Happy brand-new Clique!Once upon a time, in Westchester and also Orlando, over there were 4 betas just waiting for their alpha. It take it a wonder to bring the pretty Committee together-or rather, one miraculous-and fabulous-New Year"s eve party. Massie Block: Is destined come lead, yet trapped as a beta in the Ahnnabees, the height clique in ~ PMS (Presbyterian middle School). Once will it be her time to rule? Alicia Rivera: Is dice to command the Body lively Dance Studio Squad, yet when catastrophe strikes, will she prove herself alpha-worthy-or will she need to find a whole brand-new clique? Dylan Marvil: Is done, done, and done with people kissing she teeny target just since her mother is famous. But who would certainly be brave enough to stand approximately someone so Marvilous? Kristen Gregory: has made a brand-new Year"s resolution to make friends and also get a life. To escape from world Loser starts...now!Claire Lyons: Is psyched times ten to success a last-minute invitation to the brand-new Year"s eve satellite party in Orlando. But very first she"ll must sneak the end of the house. And also the countdown come midnight starts in ten...nine...eight...

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Lisi Harrison is the author of The Clique, Alphas and also Monster High series. She was the an elderly Director the Production advancement at MTV and also Head Writer because that MTV Production. Lisi is currently pretending to compose her next novel. Lisi stays in Laguna Beach, California.

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6:01 P.M.

“Bonne annéeeeeee!” Kendra Block trilled right into the phone through gushing enthusiasm.

“Happy brand-new Year, darling!” Massie’s father added over swirling laughter, clinking champagne flutes, and strains that “Auld Lang Syne.” “We love you!”

“I love girlfriend tooooo!” Massie shouted back. However from the stillness of her fresh navy blue and also white bedroom those words sound hollow, lonely, forced; choose whoo-hooing ~ above a personal riding trail ~ a blanketing snowfall.

She eyed the swamp green screen on her Motorola flip phone.

Was it yes, really midnight in Paris?

It was like her mom and dad had actually ridden a time an equipment six hours into the future. Even though they were parents, Massie envied them. They already knew whether your night to be magical: whether their outfits would certainly inspire copycats… whether your jokes were LOL-worthy… whether your conversation topics were charming… whether their new Year’s eve story had a happy ending… whether—

“Where are you?” Kendra asked, oozing giddiness.

“M’room.” Massie plopped ~ above the sheet of her navy duvet and also flexed she toes. Was silver polish funny or done? class or crass? mature or manure? Gawd, if just there to be some type of list that told girl what was in and also what to be out….

“Open your door.” Kendra giggled.

“Huh? Why?”

“Go!” Kendra insisted with mock frustration.

Massie slid off the leaf of she bed, her gold silk kimono sparking and also snapping with static electricity.

“Does she like it?” wilhelm asked in the background.

“Shhhhh,” Kendra hissed. “She hasn’t viewed it yet.”

Massie squeaked v burst-at-the-seams impatience.

“Is the door open? room you there yet?” Kendra asked.

“Almost.” Massie padded throughout the white structure rug, heart revving. Was that the tiny black color pug she had actually been begging for? Oh, puh-leaase make it the tiny black color pug she had been begging for! v a large red bow atop her mini head and a diamond anklet through a bone charm. That would certainly semi-make increase for she mother’s holiday “surprise” wherein she’d reinvented Massie’s three-shades-of-pink boudoir right into a showroom because that Tommy Hilfiger. Blue, red, and also white everything. It placed the nawt in nautical. But she decided to put up through it because the decorator assured her it was “fresh” and also Massie’s finest friends agreed.

“Okay, I’m here.” She gripped the brass anchor-shaped doorknob.

“Yayyyyyyyyy!” screeched Kendra. “Openit! Openit! Openit!”

Turning the anchor slowly, for this reason as not to startling the pup, Massie cracked the door and peered out. Expecting a nose full of new-puppy smell, she inhaled deeply. All she got was the spicy floral scent of Crabtree & Evelyn’s spring Rain house spray, she mom’s favorite.

Massie lowered she gaze, all set to make call with a pair that moist black color eyes. Eye that would certainly pulsate hearts for her brand-new master and—

“Ew!” she blurted in ~ the suddenly appearance that a woman’s bare feet. Size nine. Calloused. Dry. Neglected.

A plaid flannel nightgown skimmed the woman’s ankles and also tented her stocky body. Strands of long black hair, freed from their tight bun but contorted from hours of captivity, clung to the glistening Pond’s cold cream slathered on the next of her face.


“Happy brand-new Year.” She organized a Tiffany box in her palm and also smiled warmly.

Ignoring the housekeeper, Massie peered left, climate right. To be the pug hiding? to be she part two of she parents’ guilt gift? to be the blue box a red herring?

But, together usual, nothing in the hallway appeared out the place. The just panting came from Inez, that must have been instructed to run up the winding staircase before Massie opened the door.

“Do friend love it?” her mom asked.

“Does she love it?” her father echoed.

Sensing Massie’s paralyzing disappointment, Inez opened the box for her. “Beauuuutiful.” The housekeeper dangled the glistening yellow charm bracelet under Massie’s jutting chin.

“It has all of your favorite things on it,” Kendra explained. “A high-heeled shoe, a dissension sign, a horse, a diamond-encrusted bell—for the diamonds, obviously, not the bell—and a pig.”

“A pig?”

“Yes, you wanted one for Christmas, just we’ve had the hardest time recognize housebroken each other so we—”

“Mohhhm, I wanted a pug, nawt a pig.”

Kendra gasped in horror. “William,” she called into the party noise. “She want a pug, no a pig!… i know… huge relief!” she lips went back to the mouthpiece. “Those space so much simpler to find, darling. We’ll obtain one as shortly as we go back to the États-Unis.”

“Yay!” Massie pinched the bracelet off Inez’s finger and slid it on. It to be a little loose, but nothing she couldn’t have Mr. Novick, the family members jeweler, fix after the holidays. She examined her wrist from all angles, researching the method the irradiate reflected turn off the chain. As well as the mistaken-bacon it was in reality kinda cute. And also no one else had actually one… yet.

Fireworks soared and popped top top the other finish of the call. Massie felt like exploding right together with them. She was finally going to obtain a puppy! A confidant. A real ideal friend. A sibling.

“Oh, and we obtained you a tiny gold Eiffel Tower. It’s ab-so-lutely chaaarming.” Kendra giggled at her corny pun.

Massie’s phone beeped.

The swamp green display flashed AHNNA.

Her palms started to sweat.

One critical firecracker whistled in the background, then fizzled out.

The call beeped again.

Ignoring the contact would typical violating Ahnna’s strict “talk or walk” policy, an offense that would placed Massie in social solitary for whole weekend. No phone call calls, e-mails, IMs, or gossip alerts. She had actually to act.




“Hullo?” Massie reply quickly. She wave-thanked Inez, climate shut the bedroom door.

“Vicky and also Sheldon’ll it is in pulling increase in five,” barked the girl top top the other end.

The heat went dead.

With quaking thumbs, Massie set the stopwatch on she Motorola, then tossed it on her bed. Thankfully, her dark, glossy hair had been professionally twisted into a loose chignon hrs ago. Cheeks were tinted to a flirty blush. Lips shimmered v rose-scented gloss. And also the faceless mannequin in the corner of her bedroom looked festive time ten in one Agnès B. Dress, with a shiny black color ticket lodged in between her thin porcelain fingers.

Massie slide the gold charm bracelet onto her model’s stubborn white arm and also stepped ago to evaluate. Head cocked, she finger-tapped her chin.

“Hmmmmmmm.” She sighed. “Something is awf. Not awful, simply awf.”

The black color minidress stamped v silver metallic triangles hung prefer couture. Gunmetal gray Prada wedges and black cashmere kneesocks would add just the appropriate amount that funk to the function. And also the coveted ticket to famous talk-show organize Merri-Lee Marvil’s celebrity-studded New Year’s Yves broadcast—where a one-of-a-kind Yves Saint Laurent beaded clutch would certainly drop at midnight choose the times Square ball—was the perfect accessory.

Soooooo… chin-tap… chin-tap… chin-tap… What was it? What was putting the “out” in her outfit?

The soft yellow light from she bedside lantern reflected turn off the charm bracelet and winked in ~ her. The new kid was trying to tell she something.

Ehmagawd, GOLD!

The gold charm bracelet clashed v the silver triangles top top the dress and also gunmetal gray shoes. That was like chewing mint gum and drinking Diet Coke. It to be a bitterness combination. And the last thing she essential was for people in India or Cairo (or wherever) to it is in watching Merri-Lee Marvil’s celebrity-studded New Year’s Yves broadcast and saying that part American to be mixing metals. And also if they noticed, Ahnna would certainly definitely notice.

Massie glanced at her phone—00:02:16:23.

Ehmagawd! just two minutes, sixteen seconds, and also twenty-three whatevers left!

She can ditch the bracelet, but it to be new. And also gold. And totally enviable. It could start trends or, in ~ the an extremely least, conversations. However rethink the Agnès B.? at this hour? Impossible.

Anxiety devastated her flesh favor razor burn.

Whattodo? Whattodo? Whattodo?

And then, in a hit of brilliance, Massie pinned she gold M brooch to one sock, and a gold B come the other. The initial pins to be a perfect means to tie the whole thing together. After ~ a rapid digital snapshot of the outfit—to prevent duplication in the future—Massie tore the apparel off she body double and speed-dressed. Simply as she was sliding the bracelet up her slim wrist, BMW tires crunched the gravel on her driveway.

Her alarm beeped—00:00:00:00.

Inez’s voice came over the white intercom on she nightstand. “The Pinchers room here.”

Massie smoothed her dress. “Nine-seven,” she rated herself out of ten, docking allude three for she pale December skin. Satisfied, she turned away from she otherwise perfect reflection.

Racing down the stairs Massie blinked earlier the cyclone of inquiries twisting with her brain. Would certainly Ahnna provide of her clothes or turn up her nose? would she make memories or enemies? Would combined metals collection trends or horrible friends?

Ahhhh, to it is in in France and already have all the answers.


Friday, December 31st

7:56 P.M.

“Stop!” Ahnna shouted.

“What?” Mr. Pincher slammed on the brakes.

Ahnna, Lana, Shauna, Brianna, and also Massie lurched forward. Castle slammed right into the tan animal leather seats and also then busted the end laughing.

“What happened?” Mr. Pincher turned to face Ahnna, his white cashmere scarf swaddling his cleft chin. “Is anyone okay?”

A stunned Mrs. Pincher gripped she pearl choker and glared the end the windshield.

“Okay? Uv’korse we’re oh-kay.” Ahnna lowered her window. Bitterness cold wind blew her butterscotch blond hair curls approximately like the fur of a goldendoodle on one air-sniffing joy ride. “This is gonna be the coolest party evv.”

Massie nodded in covenant while massaging her cramped calf. Squeezing into the earlier of a Beemer through three various other girls hardly claimed New Year’s Eve; an ext like hitchhiking come the nearest town for gas. She’d available Isaac, her driver, and their new Lexus LX 470 with the stocked fridge, killer speakers, and also heated seat (to save dresses native wrinkling). But Ahnna had actually flat-out refused.

No shock there. As soon as Massie suggested it, Ahnna turned the down.

They journey under a new YEAR’S YVES sign made that silver and also gold Swarovski crystals and entered the pack parking lot. Normally reserved for personal planes and helicopters, the tarmac had actually been transformed into what looked like a luxury auto showroom.

Rows the just-washed deluxe sedans glistened v pride, awaiting your drivers’ return. Or were they glistening with sweat? Sweat from discovering that v a brand-new year comes a new model, and also they were days away from gift traded in?

Massie’s insides sank under the weight of she sympathy. She knew the you-could-be-replaced-in-a-heartbeat feeling all as well well.

“Stawp!” Brianna smacked Shauna’s arm. “Check out the patent plate on that Bentley.”

Shauna repositioned her cherry red Moschino glasses. “It states J-Lo!”

“Stawp!” Lana squealed.

“M’gawsh!” Ahnna clenched she fists.

“When walk ‘stop’ stop an interpretation stop?” Mr. Pincher tapped the gas and inched towards the valet attendant.

“I hear it’s even better on the inside,” Mrs. Pincher told them as they pulled past the snaking heat of ticketless wannabes hope to convince the bouncers to let castle in.

“Eeeeeeeeeeee!” Ahnna, Shauna, Lana, and also Brianna shook their hands together if drying manicures. Castle did that every time they were excited times ten. Massie, however, refused. That didn’t look at hot—it looked like they were on fire.

“You males should really calm down,” Massie whispered native the side of her glossy mouth. “You’re acting prefer you’ve never ever been come a TV occasion before.”

Ahnna pulled she head inside the car, her windblown curls now a wild mane. “And you have?”

“No,” Massie mouthed, eyeing the sprawling airplane hangar, i m sorry by now more than likely contained fifty percent of America’s A-list, and most the Britain’s. “But they don’t understand that.” She waved she hand towards the wannabes and—“Oops!”—her bracelet accidentally slide off her wrist, landing top top the car carpet with a jingle-thud.

“What was that?” Shauna thumb-pressed she red glasses versus her nose and also scanned the floor.

“My brand-new Tiffany charm bracelet.” Massie scooped it up and also slid it back on.

Lana, Shauna, and also Brianna looked at Ahnna, your eyes filled through the longing of a boy silent-begging mom for a part of cacao cake.

Yes! They favored it!

“Whatevs.” Ahnna rolled her eyes. “I offered to have actually one of those in the 2nd grade.”

“You did?” Mrs. Pincher turned approximately to confront her daughter, her thin eyebrows arched in genuine surprise. “I don’t mental that.”

Ahnna’s cheeks reddened.

Respectfully, Lana, Shauna, and also Brianna pretended not to notice. Massie turned toward the window with smug satisfaction.

Sticking it come Ahnna felt far better than prove a teacher wrong or purchase an outfit before it verified up in Us Weekly. Yet, in the spaces behind her rapidly beating heart, where whatever was quiet and true, Massie knew it wasn’t right.

She must want the ideal for her ideal friend; have she back, not stab it. But Ahnna made that so hard, particularly when she vetoed all of Massie’s great ideas—even the people that would up their social standing in ~ Presbyterian Elementary and Middle college (or PMS, as everyone called it since its students to be so moody) to alpha- and beta-fy PMS’s super-popular LMNOP (Lysa, Madison, Nylah, Opal, and also Peyton).

Lately it had actually been therefore bad, Massie had actually started maintaining a list. It detailed every one of the proposal she made and the reasons Ahnna knocked castle down, simply in instance she ever wanted to sue because that “obstruction that popularity,” aka “pop-blocking.”






I am going to Paris v my parents for new Year’s. They claimed I could carry you guys. Wanna go?

I can’t. I currently have tickets because that Merri-Lee Marvil’s New Year’s Yves party. Mine dad can gain tickets for every one of you. He’s the manager of her daily talk present so that shouldn’t be a problem.

I will certainly do whatever it takes come make sure you don’t go with Shauna, Brianna, and Lana while I’m grounding here. Even if it method inviting you come a party ns was walk to usage to do you jealous. Besides, I desire to shop-block you and keep girlfriend from the remarkable stores on avenue Champs-Élysées. If I need to buy mine Chanel in ~ Saks, so need to everyone. Oh, and have I pointed out in the critical eight seconds that mine dad is the manager of The daily Grind? ns have? Oops. My bad.


Let’s meet before every holiday party to setup our wardrobes. PMS is a uniform school. We space behind various other schools when it involves fashion. Us can combine our clothes, placed together outfits, and style each various other so us all look ah-mazing.

I don’t decision what I’m going to wear until day of. Occasionally minute of. Sorry.

I’m getting assist from Yasmine, Merri-Lee’s stylist, and I don’t desire her to aid you. Every Ahnnabee because that herself. Uh-kay?


Let’s have actually sleepovers in ~ my home every Friday night.

My parental will never ever approve. They prefer me in ~ home.

I hate being reminded the your home is bigger/nicer/ smells cleaner/is much better staffed 보다 mine.


So let’s have actually sleepovers at your house every Friday night.

My parents space private and also don’t choose guests.

I tho suck my thumb.


I don’t think we have to wear so lot eyeliner. It’s all around cheeks and also lips.

Tell that to Shauna that just got glasses and also needs a tiny something to make her feel less pathetic.

I put on mine older sister’s eyeliner at the beginning of the institution year and also everyone believed I was in the 6th grade. Does anyone think you’re in the sixth grade? No? Didn’t think so.


Let’s readjust our name. The Ahnnabees sounds kinda desperate, prefer we’re wannabes or something.

You’re just saying that because you don’t have actually an ahna name prefer me, Lana, Shauna, and also Brianna and also you’re jealous.

I controlled to convince four girls to surname a clique ~ me. do you hawnestly think I’m going to readjust it?


Let’s pat a game referred to as “What would You Rather gain for Christmas?”

Okay, I’ll start. What would certainly you rather gain for Christmas? This stupid video game or miscellaneous fun?


“We’re here,” Mr. Pincher announced, opening the door and dropping his tricks in the white-gloved hand of the parking attendant.

Massie shimmied out of she maxi shearling and also followed the others outside. Without shame, the Ahnnabees hurried towards the entrance, every in a different-color blown jacket: yellow, pink, infant blue, and lilac. Castle looked like a gang of skinny-legged Easter-colored M&M’s from the commercials.

Over the years, Massie had actually told them winter coats were party-dress poison. But tonight she decided to let that go. She to be over them treating her native of wisdom choose sunflower seeds, something to chew on because that a 2nd and climate spit out. Instead, she raced for the warm of the huge klieg lights by the entrance, proud to recognize she stand apart.

A crowd of bundled-up regular world was gazing in awe in ~ the clear night sky. Or rather, at the crystal-covered pole the jutted the end from the facility of the plane hangar and the enormous gold-and-black beaded YSL clutch affixed come the top. Your chapped lips were agape and puffs of mouth smoke filled the frigid night air, together if they were beholding the star atop the Christmas tree at Rockefeller Center, or an extraterrestrial landing.

Like a true celebrity, Massie avoided your eyes as she breezed by, casually waving her black color ticket as if it were nothing more than a tissue.

“Stawp!” Ahnna blurted when they came upon 2 sumo wrestlers-slash-doormen in white tuxedos and also white (faux?) fur hats. Their substantial suits doubled as screens that broadcast the party, live—and were currently featuring a performance by Mandy Moore. It was a small something Merri-Lee insisted top top doing because that her poor freezing fans who hadn’t been lucky sufficient to win accessibility during her monthlong on-air giveaway.

The Pincher party flashed your tickets and also the sumo wrestlers opened the doors.

“Eeeeeeeee,” screeched the Ahnnabees together they gone into the enormous space. Usually the stark house to a fleet the American airlines jets, the hangar was pulsating v life.

Cameras coasted follow me tracks, gathering scan shots of the beautiful guests as they danced, toasted, and embraced. Servers weaved v the crowd, offering samples the the wonderful dishes all set over the previous year ~ above The daily Grind. every waitress had actually the surname of she dish, the cook who designed it, and the actual cooking recipes scrawled ~ above her black catsuit in metallic gold pen—handwritten, of course by Freda Luu, winner that Merri-Lee’s high college penmanship contest—episode 267—back in May.

The stage, in ~ the far finish of the structure, appeared miles away. However the sound of Sisqó asking the audience if castle were ready for “The Thong Song” was clear as a well-cut diamond. Massie’s insides soared choose the times Square ball in reverse. This was the BPE—Best Party Ever.

“Stawp!” Lana slapped a hand against her mouth, extending the black dot of a mole that punctuated the optimal left side of her lip. “I love this song!”

“Eeeeeeeee!” The girls squeal-waved. Also Massie did that this time, her charm bracelet sliding off her wrist because that the 2nd time.

“Let’s go!” The Ahnnabees unzipped your puffy jackets and whipped them toward the rack that hangers, practically blinding the coat-check guy.

“Stawp!” Massie blurted when she observed her 4 friends pull in matching Burberry plaid dresses.

“Stawp!” giggled Lana in shock.

“Stawp yourself,” gasped Shauna.

“Stawp yourself,” cry Brianna.

“Staw-aw-aaawp!” barked Ahnna. “I can’t think you all duplicated me!”

A chorus the “we didn’t” and also “it to be a complete accident” followed. Massie opened her mouth come reiterate the services of pre-party wardrobe summits yet what to be the point? Ahnna’s constipated expression stated it all.

“You look like you’re wearing the PMS uniform,” she finally said, can not to aid herself.

“Awwww, aren’t castle precious?” Mrs. Pincher remarked. “Like a girl group. That knows, perhaps you’ll get uncovered tonight!”

“Yeah!” Ahnna shouted through glee. “The Ahnnabees!”

“Eeeeeeeeee!” castle shrieked again, this time there is no Massie.

Renewed and ready to take your rightful location by the foot that the stage, they started shoving their method into the crowd.

“Stop!” This time the command come from Mr. Pincher. He casually deposit his empty glass of champagne ~ above a happen server’s tray. “We’ll it is in calling you every fifty percent hour to make sure you’re every safe and accounted for. If you don’t answer, I will certainly hunt you down and take friend home, midnight or not. Is that clear?”

Ahnna nodded yes and also waved her phone come prove she supposed it. Then the 4 girls pranced into the heavily perfumed crowd, bobbing their heads come Sisqó’s buoyant hip-hop anthem.

And together usual, Massie trailed behind, choose a tag-along sibling or a item of toilet document stuck come the bottom of a Jimmy Choo. However wait—comparing the Ahnnabees come fabulous footwear was ten type of wrong. Castle had terrible style, make her feeling small, and also were cheap. They were the opposite of Jimmy Choos. They were Jimmy Poos. So why to be she difficult to your bottoms at all?

The fact was, LMNOP currently had an M, and also the Ahnnabees to be the next best thing. During numerous sleepless nights Massie told it s her to continue to be patient and also keep trying. At some point they’d establish she had good ideas. An excellent ones, even. And then they’d start treating she better. She wouldn’t feel prefer toilet document anymore. And also the emotional blender in the pit of her stomach would avoid churning increase feelings of sadness and despair. Possibly they’d even readjust their surname to include hers? Or sleep over? Or compliment she inventive outfits? yet that job felt an ext distant than Uranus.

Pushing past the densely packed partyers, trying to capture up to she so-called friends, Massie to be reminded the the turquoise beaded dress she’d bought last year in ~ Saks.

Her mother had been acquisition her come the Marc Jacobs show during Fashion Week, and Massie was dying to wear something new. The event was about to start, and also after one unsuccessful fifth Avenue blitz and a ton of “hurry up” pressure from Kendra, she agreed to the tacky mini, which was much more figure skater than fashion model. The instant she moved through the store’s revolving door she wanted to return it. Yet it was as well late. The bill had actually been stamped last SALE in special red letters. There was no walking back. She had worked out out that desperation and was stuck to it for life.

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Just prefer the Ahnnabees.