okay, wait.

Just shake it off. We shake it off.

Oh, my God.

- Here.

- Put it on.

- You look good.

- Oh, my God.

It's cute.

I think it's pretty.

- I love it.

- That's the one.

Oh, my God.

Okay.

Thanks, Leesh. Today was seriously,

like, the greatest day ever.

Where have you been?

We have been worried sick.

I called Layne, Massie.

I sent your father out

to look for you.

You called Massie? What did she say?

She said you were probably out

with Dylan, Alicia and Kristen.

- Claire.

- What?

We were shopping. Big deal.

It's a big deal

when you are over two hours late.

I needed a dress for the auction.

Oh, what, from BCBG?

We can't afford that.

It's fine, Mom. Alicia paid.

- No, Claire, that is not fine.

- Then what is?

For me to wear overalls

or some lame bathing suit?

We're not in Florida anymore, Mom.

The Gap doesn't cut it here.

- Neither does your attitude.

- Well, sue me for trying to fit in.

You're not hanging out

with those girls anymore.

Mom, you can't do that.

Oh, yes, I can.

If you continue with this attitude,

you will not be needing a dress...

...to go to that auction,

because you will not be going.

Yes.

So it's all in there.

There's also four different flavors.

Alicia, Kristen, Dylan and Massie.

But you can get rid of the Massie

if you want.

Are you seriously trying

to make me feel bad for you or something?

You should feel bad.

You guys ditched me for no reason,

and worse, for Claire.

That's like turning down, I don't know,

Justin Timberlake for K-Fed.

It's just wrong.

You're the one who decided

to become buddy-buddy with her.

Since when?

Since you started hanging out

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