The Calloway Racers. [A SERIES]

0. Smoke and Fire

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Copycat - Billie Eilish

'Don't be cautious, don't be kind
You committed, I'm your crime'

17 YEAR OLD BLAIRE knew that she was not allowed to step out of her room after her uncle made it clear that she was in lockdown. Yet, she still managed to slip out of her bedroom and climbed down the tree, before running down a few blocks to where the party was being held.

It's the annual party to celebrate the end of the semester break. Like always, the Calloway Racers would throw a massive party at either one of their houses and this time, it was Garret's. And knowing Garret, he'd probably do something extra to make it unforgettable.

She's not going to let lockdown stop her from witnessing whatever the hell he was planning to do. As she walked into the neighborhood, she could already hear the loud music booming from the Calloway's grand house. Familiar faces came into her view as they crowded the home. Her phone buzzed in her pocket, and as always she'll read the text pop up notification on the screen before proceeding to answer but this time Blaire only stared at it with a frown before pocketing it and continued her way in.

The moment she stepped into the house, everyone parted ways to create a path for her. Treating her like royalty. She smiled at them in greeting, even taking a cup of beer from a random person and downing it in one go, wincing as the buzzing sensation trailed down into her system.

"B! You're here!" The dark haired girl whipped her head around to see Astrophel walking towards her. His white shirt was unbuttoned, exposing his toned abs and tattoos that painted over his olive skin from his left chest - over his heart, to his arm. The boy slung his arm around her and led her through the crowd until they're down in the basement where the rest of the group were waiting. "Look who finally decided to show up!" The blonde haired boy announced. Everyone cheered upon their arrivals.

Roman Blake looked up from the pool table and grinned once he saw her. He leaned on the table and subtly glanced at her up and down. The light shining above him like a halo floating on his dark brown soft curls. A perfect contrast to describe the prince of destruction. "I thought, Bernest had you on lockdown." He reminded her.

Blaire shook her head and snickered. "You and I both know not even the sheriff can keep me away from the tracks." She joined him at the pool table and grabbed a cue stick, then situated herself across from him. She pushed the stick and watched as the balls all went in. "Which I assume, we're still on for the race, right?"

"It's not the end of spring break, if there's no race." Roman said.

"Exactly." Blaire walked up to him with a smug grin. "Just another race to remind you boys that I'm still going to win."

"You wish."

Astrophel snorted at the two of them. "She's not wrong though. Garret and her are the only ones whose points are tied." He leaned closer to the girl with a taunting smile. "Will tonight be finally the night to end the tie?"

"You just have to wait and see then." Blaire winked. She watched as the two boys laughed and downed the red cups, before walking away upstairs where she knew the said boy would be. On her way to the stairs, she caught sight of Lucien's sandy blonde hair from the dim lights and on his lap sat a redheaded beauty, his hand buried in her curls as they continued to suck the life out of each other.

Only when he saw Blaire passing by, did he pull away from the girl and send her a grin. "Hey, little B." Lucien called out. Not even fazed by the way the redhead had proceeded with her lips trailing on his neck.