Alright, I've never done anything so filled with angst before for the Clique, most of my Clique stories are filled with fluff, so bear with me! Please read and review. I'm looking for 4 reviews every chapter, and I won't update until I get 4 reviews for a chapter!

Massie was in the car. Her father was driving, since it was Issac's day off, and she was also with the PC, Todd, Judy Lyons, Jay Lyons, and her mother.

It was an odd group, but the reason that they were all there was because they were driving to watch Todd march in the soccer game with the rest of the band during halftime. It was a total waste of three hours, since now she couldn't even check out how hot her boyfriend looked in the soccer uniform, because her boyfriend went to the high school and didn't play soccer, but her and Claire were being forced to go to give Todd moral support. And they were dragging the rest of the Pretty Committee along with them.

They saw the car driving towards them and tried to swerve, but it was a drizzling day and they weren't able to fast enough. Massie felt the windows explode and glass shattered all over her, but she wasn't killed. However, she was the only one in that car that survived. Because she was in the middle row and she was right smack dab in the middle of the middle row, the pressure of the crash hit her the least, and she survived, however, the car tipped over, erupting in flames, and several dead bodies fell onto her as she lay there, half of her praying that she would be pulled out of the car before she died from the fire, the other half hoping that she would die just like her parents and BFFS. All she saw was the dead frightened faces of her friends and the flames licking her body before she fell asleep.

Massie woke up in a dazzingly white room. She looked around, seeing doctors and nurses bustling around. She stared down at the bruises and deep cuts she had all over her face and arms, and she was pretty sure that she had some under the ugly blue hospital gown she was was wondering how she got them, and she sat back, trying to remember. Then…

"Oh my gosh!" she said, bolting upright in bed as the image of a truck speeding, and broken glass shattering, and a car on fire filled her mind. "Were are my friends and family?" she asked one of the nurses, and when the nurse exchanged a nervous glance with another nurse, she asked again. "WHERE THE HELL ARE MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY?" She shouted.

"Miss, calm down," the nurse told her. "At this point, it could be deadly for you to raise your blood pressure…"

"I DON'T CARE!" Massie shouted. "Just tell me where they are!"

"Um…" The nurse looked down. "Miss, they're dead. Every single one of them that was in that car is dead except for you. You should be very grateful to be alive."

"I don't want to be alive!" Massie said. "I wish I had died." She let out a stifled sob. "Where are they?" she asked.

"They're in the morgue," the nurse said. "We did everything to try and save them, but…"

"Fuck this!" Massie shouted. "Fuck you!" Then she began to cry into her pillow.

A little short, but it was just the prologue. Love it? Hate it? Review it? Reviews are my drug!