@destinaticn

      ^{he’s seen girls like her before – they’re a dime a dozen, scattered through every high school in america to ensure that nobody’s teenage years went by without a hitch.  when he was still a student, they had names for these girls  –  the rich bitch, the queen bee, the mean girl  –  but here, they simply called her Blair.    ❛ you don’t actually expect me to believe that, right?  you had two weeks to finish this.  there’s really no excuse. ❜}

            _{SUMMON PULL OF RASPBERRY-TINGED LIPS     as they pull back to reveal venom-soaked smile.   there’s a nod to the girls who follow behind her:   a dismissal,  and they hurry out to save her coveted place atop the met steps.      ivory-carved bone-structure tilts to the side:   amused,  yet,  slightly flustered.     OF COURSE  she expected him to believe it,   she’s   BLAIR WALDORF.}            ❝      _{i’m sure your lack of understanding can be ascribed to your  …  lack of time here.  otherwise, you’d certainly know that second-semester seniors get a free pass:  like pregnant people or fourteen-year-old chinese gymnasts. constance wants their seniors to get into the best colleges, that’s why this free pass exists.    if the headmistress knew about this,  she’s rap you on the wrist for endangering my spot at yale.}       ❞         _{honey-dripped words accompany a bat of heavy-lashed eyes,  words wrapped in lace and ribbon .}