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a/n : i am yet to edit the book from this point onwards lol so apologies for the decrease in quality ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
As the bell rings for the next period I get up and realise I had business again and subtly roll my eyes, separating with my friends, deliberately walking slowly to spend as much time outside of the class rather than in it.
Walking in, I am confronted with the teachers snide expression to which I roll my eyes and made my way to my seat at the back.
As the lesson starts I lay my head on the desk, taking up all the space as my partner was once again absent, I go into my own dream world, and don't hear the classroom door open or the footsteps which ende next to me.
'Move,' A stern husky voice says, startling me, I look up to see Calvin, and slowly made space for him to sit down, there was a brutally cold tension between us, and I couldn't help but think why...
I look outside of the window, deep in my thoughts until the teacher ask me 'Clifford can you repeat what I said?'
'No ,'
'Well you can come back for a detention, for not listening then,' 'Okay,' I mumble as if I was gonna turn up, fuck that, and I was too tired to argue as to why I wasn't coming.
'For the rest of the semester, you and your partner will be working together to research what will make a good business, you will have to come up with a plan and think about everything from starting to maintaining a business,'
I look at Calvin who looked disinterested and I know that there was no hope in us working together,
'Your on your own London, we aren't working together.'
Rolling my eyes at his nickname I reply 'How are we going to pass then?'
'Sweetheart I would pass even if I didn't take one of these classes, with a single bribe or...talk with the teachers,' He laughs coldly as I shudder at his crude thoughts, this rich arrogant boy was not the same one I'd met last night.
I sit there crossing my arms, and decide that I'd pass with or without his help.
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The last class I had was Art, which I was extremely excited for, sitting down in my seat with the easel in front of me and feel as though I was made for this,
The teacher talked on and on about things I already knew, and ended with saying that we must choose a topic to create portfolio on, I decide on doing people as I feel that there was a lot of depth that could be created with that...
Once he leaves us to our own devices, I recall the elderly man from London,
But his eyes I will never forget, they seemed tired and lost but when they looked at me, they were knowing, as though he knew the worth of the necklace, I sketch out the image in my head and the lesson passed by...
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After the last lesson I make my way to my locker and open it to grab my stuff, then I feel a presence behind me followed by fumes of floral perfume, I turn around to face the army of girls behind me, all with their fake, copy and paste faces, I sigh rolling my eyes, I hated girls like these, and confrontation with them was worse, as they really thought they could scare me, Charlotte Farley, the 'Queen herself' steps up to talk to me,
'You, bitch...' she starts, and I pull up my back pack, looking down at her and waiting for the empty words she had to say.
'You think you can just come to the school and act like you rule it,'
I nod sarcastically and mumble 'sounds about right...'
'Well let me tell you something, I am the Queen of Heartlands High and irreplaceable, so know your place, peasant,'
She then turns around to leave but hesitates as she wasn't finished,
Typical technique to show dominance.
'Oh' she says, taking a strand of my hair and twirling it around her finger.
A glimpse of the Elite boys caught my eye, Calvin's intensity spreading through me, as he stood there watching the events unfold...
'Stay away from King, he's mine...'
I laugh to myself, and straighten up, my tall frame towering Charlotte even with her block heels, I step closer to her, letting the intimidating air surround me and I feel her subtly step back...
'You done?' I ask and without waiting for a reply I mumble 'good' pushing past the crowd and past the Elite to leave school.
Feeling content after I hear her screech 'I'll kill her!' while I flick my hair backwards...
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After getting home and doing my work I get a text from Leah.
Leah: I heard what happened you boss ass Bitch, you're my idol!
Blair: it wasn't that important, she was just a tad too entitled.
Leah: You're the true queen!!!Blair: ty 😂
Leah: See you tomorrow!
Blair: yhyh goodnight xx
I put the phone down and walk to the balcony, it's become a sort of routine for me, sitting in the balcony, it really is a nice end to the day, I sit and watch the night time scenery, I've always loved the evenings...
I hear a big SUV pull up infront of the Kingsley Manor and watch as a laughing Charlotte and a serious Calvin get out, I furrow my brows as I think of what to make of this and see that Calvin looks at me but look again and question my sanity and whether or not I just dreamt his eye contact.
They proceed to start kissing, and Calvin carries Charlotte inside.
From that moment I decide that whatever affection I had for Calvin is lost..
I walk back inside the bedroom and lay, exhausted but restless, I then pull out two sleeping pills, which I've been resisting but, need today, and fall into a darkness...
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The pills didn't help, I know I look dead as I walk into school, late I might add, and I walk along the deserted halls to my locker which is in a corner whereby no one can see anything unless they directly go there...
Opening my locker I hear another voice 'Hey baby girl,' I turned to see the famous Ashton beside me, fuck me if I'm ever coming to this locker again, I see that on the other side Luke has joined him, 'Hey there, new girl,' he says...
