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"heyy" i say to erin catching up to her
"hii,blair" she says turning around facing me
"woah" she says looking at me up and down
"what" i ask searching myself form head to toe
"your top. Arent you cold? You could get hypothermia" she says
"First off all I'm not even cold, second off all I have a sweater in my bag. And plus I will probably have nowhere to wear this top's because it's all ways minus something degrees here " I sigh
"You looked, good though I'll give you that" she says
We continue walking Erin talking about something, but I wasn't really paying attention. I soon realized everyone was looking at me.Every where I turned. Why are they looking at me. I crossed my arms covering them close. I feel so judged, even if some of the stares were smiles, and smirks. It made me feel sick to my stomach. Normally I didn't really care about what people thought off me, back in newyork.
I felt so aware after Erin pointed it out.
"I need to find myself something to wear" I say walking a little faster
"W-what" Erin says after me.
"I thought you said you didn't care how you looked" she says
"I lied." I say
"Okay. Um what about the sweater in your bag?"
"I lied about that again" I say a little more panicked
"Blair, you look great, don't worry about what others think" she says
"Thanks.but i still need to find something" I say
"Let's just sit down. So you can keep up with your breath" she say's sitting me down.
"Catch your breath"
"Yeah...." I smile
"Good"
I take a sip from my bottle. The my phone comes on with a notification, it was from dad.
"Awww" I say looking at the photo he sent me. It was him in Greece having dinner, with a cute caption.
"Is that your dad" Erin asks
"Yup. Second day in Greece"
"Do you guys always text" she asks scrolling on our chats
"Yess every single day. Just funny videos or memes and how was your day" I say
"You two must seem really close" she looking at the ground
"Erin. I didn't mean to..." I say
"No it's not you don't blame yourself" she says forcing a smile.
"Here let me help you, practice your lines" I say
She brings out her bag and picks out the sheets.
And we start reviewing over them.
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wildest dreams|My life with the walter boyss fanfic.
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