Living in Lies ✧ S.W [1]

chapter one

"Blair, babe come here!"

I quietly sigh, carefully setting my still pretty new Apple laptop that my Dad had bought me for a graduation gift onto the coffee table as if it's a priceless antique, then stand up. I begin to make a beeline straight to the kitchen where I heard Ashton's voice echo from.

As expected, I spot Ashton standing by the heated stove, getting our late night supper prepared.

"Yes?" I sigh, impatiently wanting to go back and keep typing my annoying essay which I have barely started. To make it even better it's due in a few days.

Ashton and I both go to Yale. We live at the university in a medium sized dorm, shared with one another.

Once we had gotten together, first meeting from accidentally bumping into each other in the main foyer and soon after starting to go out, after a year, we decided it would be a good idea to live together.

We could share both the rent and a bed.

Ashton turns around with my colourful apron on that has, Your Opinion Was Not On The Menu, printed on the front in bold italics.

I giggle as he walks forward, then wraps his arms around my waist, his hands inside of oven mitts.

"I'm cooking-"

"Lasagna?!" I gasp, once smelling one of my most favourite foods. I smile and lean up, giving him a passionate kiss. "Wait." I pull back, feeling a sudden catch to all of this. "You never cook..."

He shrugs and grins a toothy smile.

"Anything for my Blair bear. Who also..seems kind of stressed lately.."

I roll my eyes, giving him a playful swat on the arm then trudge back into the living room, where my living hell (aka essay) awaits me.

"Hey, what are you doing..tomorrow night?" He questions, with a little bit of caution in his voice, making me furrow my eyebrows.

"I have to work at the diner. Six until ten."

It's silent for a few seconds, until he replies with a low, and quiet, "Okay."

I bite my lips and blink a few times. Shaking my head, I look back down at my computer screen and begin to type words so fast, my fingers seem just like a blur.

Honestly, my life seems actually so perfect right now.

It all works out amazing. I'm taking a few general courses, but so far, I'm aiming my options in Criminal Justice. I've always thought being a cop would be cool. It's always interested me.

Ashton is thinking about being a physician, but he still doesn't quite know. Then again, who really does know about anything anymore in this century?

I seriously wouldn't want my life to be any different. Hopefully nothing is going to stand in my way.

Damn, I shouldn't think like that. Usually, whenever someone does think of stuff like that, it's bound to come true, just like in the movies and books.

Oh well, whatever. This is real life, and I can believe whatever the hell I want to damn believe.

Nothing, or anything, is going to stand in Blair Clarkson's way.

I mean, hopefully.