2. sunrise blaires

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''Alright Mrs. Burnette, I'll be prepared for the show by next week, I promise'' I picked up my backpack as I left the classroom from my piano lessons. I'm not going to lie, Mrs. Burnette is such a kind woman, I'm sure she will be such an amazing mom someday. She's been wanting to be a mother for a long time and now she has her husband too. But it's been a long day, I need a small break, I'll probably stop by the coffee shop near my home. 

A small, little, house-looking place. They make such unique taste for their coffees. It's impressive. The workers know me well so they already know what I usually order. 

I stepped into the door to be greeted by the man who's always there and is now one of my very good friends, Aisley Atherton. He's always been described as being ''the hot guy'' which I find pretty hilarious, but he's a passionate, sweet and a charming guy. He always supports me no matter what.

''Look who's here, the wonderful and amazing Blaire'' He said in a sweet tone.

''Oh, shut up'' I replied to him, while cracking up a little bit

''Let me guess. Iced coffee and some french toast?'' he guessed

''You got it'' 

We continued chatting while he prepared the small meal and I sat by the small round table near the ordering bar, just close enough so that I could hear what he said while I worked on my school work.

''Miss Blaire Woods your order is done, mistress'' He called jokingly.

''You never get tired of those mistress jokes, do you?'' I said while I went to grab the meal

''Nope, and I never will'' 

I sat down with the food and just continued chatting with Aisley. The food was delicious, like always of course.

One I finished eating I helped him clean up a bit, we said goodbye and proceeded to leave the coffee shop. Once I headed home and I greeted my mother and father, I went up stairs and took out the pj's from my drawer, took a shower and changed into my pijamas. I went back into my room to set up my bed, said my night prayers to my loving God and went off to get my nights rest.

.the next day.

I woke up to a bright sunny day on a busy Wednesday, I stood up, put on my soft cozy slippers, did my morning prayers and headed downstairs to greet my mother. My dad was already at work so I will greet him by call, I grabbed the breakfast my mom made me and sat down by the table to eat my eggs with toast and some black coffee.

''So, how's school going sweetheart?'' She said

''Oh, It's going great, even tho some people can be foolish morons'' I replied while eating

''Understandable. Some people can be total buffoons. At the end of the day they end up in the worst situations.'' she said in response of what I said

My mom is a hard-working person, she fits the type of  a "cool rich mom". She's also really supportive of my sexuality. I'm pansexual btw. We have a great relationship with each other.

I went up the stairs, showered, got into my clothes and headed to school.

Once I arrived I was greeted by the students and teachers while I walked towards the classroom and the first person I end up seeing is the one and only Ivy Carter. I'm not the the type of person who tends to hate on people but she's one of the biggest bothers i've ever seen and known. She gets annoyed by even breathing. 

I try to ignore her and I sit down by my chair greeting my best friend Angela Brooke, we both have multiple things in common which it's something I find quite great about her.

Maybe today won't be so bad.

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author's note

Hello! @polarvu here <3 I just want to say that this is the first time I write and publish a story chapter :) It may not be the best but I hope you enjoy it. We will try to publish more chapters often, as u know I will be writing as Blaire Woods. Any suggestions just let me know.

I love you all and hope you like the story ^^

here's a small preview on how Blaire looks like (credits are in image):

here's a small preview on how Blaire looks like (credits are in image):

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