Here Lies Jane Doe

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"Who even is she?" I mumbled to myself, re-reading the last Instagram post that had gone up with the picture of the girl at the stairs of the MET.

All the photos before had no people in them whatsoever. The previous photos were all of various places in New York, more specifically the Upper East Side, that made this one of the random girl stand out.

The comments showed the magnitude of Jane Doe's influence. Despite only just appearing on the scene last week, she had already amassed hundreds on followers on Instagram alone, and they were in on it, wanting to know who this girl was.

Part of me was curious as to why Jane Doe was choosing this girl- what was so special about her?

"You!" I heard someone shout, but ignored it, thinking it wasn't me they were shouting at. "Umm...hello?" the voice repeated.

When I looked up, I was met by these glaring hazel eyes, I instantly recognised her as the girl on my phone screen.

This was her.

"What are you doing?" she hissed in a low tone.

"Sorry- I don't do public outbursts..." I replied calmly, trying to sound diplomatic. "Let's go and find a classroom." I paused, registering all the prying eyes of the other girls, trying to hear what was about to unfold. "Away from the prying eyes!"

I wasn't afraid to call people out on some things, it was partly a defensive mechanism that I didn't have much control over. It just happened. It was probably one of the reasons why I didn't have many friends at Constance.

Henry and Sebastian thought I was a popular, because I behaved like the popular girl but I didn't really have any friends at Constance...

Nearly all of the girls knew me as the daughter of 'it' girl, Serena Van Der Woodsen, and the real 'Gossip Girl' - otherwise known as Dan Humphrey, but where surprised and put off by how unlike them I was.

But standing in front of me, this girl didn't seem to care who I was, or who my parents were, and I had no idea what her problem was with me.

"This one." She pushed open a door to one of the Psychology classrooms, walking inside and immediately shut the blinds by the window.

"Look- I know this is probably just some kind of silly initiation for the new girl and I get it, but I really don't want to be involved."

I put my bag down and sat on one of the desks at the front of the classroom. "I kind of think an introduction would work best her. I'm Victoria, Victoria Humphrey, and you are?"

Her eyes grew wide - for a moment I thought it was because she didn't know who I was.

"Oh. Um... I'm Harper, Harper Scott. But that's irrelevant- I know who you are, and I know that you are the one behind Jane Doe," she declared, folding her arms in triumph. "I mean, your Dad had Gossip Girl and now you have Jane Doe."

"Are you serious? I'm not Jane Doe!" I gawped at her in disbelief, remembering this was the daughter of the lawyer at Scott and McGee. "Hang on, are you related to the lawyer Adam Scott of Scott and McGee?"

Harper seemed to smile. "Yeah, my dad is the Scott- he moved the firm to the Upper East Side and business is great... no! Wait, so if you're not Jane Doe, then who is?"

I shrugged. "I don't know, nobody does. Anyway, I'm sure it's nothing. I wouldn't worry about it, Harper."

The bell let off its shrill ring and we stood up quickly as if we were soldiers standing to attention.

"Look Harper- you seem like a cool girl. Me and my friends, Henry and Sebastian, they go to St Jude's. We're having a little gathering tonight. Why don't you come along? They're going to bring some of their friends too so it'll be chill."