*Blair’s Point of View* --- “Well, speaking of the right ONE, it should not be a guy. Okay, don't judge because I'm in the state of figuring that out,” I explained, and I just realized what I had said. I'll be damned. “Oh! So, you were saying that you are gay?” She asked in surprise.  Well, she is such a stubborn girl. But she asked me with a smile on her lips. “I said, don't judge… because I'm still figuring that out,” I answered a bit annoyed, but smiling inside that she doesn't hate it that I'm giving her a clue that there's a big possibility that I'm gay, in which I have always been. Damn, can you blame me that girls looks so fine? No? Yeah! “Oh, sorry.” Sh

*Blair’s Point of View* --- “Wow, it's a miracle that you are up early, Blair. I'm supposed to wake you up because you broke your alarm clock yesterday. But don’t worry. I’ll buy you another one soon.” Marge greeted me as I made my way to reach for the cereal box and get some milk then poured it into my bowl. “Well, actually, I didn't wake up early. I didn't sleep... is the right term.” I replied, and I began devouring my cereals. “Oh, and what made you wake all night?” She interrogated me and brought the mug to her mouth to drink her morning coffee. I'm thinking of a good answer, and happily, I found one. I can't tell her that I haven't slept because I was thinking about a particular blue-eyed girl. So, instead

*Blair’s Point of View* --- I looked at the most gorgeous girl that I have ever laid my eyes on. And I think I was stunned a little but recovered quickly when she looked at me with her eyebrows meeting each other and a face in pure disbelief. When I remembered that I was still holding the bastard down, I released him but pushed him to the floor, and his face landed first. “F*ck!” He cursed, and I didn't feel sorry for him. He deserves that. “Uh... Hi, there!” I greeted her while smiling at her widely. “What happened here?” She asked no one in particular, and I waited for someone in the crowd to answer. Everybody went si

*Pryce’s Point of View* --- The afternoon quickly passed by, and here I am sitting inside my car, deciding to drive home or go somewhere else. Nobody's waiting for me at home, so I guess I better go somewhere else for me to stop thinking about her. When I was about to put my thumb on the start engine button, two petite girls passed in front of my car. They stopped there for a while to continue their chatting. And I sighed and waited for a little bit for them to go away. They can't see me inside because my car's windows and windshield are tinted. As they chatted, I heard Blair's name being mentioned. “Hey, Carla! That Blair, the new girl, was so f*cking cool, right? I can't believe that she did that to Jake.” The

*Blair’s Point of View* --- I decided to teleport back to the ladies’ restroom. Maybe nobody's there anymore because it's almost time for the first period. Then I thought of the place, and I am already here. I am in the same cubicle as earlier, and I can hear two girls arguing. One of them had a voice that was familiar to me. And I thought for a while of who it was, and I remembered it's Leanne's voice, the captain of the cheerleaders. She sounds like she's angry or whatever. “I told you, Rey, I don't want to see the both of you making out anywhere here or even just a kiss, or whatever! I just can't watch it. You know how it hurts like hell.” Leanne confessed, and t