After flying overseas to enroll in a prestigious boarding school, Blake Graham assumes that she can finally catch a break.
Instead, she encounters the boy who she fought with almost every day as a child.
After moving back to England, then over to...
"I really don't want to drop it, Blakely. And stop calling me Clarkwell, that's not even my name!"
"Stop calling me Blakely!"
"That is your name!"
"So?"
"So? So it's not a dumb as shit nickname like Clarkwell!"
"It would be a nickname if I liked you or even tolerated your presence," I retorted.
"The feelings mutual, Blakely!"
"Clarkwell you asshat!"
"Blakely you bitch!"
"Ahem," A voice cut through our argument, which immediately stopped our fighting. "Oh no, by all means please continue, I'm sorry if I'm interrupting you two." Professor Donovan stood, glaring at us.
Shit.
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We got off with a warning. Maybe because we weren't being that disruptive but most likely because of who our fathers were. Some feared Harrison Graham, while some feared Jasper Ellington. When you put those two together, it's any person connected to the one percents worst nightmare. Maybe if it was just me or just Clark we would've gotten in trouble, but the professor thought we would run to our daddies dearest and make the bad ole professor go away because they 'hurt our feelings'. Psh as if! I only talk to my father when necessary, and getting detention isn't something necessary to discuss with him. Anyways he would think I'm wasting his time if I went ahead and tattled.
As soon as class ended, and the bell rang signaling the end of the day, I whipped out my phone to text Nico.
So what's the plan for today? Nico: Did you enjoy class ;) What? Why? Nico: Just thought you'd like your classmates Did you know we shared this class together??? Nico: I dunno... Asshole. Nico: Well this asshole knows the plan for tonighttttt Nico: Don't you wanna see your Nico: REALLY GOOD MODEL Fuck off Nico: Anyways the plan is to meet at like 17:30 at the lounge ??? Nico: Ugh Americans Nico: 5:30 Ohhhhhh Give me a break im tired Nico: Sure. Nico: Do you remember the way to the lounge? ..... nope Nico: That's a problem Nico: I'm currently out with Luca getting food and Kota is asleep Please no Nico: Sorry Blake <3 Screw you Nico: Also ps, do you have any snack requests? By doing this you owe me the entire junk food aisle, you bitch. Nico: Cheers.
I smiled at Nicos response to my anger about having Clark escort me to the lounge. It would probably end up in flames given our hatred towards one another. I turned off my phone and looked for Clark who was talking to a blonde, a bored expression resting on his face. 'What a charmer,' I mentally rolled my eyes at his lack of communication skills with females.
