Heroes Series: Seclusion

Chapter 3 - Campaign Party

Blair's POV

I smiled satisfied with myself once my plans for the party were set. People had always begged to get into one of my parties but this was going to be the party of the year.

"Congrats on making the cheer squad. Although I had no doubts that you would make it," I said to Ivy as she walked in through the door. "Oh and all the party plans are set for this Friday. Evan won't know what hit him," I smirked.

"I knew I could count on you. Hey Blair, I had a question," Ivy said.

I raised my eyebrows at her. "Shoot."

"Who were those girls that were sitting next to you during my tryouts? I think one of them is in my Combat class and her name is Jessica? And I think they thought I was flirting with Zack and they would not stop glaring at me."

I burst out laughing. "Oh god. Well the one with the dirty blonde hair and highlights is Bree. They're both in my class actually. But Jessica is a dumb bitch and I don't care for her. Bree is cool though. I even took her to a photoshoot because I felt bad I bailed on her yesterday after what happened with you in Combat. I didn't realize you were into Zack though," I said slyly.

"I'm not. They just thought that because--,"Ivy got cut off as my phone started vibrating on my desk and I picked it up confused as to why my agent, Shirley, was calling me at 10pm.

"Thank god you picked up, Blair. I know this is really last minute but we need you to fly to Paris for a few days for some photoshoots. There's a problem with this month's issue of Vogue," Shirley said.

"Will I be done by Friday? I'm hosting a party for Ivy and it's really important," I said annoyed.

"Vogue Paris is more important than a party, Blair. I expect you to be on your private jet by 8am tomorrow and we'll try our best to get you back before your party," my agent conceded.

"Fine," I said shortly and hung up the phone.

"What's wrong?" Ivy asked concerned.

I sighed. "Shirley said that I have to fly out to Paris tomorrow. Apparently there's a problem with this month's issue of Vogue and they need me there for another photoshoot. I'm sorry Ivy. I'll try my best to make it back before the party. Hopefully everything goes smoothly," I said with a small smile.

As soon as I got off the jet I found a limo waiting for me to take me to my hotel. I had read over the itinerary Shirley had sent me during the 12 hour flight and if things went according to plan I would do a photoshoot tomorrow and be back in time for the party on Friday.

"So what exactly is the problem with this month's issue?," I asked with my eyebrows raised.

"Well darling,"Tony, the photographer, started. "We found out that Elle is using the same design prints we are. We can't make it look like we're copying them so we had to pick out new prints and recall all our models."

I posed for the camera like I did several hundred times before this and my mind wandered off. I wonder if he is wondering where I've been for the past few days.

"Come on, Blair. You're sexy. You're wild and fierce. You're seductive like a succubus," Tony encouraged.

The male model I was posing with was hot sure but he had nothing on a certain professor I had my eyes on.

"You did a spectacular job today, Blair. Good job everybody," Tony said.

I looked at my watch and it read 3:15pm. The photoshoot had finished earlier than I expected. I stopped by Ladurée to pick up some scrumptious macarons and called Arthur, my pilot, to get the jet ready. I was going home.