Almost Only Counts In Horseshoes

Galwaugh Farms

Outdoor Arena #2


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Clip clop clip clop clip clop.

The noises of Brownie’s hooves drove faster and faster as I pushed her to quicken her pace from a collected trot to an extended canter.  Beginning from the far end of the arena – the one closest the fields, not the barn – I directed her in a serpentine pattern.  As we closed in on the last curve of the dressage pattern, I nicked the side of her belly with the heel of my riding boot and tightened the leather reigns, cuing her to change to a collected canter.  A few seconds after she did as I signaled, I pushed into her left side with my left stirrup and boot and slightly pulled back the reigns to my own left hip.

The goal was to finally nail the dressage skill of a canter pirouette, which my team’s coach had been trying to instruct me on how to do for the past 5 weeks.  Each and every time that I think Brownie and I are going to do it, something small always messes it up.  Granted, not all of the blame can be placed on her; it’s the rider’s (aka my) fault too.  We’re a pair, a team, a duo – we have to accomplish it together.

As we moved as one in a circle, I could feel Brownie’s legs traveling further towards the white fence which encircled the arena.  Immediately I pulled her out of it and back into an extended canter.

Wrong again.  Why can’t  we get this right??

“It’s hot, and Brownie looks a little dehydrated,” a shouting voice sounded from the open barn doors.  It shook Massie out of her own negative thoughts.  “You’ve almost got it, so why don’t you take a rest?  Try again another time.”

I looked over and held my hand up over the tip of my riding helmet to shield the sun in order to see who it was.  Go figure, the one person I didn’t want to see me not doing the pirouette correctly was standing there, leaning up against the wooden barn: the coach of my competition team.

“Almost isn’t definite;  I need to get this before the next competition,” I hollered back after slowing my show horse to a walk, and eventually approaching the fence which separated my coach and I.

“…And you will, just not today.  Now hop on down and cool off.  Make sure to turn the fan on in Brownie’s stall before you lock her up for the day.  I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon.”

“No, I’m going to do it one more time…and we’re going to get it.  You’ll see,” I argued back.  I was more persistent in my hobby than she liked me to be.  But then again, that’s what made me a great leader and therefore great team captain.

I directed Brownie once again into the routine we’d been practicing.  Extended canter into a serpentine shape, switch to a collected canter, then into the skin-crawling, nerve-racking pirouette.

I could’ve sworn that I felt my heart skip a beat every single second during the pirouette.  And I most definitely would have fainted if I hadn’t been so happy when we finally did it! There was no traveling, we stayed in the same little spot of the sandy arena during the skill and we did it! We accomplished our goal and I could guarantee that Brownie was as happy in her mind as I was in mine.

I looked over to see Coach smiling and clapping her hands together, applauding for our success.  She tipped her cowboy hat forward and yelled, “Now go get your partner some water.  She’s earned it.”

At a halt a few seconds later, I swung my leg over Brownie’s back and dismounted.  As we strolled back through the halls of the barn and made our way to her luxury-sized stall, the stable’s new intern joined us and informed me that he’d be taking my horse out to wash her once she gets some water.  While Brownie lapped up water from her trough, I quickly thanked him and checked my phone – just as I always did after a riding session.  Didn’t want to miss anything important.

Too late.  I re-read the newest message in our PC group chat and could feel a big pit forming in my stomach.

Dylan: iPad. Right now. 911.

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Bonjour wordpress lovelies,

Wonder what’s in store for Massie and the girls when they meet up?  You’ll find out on Monday in my next post.

I have a new Alicia: !

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The Nail Concierge

Pedicure Salon Room


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With Alicia to my right, Dylan to my left, and Claire and Kristen next to them, I felt at ease.  I sunk into the cushions of the salon chair I was sitting in and let the massage rollers dig into the tense muscles of my back.  I needed this, and I think the others did too…

A tap on my knee grabbed my attention and directed it toward the lady who was now sitting on a stool in front of me.  I lifted my feet out of the spa bath and gently set them on top of the towel-clad cushion.  I then handed her the coral shaded polish that I had chosen from the polish rack on the wall, after-which I grabbed my phone and began scrolling through my social media apps.  The pedicurist did her job while I did mine, which was to stay on top of local happenings with GLUs.

My eyes peered at vacation photos, concert videos, Man Crush Monday pictures, various twitter statuses which complained about how the rain needs to leave New York for once, and many other statuses of various varieties.  Nothing mentioning the party or any trouble. Good.  Each of us have started to feel the nerves and angst finally slip away and that’s how we want it to stay.

My train of thought was somewhat interrupted when a tingling sensation trickled up from the bottom of my right foot through my legs and up my spine.  Looking up from my phone screen, I saw exactly what I expected.  The pedicurist had begun to exfoliate the sides and bottom of my heel and arch, two places at which I had recently become very ticklish.  If I didn’t do something to distract myself, I surely would begin to laugh in the next minute or two.

So as an attempt to keep myself from laughing, I decided to strike up a conversation with my girls – all of whom look like they wanted to do something other than reading the same magazine pages over and over during their pedicures anyways.

“So Leesh, I know you love Pretty Little Liars, but if you’d ask me, I think it’s a little rude to keep a secret from your best friends,” I half-sarcastically chastised.

“What?” she asked, her head slightly tilted.

I rolled my eyes and set my phone down, her eyes still on me.

“Why didn’t you tell us about the dinner your mom’s planning for our families?  I mean, we totally could’ve been at the mall shopping earlier today looking for outfits before coming to get mani-pedis,” I jokingly shook my head.

“Oh yeah, I forgot about that.  My bad.  Want to go shopping after this?”

“La duh!  When do I ever say no to shopping?”

Bonjour wordpress lovelies,

Keep in mind, nothing is ever as it seems.  There’s always calm after a storm, but then again, there’s always calm before one too.

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High Crimes and Misdemeanors

Party In The Woods

The Abandoned Lake/Swimming Hole


lake swing

…Kuh-ris?!  Now that I was nawt expecting. 

I shrugged Bradley’s arm off of my shoulder and asked him to go get me another drink from the keg and drink cooler set-up in the bed of my friend’s red Ford truck before taking off to go congratulate the winner of the bet.  She saw me walking towards her, so she grabbed her towel from next to the tree trunk of the swing which she’d just jumped from and met me there.

“Takes guts, kid. I have to admit, I am proud though.  I really didn’t think anyone would beat Alicia to it.  Nice going!” I said, adding a wink to show I was proud of her newly apparent flirting abilities.  She perked up when she saw and smiled.

  “We’ll discuss prize details later at the iPad.  Don’t say anything to the others about your victory; I’ll announce it later when we’re all together again if they don’t says congrats before then.  But for now, who is this handsome daredevil you’re with?” I asked, as I motioned for him to come join us. 

A moving light caught my attention as I saw it in the distance just beyond the sliver of fence that was visible from where we were standing.  I held up my hand for him to stop in his tracks.  Something felt off, wrong, and most definitely out of place.  I inched closer to see if I could get a better look, Kristen at my heels. 

“Massie, could those be…?” she stuttered in a hushed tone so that only I could hear her. 

They sure were…

“Go grab your towel and find the rest of the girls. I’ll get everyone else out,” I commanded.

“But Ma-”


I saw her grab her hawtie’s hand and run to the fire pit where we last saw the others.  As soon as she disappeared out of my peripheral vision, I scurried over to the DJ’s table-booth and whispered instructions into his ear: “From what I’ve heard, you can add sound effects into the music. So right now you’re going to add a quick police siren sound effect to the current song as a signal to get everyone out of here.  Then you’re going to grab your laptop but keep the music playing through bluetooth and get yourself out of here, too.” 

I stared at him until he processed what he’d just heard me say.  I felt a slight wave of relief rush through my mind when he nodded his head and quickly sounded the sirens as I stood there next to him.  Not even a minute later was everyone running out of there, us included.  I grabbed my beach bag from the tree branch it hung on, sprinted to other side of the fence, and got myself out of there.  Once I was back on a sidewalk and closer to the parking lot where our cars were waiting, I shot off a quick text to the other girls in the PC.

Massiekur: iPad ASAP!!  C U soon

The Block Estate

Massie’s Room

aka The iPad


“Gawd, M. We were so worried about you!”Alicia shrieked while she ran over and squeezed me into a hug.

“Well I’m here and we’re all safe,” I responded in a reassuring tone…mentally adding the word ‘thankfully’ to that.

“Let’s just hope that the cops didn’t see us. Eh-ma-gawd what if they saw us? I can’t get into trouble, it’ll go on my record, I won’t get into Harvard, I won’t go to college, I could go to jail, I could–” Kristen started listing.

“Kuh-ris, breathe! No one’s getting into any trouble, so calm down,” I stopped her mid-sentence.  The girl looked like she was going to start hyperventilating if I hadn’t.

“What are we going to do?” Dylan asked, while her eyes and the eyes of the others stared at their leader, looking for an answer. 

“You know that old saying ‘it’s not illegal unless you get caught?’ ” I asked.  They nodded.  “Well, live by it.  As far as we’re concerned, we did nothing wrong.  And the GLUs who were there won’t tattle…they know just as well as we do that if one of us goes down, they will too.  Are we clear?”  They all nodded their heads once again in agreement.  “Good. Now go change into your pajamas and we’ll watch tv until we fall asleep.  Oh, and get some snacks for all of us after you change while I call the guys to make sure they’re safe, too.”

Bonjour wordpress lovelies,

Woah, crazy much?  Massie said she wanted to have a bad side, well it looks like trouble came with it.

Is the trouble over? Or is this only the beginning? You’ll have to see. ;)

My Pretty Committee is now officially full! Meet my new Dylan Marvil: AsToldByDylan!

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Rule #1: There Are No Rules

Clearing in the Forest

Around the Abandoned Lake


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It was only midnight and the party was already in full swing.  As I looked around, I saw at least a hundred of my dearest friends and classmates enjoying themselves and partying away the night.  The best part was that I had my best friends sitting right next to me, hawt guys across from me at the fire pit, and the feeling in my stomach that a person gets only when they’ve accomplished something major.  The night could only get better from there, am I right?

“Alright girls. The challenge starts now,” I said, looking at them.  “Remember, the objective is for one of you to get a guy to go skinny dipping with you off of that rope swing,” I reminded them as I pointed and looked at the swing.  “No rules besides that, anything and everything goes.”

The next thing I knew, I felt my empty red solo cup being pulled from my grasp and looked away from the party scene to see one of my closer guys friends, Bradley, replacing it with a new one.

“Figured you could use another drink,” he hollered over the music as he handed her a cup, too.

“You read my mind,” I yelled back.

Leesh, who was sitting on the log next to me, winked and nodded at me to go ahead and have fun, to which I smiled back at her for.  I took a gulp of the drink, the stinging sensation of it hitting my throat, before I gathered the courage to stand up from where I sat.  I pulled him close and, acting as flirty as I could, asked if he wanted to be my partner in the next game of ‘chicken’ that a group of other students were playing in the lake.

“On one condition,” he argued, looking more confident than I’d ever seen him.

“I’ll bite. What’s your condition?” I inquired.

“If we win, I get a kiss.”

I tapped my pointer finger against my lips as I thought about it:  On one hand, we could lose and I wouldn’t have to worry about it…okay, cross that one off.  I’m Massie Block, I never lose.  So I guess my only option is to go with it.  It’s just a kiss, we’ll see where it goes from there.  It’s a party, after all, anything could happen.

“You have yourself a deal, Bradley,” I winked.

“Then let’s go,” he said, grabbing my hand and pulling me over to the water.

As we continued to play more and more games in the water, well after I had to give him a kiss of course, the music blared and it became clear that party was sure to go down in Constance history.

“Hey Massie, isn’t that one of your friends?” Bradley asked, turning me around to face the swing that hung from the tallest tree in the clearing.

I held up my hand to shield my eyes from the lights in order to see who it was.  He was right; it was a PC member.

Well, well, well…looks like we have a winner.

As I stared from the distance, I saw some vaguely familiar HART standing with…

Bonjour wordpress lovelies,

Sorry, huns.  This cliff-hanger was a necessity.  After all, I couldn’t just reveal every detail from the party in one post. Next week will reveal entire new details in the story.  Another ‘sorry’ for not posting last week, I got busy.

I have another new member in my Pretty Committee! Meet my new Alicia Rivera.

There’s a new blog and member to the community who I’ve found that I like, so I thought I’d give her a nice little shout-out.  Welcome to the WP family, Annie (aka AnthemsForATeenageGirl)!

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Where Normal Ends and Crazy Begins

Constance Billard & St. Jude

Outside of the Chapel


Alicia, Kristen, Claire, Dylan, and I followed the crowd of fellow students and their families out of the Chapel doors and into the grassy plaza which opened up in front of us.  The newly graduated students were already out there taking pictures and celebrating with each other, so the PC and I took the opportunity to search for our friends in the crowd before their families joined them.  Spotted.

“Ehmagawd I can’t believe you just graduated!” I screamed as my friend Tessa and I enveloped each other into a huge hug.

“I know, it’s crazy! What am I going to do without all of you next year!” she sighed as she gave the rest of the PC a round of hugs too.

“We’re going to miss you girls so much,” Alicia said as she joined the circle with Callie, who was Tessa’s best friend and beta.

“Right back at you!  But before we go, we have just one more little lesson to teach you girls,” Tessa said, tapping her finger to her chin.

“What’s that?” I asked curiously.  These two girls had been giving us pointers over the past year to help us rise to and remain at the top of our grade at Constance from the moment we transferred there from Octavian Country Day in Westchester.

“Now that classes are over and you’re going to be seniors next year, go crazy this summer!!  Don’t just have a summer that you can look back on and say you had fun.  Make it one hell of a summer that will make you say that you had the time of your life, and don’t regret a single part of it.  Kick some ass, take some names, and do anything and everything you want to do,” she advised, all the while switching her gaze to each of us in the PC.

The PC girls and I all smiled at each other and nodded our heads.


“You can count on that,” I agreed.

“Speaking of crazy summers, word around the grounds is that you girls are throwing the biggest, baddest party soon.  Is the gossip true?” Callie asked.  She and Alicia were so alike.

“Oh my dears…I’d love to tell you, but then I’d have to kill you.  Until you get a blast text of the time and place, my glossed lips are sealed,” I confessed, adding a little wink to go with it.

Callie and Tessa laughed in return.

“So it is true.  And it’s only fair that even us newly grads are allowed to attend still, am I right?” my fellow alpha asked.

“Anyone and everyone who’s a someone in both the Upper East Side and Westchester is invited.  So yes, we expect you and all of your friends to be there,” Alicia answered as she slipped her iPhone back into her clutch.

“Couldn’t have said it any better myself, Leesh,” I added.

“Fantastic!” Tessa smiled.  “Callie and I should probably go find our fams right now, but I’ll text you when we’re headed to the parking lot, okay?”

“Works for me!” I replied as I hugged her and congratulated her one last time before they sauntered off.

The PC and I walked around the plaza for a while after, giving our congrats to other friends of ours and stopping to chat a bit every once in a while.  Alicia wasn’t too thrilled with me when I even made her stop and say congrats to her ex. I knew she’d regret it if she didn’t though.

“So now that we’ve seen and chatted with everyone,” Alicia began to say, grimacing at me while putting major emphasis on that last word, “what should we do the rest of the day?”

“Well we could finish the last few party details, but Tessa and Callie have asked if we’d like to join them and their families for dinner.  I say we do just that,” I answered.  “Then we can go shopping tomorrow for new bikinis and coverups for the party?”

Everyone seemed to be okay with that, so that’s what we did.

Bonjour wordpress lovelies,

Everything these last few posts have been leading up to will be published next week!

It’s officially summer for Massie, the PC, and for me in RL. So expect posts to be weekly from now on!

I still have spots open in my PC if anyone’s interested!  I have free time tomorrow, which means I will be able to review any more apps that were sent in.

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Born to Be Wild

The Block Estate

The Kitchen


The girls and I had moved to the kitchen since Dylan had started to complain about how she couldn’t think straight about party plans if she didn’t get food into her stomach.  That girl, I swear.  So I stopped what I’d been saying about the party I’d been secretly planning and was followed into the kitchen, where Dylan and I made mixed fruit and yogurt parfaits for all of us.  Yum.

“Eat enough to be able to concentrate now, Dylan?” I asked, staring at her as she took another bite of her delicious snack.

She nodded in return, unable to speak from her mouth being full.

“How about the rest of you?  Ready to hear the rest of my idea now, too?”

A round of yes’s from them told me I was okay to gather my thoughts and continue my explanation.

“Well.  When Derrick and I used to date, he used to sneak me out to this spot in the woods that no one ever goes to.  Deeper into the woods, there’s an old abandoned house that has a huge lake in it’s backyard.  There’s a rope swing, a fire pit, and everything.  Now, there’s an chain fence that’s supposed to keep people from trespassing, but we’ll just have to have everyone climb over it.  No biggie.”

I stopped real quick to see how each of them were reacting to the idea so far.  They have certain ‘tells’ in their body language that I can always point out, such as the fact that Kristen and Alicia still had their heads faced towards me but were exchanging looks out of the corners of their eyes.

That’s your idea? I expected something more creative out of you, M,” Alicia questioned after a look from Kris urged her to speak up.

I was slightly disappointed in my beta for a quick minute.  Ah-v course that’s not my whole idea.

“Oh…you think that’s the whole idea? Wow, Leesh. No, not even close.  I was just pausing to take a bite of my parfait,” I shook my head and took a bite.

“Then puh-lease continue. I’m intrigued and we’re all waiting,” Claire persuaded while she returned to her seat after pouring herself a glass of iced tea.

“Okay then.  Well I talked one of the tech nerds from St. Jude’s into setting multiple surround sound speakers up in the trees and bushes around the water.  I also…convinced, a guy I know into getting his brother’s sports bar to “sponsor” our event by providing enough beverages to give all of our guests that “feel-good” type of sensation.”  I said, putting air-quotes around the appropriate words.

I saw them perk up a little bit.

“And us 5 will have a secret arrangement that no one else will know about but that will make the whole thing much, much more interesting.”

“And what’s that?” Alicia asked.

“Whoever can get a guy to go skinny dipping with them off of the rope swing first, wins a shopping spree paid by yours truly at the Westchester Mall.

One by one, their jaws dropped open.

Bonjour wordpress lovelies,

Thanks to those of you who have commented and welcomed me back!

I’ve been wayyy too busy the past week with finals still being a thing that I’m having to do, but I promise you all that I will be posting more regularly once the school-year has ended.

I now have a Kristen Gregory and Claire Lyons in my Pretty Committee, so I definitely recommend that you all go check out their blogs.

Look for a new post next week!

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My Inner Devil

Constance Billard & St. Jude

The Courtyard


“You have that serious look on your face, M. You know, the one you only wear when you’re planning something…?” Kristen hinted.

This made me snap out of my little daze and refocus my attention on what she’d just said, along with the other girls with me at the worn, stone courtyard table.

“Oh it’s nuh-thing for your innocent selves to worry about just yet,” I murmured.

“Oh come on, M.  You can’t just hint like that and then leave us out of the loop.  Especially when I’m the one who’s supposed to know all the hot news and gossip” Alicia pouted.

Pre-cise-ly.  You’re the queen of gossip – you know just as much as Gossip Girl, which is the reason why I’m questioning letting you girls in on my plans so soon,” I said, tapping my pointer finger to my chin.

“Massie Elizabeth Block, you know me better than that.  But if I must say it: I swear on Bean that I won’t tell a single soul if you just tell us already!” she pleaded. Leesh looked like she was going to scream if I didn’t tell her.

“Fine, meet me at my estate tonight.  I’ll have Inez cook dinner for us and I’ll tell you all the details then,” I told them.

With that, I threw my purse over my shoulder and strutted back into the halls of Constance, but not without waving goodbye of course.  Once in the nearly empty halls, I made my way to the elevator.  There was someone important I needed to meet with – important enough to my plans that I was willing to meet alone in an elevator after school hours.  That says enough right there seeing as I’d never ever be willing to do that unless it was a “life or death to our social lives” situation.  The elevator bell made it’s typical ding and I stepped in to see that my meeting was about to take place.

 The Block Estate

The Cabana


Two blondes, a redhead, and a brunette all sat around me while their eyes were pierced at me and their lips glued shut.  Not one of them were willing to say anything until I was done replying to a text I’d just received from a new guy I was talking to.  That’s a story for a different day.  Finally, I clicked the lock button on my iPhone, set it down in front of me, and spoke.

“Now girls, as you know, one of the things that we The Pretty Committee are known for is throwing hawt, exclusive parties and events.  So I was thinking that, since the school year is ending soon, we need to be the ones to throw the best party to start off the summer for everyone in our grade,” I started off saying as an introduction to my plans.

“But Massie, you said it yourself last year that those kinds of parties are so 8th grade,” Claire interjected.

“That’s why, Kuh-Laire, we’re going to make this one a party like we’ve never planned before.  One of the most infamous ones in Constance and St. Jude history was when Blair Waldorf and her friends broke into the school’s pool.  We need to one-up that.  We need to do something that will make everyone speechless.”

“Doesn’t that mean there’s a possibility that we could get into trouble?” Dylan questioned hesitantly.

“Mmm, quite possibly. But you know what, I think that it’s time for me to be bad. And if I’m going to be bad, then the whole Pretty Committee will be too. For once, we need a change.”

I couldn’t help but smirk when saying that.  It was about time for me to release the bad girl in me. Who knows what she may do?

Bonjour wordpress lovelies,

I’m back!  Back and ready to be the best Massie Block I can be once again.  You can expect a lot from me this summer: intoxicating plot-lines that will leave you wanting more, beauty posts, Pretty Committee auditions, and so much more.

Speaking of Pretty Committee auditions, applications to be in mine are officially open! So go check out my Pretty Committee page if you’re interested in that! I’d love to see all of you apply for a position in it.

Also, I’m re-opening my old Elizabeth Touchstone blog! Hope you’re just as intrigued about that as you are about this blog.  Go check that out, too!

Excited yet?  Don’t worry, I am too.

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