what happens when one life collides with another totally opposite life? blair, a street racer; billie, a singer
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blair's pov: i'm awoken by bellamy's warm, wet tongue traveling around my face. "chillll, it's too early for this bell" i squint my eyes, seeing a blurry bellamy laying on top of me. i grab my phone to check the time 8:05. maybe i'll be on time for once. i grab my phone walking to the bathroom and connecting to bluetooth. i quickly take a refreshing shower, then tossing on the clothes i picked out for today. i had a black shirt under my white hoodie with a black, white and grey camo pants. i slipped on some matching nike retro 1 shadow high tops. i decided to wear a grey puffer jacket because it was raining. which makes me not want to go to school at all actually.
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i walk downstairs, the rain being the only noise present in this house. "there you go boy" i rub bellamy after filling his food bowl. i pour myself a bowl of cap'n crunch, then turning on an episode of blacklist. i quickly wash my plate then let bellamy outside before i had to go. once i enter the school parking lot, i park in my usual spot. i wait, letting the last song play out, when there is a knock on my window. i turn my head to see tatum. i smile turning off the car and getting out. "hey, why do you look depress as shit in there" she chuckles as we began walking towards the school. "i love the rain but hate coming to school when it's raining" i reply, stepping over small puddles. "anyway come on, i told you i will show you around" i smile, opening the door for her. "thanks" she returned the smile, rubbing her feet on the carpet below her. we walked to the office to get her schedule and a locker. "so how was it like in boston?" i ask as we wait for the secretary to finish helping a student. "well, where i was raised... ghetto as hell. but that's why we moved, my dad was offered a business deal-" she answers. "can i help you sweetie?" a frail, old voice interrupts us as. we walk closer to the desk and i begin to play with the stapler placed in front of me. "um, i'm new. i'm here for my schedule and for a locker. i'm tatum wallace" tatum smiles. "spell that for me please" she says, adjusting her glasses and typing into her computer. "t-a-t" "wait you said p?" she ask confused. "no, t... as in tree. t-a-t-u-m, tatum." "mhm" she groans. "um, w-a-l -" "was that an m?" she looks up confused. "where the fuck is an m in wallace?" i ask, becoming impatient. "excuse me?" ms. porter's voice cracks, shocked that i cussed. "i said where the f-" before i can repeat my question, i feel a hand cover my mouth. "no ms..." tatum trails off, unaware of her name. "ms.porter and best tell your friend to watch her foul mouth" she points her bony finger in my direction. "wallace. w as in winter. a as in apple." tatum goes on as i scrunch my eyebrows at ms.porter. the first bell rang as tatum was speaking, well at least i'll miss some parts of class. "that stupid bell, repeat that again sweetie" ms.porter waves off the bell.
"fin-a-fucking-ly, geez i think her grandson didn't pay for her new hearing aid" i shake my head as we walk out of the office. "seriously it took her 10 minutes just to type your name" i shake my head. "come on, it's my first day and i'm late to class" she chuckles, as she looks for her locker number. "who cares? it's not our fault anyway, they need to hire a younger, much more younger secretary" i smirk. "ya perv, anyway help me" she sighs, handing me her paper. "locker 069, lucky. i always wanted locker 69" i suck my teeth. "anyway it's right next to mine" i guide her towards the locker. "where's the lock?" she chuckles, a look of confusion on her face. "oh, yeah right. well they wouldnt change my locker, so i kinda had to break it... you know" i explain as she opens it. "and there's... trash in here" she trails off, picking up a banana peel. "how thoughtful of ace" i mutter, rolling my eyes. "oh yeah my bad, didn't think i'll have company so soon. they didn't even warn me, the audacity" i shake my head, reaching in for all the junk that was in there and throwing it in the nearby trash can. "thats gross, anyway um, my first class is calculus" she says looking at her schedule. "great, lets experience hell together" i smile as we walk towards class.
