BLAIR:
I woke up like 50 times last night, I don't know what I'm going to do about the skirt situation. I don't have any tights. I don't have any black trousers. What am I going to do? I can't stop thinking about it.
Naomi and Isabella will see them. That's not going to end well. And Ledger. Well Ledger is Ledger. Two-faced cunt. Who knows how he will react. He could be nice, if he wanted or he could join the Blair hate club along with Naomi and Isabella.
I get dressed and try covering the the scars that traumatized my skin. It kind of covered it. Shit! I'm running out of concealer. Maybe mom has some. I'll check tonight.
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On the way to school.
Just my luck. Its raining. I start running. I was 10 minutes away from school. I could see the concealer running down my legs.
thud.
I crashed into something rock hard. DEJA VU! Guess who it is...
Of course its Ledger.
He looks down at me. At my legs. He looks more disappointed than disgusted? I guess so. I've never been good at reading expressions. I apologized to him and he nods and walks away.
UNKNOWN NUMBER
'what's on ur leg?'
'that's none of ur concern. who even are you?'
'that's none of your concern'
'okay?'
'see u around'
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Well that's weird but I need to go to the toilet and use the rest of my concealer.
I left the toilet and went to my locker to put my bag inside.
BANG!
Silly string got all over me, I look around the hall and I see Naomi and Isabella snickering next to their lockers. I run back to the toilet. My uniform is ruined.
I open my bag and get my makeup bag out, although I don't see the point of having a makeup bag since I only got 4 things in it now. My blade is sitting at the bottom. I tried to resist but the feeling of the sharp metal against my forearm feels so unreal.
I covered my arm with my blazer and walk out the rest room.
thud.
I crashed into something rock hard. DEJA VU! Guess who it is...
ITS LEDGER. AGAIN!
GOD WHAT IS WITH THIS MAN!
"Are you stalking me?" I say with a smirk. He doesn't seem amused. He wraps his hand around my wrist and I jolt my hand away at that. It burns. In a good way though. He carefully grabs my hand and lifts up my sleeve to reveal my cuts.
"Don't do it again, beautiful." He says then he kissed the cuts.
With that I walk away. NOW HE CARES. I DONT NEED HIS SYMPATHY! I HATE THAT MAN! AND BEAUTIFUL? I HATE THAT!
you don't
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Ledger:
FUCK ME! FUCK!
WHY DID I JUST CALL HER BEAUTIFUL!? WHY!??
AND DID I HAVE TO KISS THEM!???
you love her.
I don't. She just brings the romance out in me and I feel something when I'm around her.
She is beautiful though. Okay I need to stop. I'm keeping an eye on her, I'm not going to date her.
Why does she do that to herself? Why would she taint her beautiful skin?
I need to help her.
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His Amour
RomanceThis story is about a poor girl looking after her sick mother and being invited to a private school on a scholarship and meets him. This is a story about a young woman named Blair and a young man named Ledger. Both of these experience love, hate an...
