*Pryce's Point of View*
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I can't believe it. How can she be so close with the academy's real bitch, Andrea Montgomery? They even ate together during this lunch break. I totally hate them. Ugh!
Shit, I swear that freak is really playing with my emotions.
I am so not in the mood today to talk to her. And now, she's here at the parking lot and standing right in front of my car.
So, I told her to move along because she was blocking the way.
She stared at me for a while, maybe in shock that I was so rude to her right now. Well, I don't care. I'm mad at her.
I went to my car, and as I was about to enter, she also went to the passenger seat and told me that she needed to hide.
So, she ended up with me here inside my car. What a fucking awkward situation?
I composed myself and finally found my voice.
"Get out of my car. Now!!" I half-yelled. I'm a little pissed off. Not so little, but maybe just enough.
"Umm, just a minute, pleassssee?" She begged me with her disgusting but cute puppy dog face. I just want to kiss her right now. Shit, what am I thinking? You are mad at her, Pryce, remember?
"What are you hiding for?" I just sighed and rolled my eyes. If I'm not mad at you, maybe I have already kissed you. Oh, shut up, brain.
"Well, actually, I am avoiding every cheerleader because Maggie is there to find me. So, just bear with me because I can't call Lee or Drea now since they are still at the gym, and Maggie is over... there." She said while pointing to the girls near her motorbike. Hmm, it seems like the girls are desperate to catch Blair and invite her.
"And, why are you avoiding them?" I asked her curiously.
"They want me to go to tomorrow night's party." She answered while looking at her watch.
"And why won't you go?" I asked nervously. Maybe she will go there and... shit, I should think positively.
"Well, let's say I have an appointment tomorrow night. So, I can't make it." She replied and typed something on her phone. Ugh! Maybe she's texting the blonde bimbo. I hope not.
"Hmm, and what is your appointment?" Damnit, I'm so nosy.
"Can't tell you. It's something special, and I'll be very busy." She said excitedly.
And, why am I sad? Because she is seeing someone and will be having a date. Why am I paranoid? Just stop thinking unnecessary things, Pryce.
Just make her go out of your car, and you will be at peace again.
"Okay, I think you can get out now. The girls are gone." I told her disappointedly at the thought that she would go. For the freak's sake, Pryce, you should think straight. But I'm gay for her.
"Yeah, right. Thanks!" She noted and opened the door. And, when she was about to close it, "Bye, Honey-bee." She added and hurriedly closed the door as I was about to protest.
I just can't help but blush. What is that freak doing to me?
Wait until you are mine, Blair Claudette Kendall.
'You can barely even ask her to dinner, Pryce.'
"Just shut the fuck up, okay?"
 I’ll try again.
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I slumped myself in my bed, thinking about how I will ask her again for dinner tomorrow night. She didn’t say yes, but she didn’t say no either. She’s seriously making this hard for me.
She's just so gorgeous. Argh, stop thinking about her.
"I think I'm going crazy. I need a shower before I explode. Yeah, a shower is good," I mumbled and went to the bathroom to do my thing.
After taking a shower, I noticed that my phone was ringing. I wonder who's calling—but hoping that it's Blair. But it could also be Cassie, Dad, or Ron.
"Ugh, can't you, brain, stop thinking about her for just a few minutes?" Nope.
I picked it up and didn't bother to look at who was calling.
"Hello?" I greeted while drying my hair and put my phone on a loudspeaker.
"Hey, who's this?" And, why is it that nobody is answering the freaking phone? If it's Cassie, she could have already screamed or rumbled anything.
"Hello?" I said while a little bit annoyed.
Shit, the other line is still silent. I looked at the phone number, and it was not registered in my contacts.
"Who's this?" I yelled, but still, no one was answering. Fuck these people!
"Don't make fun of me, or else I will surely..." An angelic voice cut me off. I just knew that it was the freak.
"Kiss me?" She beamed on the other line, and I knew that she was grinning like an idiot at this very moment. In my dreams, Blair. Yeah, I have kissed you in my dreams so many times.
I just can't help my smile creep on my face.
"Shut up, Freak! And, how did you get my phone number?" I uttered while acting annoyed but still smiling so wide.
"*Laughs*, I can't believe it, Honey-bee, you gave it to me yesterday. But this is my second number. And, I even texted you last night a 'goodnight' and this morning a 'good morning,' and you have replied to me a 'good morning too' and---" I cut her off. She's so annoyingly cute... What? Yeah.
"Enough, okay. I remembered it already." I interrupted as I combed my hair.
"Hey, why are you so hot right now? I mean, not that hot hot, but I mean you are... Umm... fudge it!" She stammered, and I couldn't help but chuckle at her statement.
"What? Stop fooling around, Blair." I replied and still grinning.
"I mean, why are you not in your mood today?" She asked, and I heard that she sighed in relief. She's just so adorable.
"Am I not? I think I was fine." I answered sarcastically. Just being the bitch you are, Pryce.
"Umm, yeah. Ah... so... umm, see you… tomorrow morning?" She asked unsurely.
I know that she's just nervous. Am I that intimidating?
"Hmmm, why are you hanging up already? Aren't you the one who called me? And besides, you haven't told me why you called." I told her while biting my lower lip. I wonder what she is doing right now.
"Well, I just ah... Um, just checking if …if you're okay. Yeah, that's it. That's why I called. Hehehe. " She replied, still stuttering, then laughed nervously. She's so charming.
"Really? So, you're checking me out?" I teased her. That would be so amazing.
"No, no, no, not checking you out. Just ugh... Umm... Fudge, I'm going to hang up. Marge is here. Bye and goodnight, Honey-bee. See you tomorrow." She uttered, then ended the call. I just can't believe this girl.
My face is hurting because I can't stop this smile. I'm like a stupid love-struck teenager right now, and I just realized that I am still in my towel.
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*Blair's Point of View*
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That girl is really making me stutter. Wait until I get my revenge tomorrow, Pryce.
"Blair, dinner is ready!" Marge yelled while knocking on my door.
"Yep, I'm coming," I replied and went out of my room to eat some vegetable salad. Mmm, my favorite.
After dinner, I went back to my room and looked for something fun to do. Hmm, why not check her out? Then, I smirked at my brilliant idea.
"Yeah, I'm gonna check her out."
I wished to be a vampire, and I teleported to her palace, and luckily, I landed here on her front porch.
I dusted off myself and teleported again to her room, where I could hide behind the curtains. And, there she is, lying on her bed and reading something.
Why does she always look so hot and amazingly beautiful and sexy? And fudge, she's making me head over heels in love.
I'm a dead vampire that is very much in love with the academy's Queenbitch. I love her? Hmmm. I don't know. I just feel weird towards her.
While I was in my imaginary world, she got up from her bed and approached where I was hiding.
And, she's coming nearer and nearer, and if she catches me, then I will be a double dead vampire.
Shit, had she seen me?
Then, I just noticed that she would put her book on her study table where I was hiding.
Phew! I almost got caught.
I think it's time to go home now before I would die again.
I'm just gonna see you tomorrow morning and wait for my revenge. That's a good idea.
So, I teleported back to my room to have a good night's sleep. Let's call it a day.