Heiress ∣ Nate Archibald

The Lost Boy

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Morning in New York. Time to wake up from bad dreams, roll out of the beds we've made and start making plans for a brighter future. 

"B if you're waking me up this early to complain to me about Chuck, I will block you." Ophelia groaned, sitting up in her bed slightly with Nate's arms still firmly wrapped around her waist. "I just walked into my own dorm and saw Georgina and a half-naked Dan Humphrey!". The information managed to wake the heiress up more than she was ten seconds prior. "Dan and Georgina? Again!". Her words had Nate opening his own eyes, looking at his girlfriend in confusion. "I need to bleach my eyes." Blair complained on the other line. "I knew he was desperate, but didn't he learn when she pulled the whole 'Sarah' thing?". 

"If there's one thing that's true about Dan it's the number of chances he's willing to give people." Nate mumbled, rolling over to the other side in an attempt to get back to sleep. "Good morning, Nathaniel." Blair shouted out, loud enough for the boy to hear her when she wasn't on speaker. With a grumble of incoherent words Nate waved his hand before going back to sleep. "He says hi." Ophelia summarized for her cousin before glancing towards the alarm clock beside her. "Shit! I've got class in fifteen minutes. I'll talk to you later B." 

Throwing herself out of the comforter Ophelia rushed towards the small pile of clothes she had in the apartment, desperately searching for an acceptable outfit for her morning class. "Where are you going?". Nathaniel questioned groggily, noticing the lack of a person beside him in bed. "I have class. I'll text you." The heiress spoke between brushing her teeth, ignoring most of her usual routine, placing a kiss on her boyfriend's lips and rushing out of the apartment to a waiting Alex at the limousine. "Miss. Ophelia, cutting it fine this morning?". The driver teased as he opened the door with a smile on his face and a coffee in hand. "Alex, you're a life saver." Gratefully accepting the cup of coffee from him Ophelia began to apply her makeup in the back seat whilst Alex ensured she arrived to school on time, his years of experience with the Waldorf-Huntington's coming in handy for the heiress.

"And I thought I was in a rush."  Aspen McCoy laughed as the heiress ran through the halls and joined her side minutes before class begun. "I promise I'm usually more punctual than this." Ophelia admitted, flattening down the stray hairs that had already left her low bun as she took a seat beside her new friend. "Don't stress it, the professor didn't seem to notice anyway." Motioning towards the older woman sitting at the front of the class with her head in her textbook allowed the heiress to let out a deep breath of relief. 

After a long morning of learning stitches, she already knew and how to build a successful portfolio... for a fashion line she already owned Ophelia was more than ready to leave FIT for lunch, doing her best to remain optimistic about her college choice meant leaving campus when she could. "Ophelia, looking for a lunch buddy?". Aspen called out down the halls, leaving her own class just in time to catch up with the heiress. "As a matter of fact, I am. Nate's caught up with some family stuff, so I was just planning on checking in on the skyline and eating alone."