dats dakota fyi
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time skip friday
blair's pov
i wake up to the sound of a pebble hitting my window. my eyes shoot open, confused as fuck. i toss the blanket over my legs, my toes touching the cold floor. i peak through the curtain and see the one person i haven't seen all summer, my best friend, dakota.
i open the window, "when the fuck did you get here? why didn't you fucking call me?" i shout.
"girl, lower your voice it's too early for all that. now are you gonna let me in" she teases, i smile, shutting my window. i walk down the stairs, and open the door. dakota jumps on me, wrapping her legs around my waist.
"i fucking missed you bitch" she says into my neck, her voice muffled.
"i missed youuu, what you mean? i didn't get a text or call after the second week" i respond, letting go of the hug and closing the door.
"what! i literally texted you 3 days ago. i broke my phone so i got a new number" she says as we make our way to my room.
"ohhh, so that was you who texted me... whoops. i mean all you said
was 'hey blair,' but anyway you got your schedule for school?" i ask, checking the time, 8:10.
"yeah, our advisor sent me the email and shit. so hurry up and get ready so we can make it on time" she responds, making herself comfortable on my bed.
"whatever, i don't go to advisory anyway. schools starts at 9:30 for me" i reply making my way to the bathroom. i quickly brush my teeth, following with a 25 minute shower. i put my hair into a messy bun, and start putting my clothes on. i toss on a green and black tupac shirt, khaki cargo pants, and some air force ones."so how was germany?" i make small talk, as i get my bag and fanny pack.
"it was fun, i met a lot of cute boys. but that obviously won't work out" she chuckles. "alright you ready?" she ask standing up.
"lets get outta here" i respond making our way downstairs.
"i'll give you a ride, vamanos" she says opening the door as i'm in the kitchen.
"dayum girl, who you excited to see?" i respond, filling bellamy's bowl. she rolls her eye and walks out to her car. i lock the door and get in the car.
"8:55, ahh classic blair" dakota chuckles, pulling out the driveway.
"just drive and let me connect to bluetooth" i smile, getting comfortable.
we pull into the school parking lot 10 minutes later. "what's your first class?" i ask, as we get out the car.
"calculus, ughh i fucking hate math" she whines, "come with me to get my locker" she says, as i open the door for her.
"ima blame you if mrs. thomas yells at me" i groan, following her to the office.
"oh, it's you again" i hear a familiar croaky voice. i roll my eyes as mrs.porter pushes up her glasses.
"hi mrs.porter" dakota smiles. "i'm here for my locker number."
"name, darling" she ask.
"dakota wayward" she replies.
"ok here you go sweetie, and keep an eye out for that one. don't want you to get in trouble with her" she points her bony finger at me.
"i can assure you, blair is no trouble" dakota responds.
"make sure to stay for lunch, there's a special performance occurring" she smiles.
"sure will" dakota responds, as we make our way out.
"i don't know why she has a problem with me" i shake my head. "anyway, where's your locker? i don't wanna hear it from mrs. thomas" i follow dakota to her locker, which is across from mines.
"why are we having a special performance?" she ask.
"our school won some fundraiser. anyway, have you talked to ace or tyler?" i ask as we walk to calculus.
"no, i could only remember your number when my phone broke. you're the only one who knows im back" she answers. i open the creaky door, all heads instantly turning towards us, great.
"ms. sinclair" mrs.thomas sighs. i roll my eyes, avoiding her, walking to my seat in the back. dakota speaks to mrs.thomas as i talk to tatum.
"is there gonna be a time when you're actually on time?" she chuckles.
"for school, fuck no! but i forgot friday are half days, i thought we had advisory."
dakota walks toward me and sits next to a random kid to my right.
"when the fuck did you get back?" ace whispers yells, as mrs.thomas goes back to teaching or whatever she was doing.
"that's exactly what i said" i chuckle.
time skip to lunch 12:30
"finally! school is over" i sigh, slamming my locker.
"come on, let's go outside, the performance is gonna start" ace yells, dragging skylar along.
"did they finally get together" dakota gasp, hitting my arm.
"yeah last week, you sure missed a lot" i rub my arm. "lets go find everyone else" i comment, walking out to the crowd. i see tyler's tall ass in the front. i pull kota along, walking pass a large crowd of kids.
"there y'all are" tyler bear hugs dakota. "so you go to germany for the summer and forget how to act. how come we haven't heard from you." he pulls away.
"i broke my phone and lost everything. i texted blair tuesday, to let her know i was gonna be back friday, but she didn't respond" she explains. i feel a presence to my right and notice it's tatum.
"hey tatum" i side hug her. "oh this is dakota, dakota, this is tatum. she's new here we met her at a race" i introduce dakota and tatum.
"hey girl, welcome to our group" dakota smiles, pulling tatum in for a hug. dakota is really the hugging type.
"thanks, you race too?" she ask, pulling away from the hug.
"eh, i don't have the car for it but sometimes i use ace's or tyler's car to practice. blair won't let anyone drive hers" dakota rolls her eyes.
"i have my-"
"okay, ladies and gentlemen! settle down now, the special performance is gonna join us in a few minutes. please be patient, don't forget we are still serving lunch in the cafeteria. feel free to get some before or after the performance. oh, their here? that's great, alright everyone enjoy this special performance and have a good weekend. without further ado, lets welcome billie eilish and finneas o'connell" principal williams speaks into the mic, standing where they had set up a mini stage. everyone cheers, some even screaming; including dakota. i'm actually shocked, i didn't even expect billie to be performing. i wonder why she didnt tell me she was. billie and finneas comes running on stage, waving and smiling. finneas setups up his keyboard, while billie talks to principal williams.
"thank you for having me principal williams. how's everyone's friday?" she ask, licking her lips. she sure does know how to capture an audience attention. she searches the crowd, her eyes landing on me. i wink, causing her to look away.
"blair, it's billie fucking eilish!" dakota tugs on my arm. should i mention she loves billie eilish. i wonder how she'll react when she finds out she's my neighbor... or that i kissed her.
"i'm gonna start with one of my favorites" she says, as the the music comes on.
"bite my tongue, bide my time
wearing a warning sign
wait til the world is mine
visions i vandalize
cold in my kingdom size
fell for these ocean eyess" the crowds energy slowly builds with the beat.
"you should see me in a crown
i'm gonna run this nothin town
watch me make em bow
one by one by one
one by on by" by this time, she has the whole crowd wrapped around her finger. billie jumps, her energy bouncing onto the crowd, the bass going crazy. some students are even standing on the lunch tables, vibing and singing.
billie finishes the song, taking a sip of water. "y'all really brought out the energy in that one" she says out of breathe.
finneas brings out a stool for billie to sit on, then she starts singing again. "lets change it up" she comments.
"wait a minute, let me finish
i know you don't care
but can you listen?
i came committed, guess i overdid it
wore my heart out on a chain
around my neck but now it's missing, mhhm
da da da da da da da" she softly sings. we all hum along with her.
"da da da da da da da
so i think i better go
i never really know how to please you
you looking at me like i'm see through
i guess i'm gonna go
i just never know how you feel
do you even feel anything."
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that street racer// billie eilish
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