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The days quickly pass by and September soon gets replaced by October. The days get colder and I still haven’t gotten used to the fact that I’m pretending to be Blair. I haven’t gotten any better at it either. I can’t bring myself to ditch any of my classes and I really can’t be as rude as Blair.

Dad has gotten very suspicious especially when he almost saw the letter Blair has sent to me. Nick was also onto me, I could tell. I caught him stare at me suspiciously whenever I would say something that’s not Blair-like. He was especially suspicious when I angrily yelled at our Transfiguration French!

But I wasn’t actually angry at our professor. I was angry at Nick. We have been out several times now. Of course, Jenna joined us every time which means I was completely invisible to Nick. I decided to completely ignore Elena’s advice. There’s no way I’m going to flirt with Nick and let him in on my and Blair’s secret. I just have to ignore all of it, my feelings for him, Jenna and her constant appearance whenever Nick and I want to go out. So, the less time I spent with Nick, the better I could play my role as Blair.

In the meantime I didn’t show anyone my work. I know Blair told me to do so, but I couldn’t expose myself like that. Instead I just made my own clothes which weren’t that bad either. My plan for now was to wear those clothes and hope that someone will notice me.

“Nice outfit.” Nick says to me when we head home after classes. Surprisingly, Jenna doesn’t join us this time.

“Thanks.” I say looking down at the dress I made just a few days ago.

“So, I wanted to talk to you.” He says concentrating on the road. 

“Then talk.” I suggest.

“No, not here.” He says and I immediately panic. What if he finally figured everything out?! “Can you meet me at that bar we used to hang out? River’s?”

“And Jenna?” I ask.

“Just the two of us.” Nick promises. “So, 7?”

“Sure.” I say as he stops his car in front of my building.

“See you at 7 then.” He says and smiles to me.

“See you.” I say and step out of the car. I watch him drive away and stand there for a few more minutes. Nick knows. I know he knows. He knows I’m not Blair. I shouldn’t have been so stupid. I shouldn’t have suggested that we switch places in the first place.

I don’t even notice when it starts raining until my hair is completely wet. I drag myself upstairs to my apartment and just when I’m about to open the door, Elena walks out. I stand there in shock and she smiles.

“Oh, hey Blair!” she greets me happily.

“Elena!” I say, fake smile crossing my face. “What are you doing here?”

“Your Dad and I had to do some stuff.” She says. “Work stuff.”

“I bet.” I say and she smiles again.

“I have to go now.” Elena says. “Hope I’ll see you soon.”

“Right.” I say and watch her leave. As soon as she walks around the corner, I enter the apartment and find my Dad sitting on the couch reading the newspapers.

“Hey, sweetie!” he greets me.

“Hey, Dad!” I greet him overenthusiastically causing him to look at me suspiciously. “What was she doing here?”

“You mean Ellie?” he asks. Ellie?! He has a nickname for her?!

“Ellie. Right.” I say still fake smiling.

“We were just catching up on some paperwork.” He says casually.

“Just paperwork?” I ask suspiciously and he looks at me.

“Of course.” He says. “What else..?” he starts and then it dawns on him. “Oh! You mean that me and Ellie..?” I nod my head and he laughs. “It’s nothing like that.” He says.

“I’m not so sure.” I protest.

“She is 23 years old.” Dad says. “She’s not so much older than you are. Do you really think I would date someone like that?”

“Well, I don’t know...” I say. “She seems like she wants more.”

“That’s just Ellie.” Dad says and laughs. I, on the other hand, stay completely serious. He stares at me for a moment and gets serious as well. “Sit here, Bee.” He says and I smile and sit next to him.

“I’m not dating Ellie.” He says. “She’s my partner. I’m actually her mentor. I help her study, I help her be better at what we do. I’m not interested in her like that, but if I was, it would also be okay.” I stare at the coffee table completely silent. “Your mother and I are divorced for thirteen years. It’s okay for the two of us to date other people.”

“You don’t have to...” I start, but he cuts me off.

“Yes, I do.” He says nodding his head. “I do have to explain myself. We have never talked about this and it’s a mistake your mother and I have made. We were too weak to make it right before, but now it’s the time.”

“Why?” I ask. “Why is now the right time?”

“Because you’re growing up.” Dad simply says. “Your life is just beginning and you can’t make the same mistakes your mother and I did. I, as your parent, am supposed to make sure of that.”

“You’re only one half.” I say.

“What?” he asks clearly confused.

“You’re my father, but I still have a mother as well.” I explain. “You’re one half. My Mom is the other.”

“I never knew you felt this way.” Dad says sounding a bit hurt.

“Dad, you’re the best Dad I could wish for.” I say. “Really, you’re even more than Dad, you’re my friend, but I need my Mom every now and then.”

Dad looks at me for a moment. “We screwed it up, didn’t we?”

“Why did you do it?” I ask. “Why does Ashley live in London and I’m here? Why couldn’t we be together?”

For a moment I think he’s going to yell at me, but he just sighs. “You and Ashley wouldn’t be able to have normal lives if we would just ship you from one continent to another. And we were also too selfish to give either of you up for six months a year so we decided that you would stay with me and Ashley would go to Britain. It wasn’t the best option, but it worked for all of us. At least I thought so.”

“The best option would be to get back with Mom.” I say hopefully.

“I’m sorry, sweetie.” Dad says and I get up from the couch nodding my head. I head towards my room, but turn to Dad before I leave.

“Did you love her?” I ask and he stays silent for a while. I give up and enter my room, but hear him say. “Every single day.”  





Hogwarts is officially turning into hell on Earth. Classes are too hard, prefect duties are taking all of my energy, my Potion’s partner is an ass and not to mention, he’s also my Quidditch team captain which makes Quidditch practice torture.

Since I’m not used to all of those responsibilities and since I obviously don’t have Ashley’s sense for organisation, I’m absolutely failing at everything. I am even bad at Quidditch and this is something I used to be great at. The only thing actually. But now, I’m too tired and stressed out to get anything right. Not to mention, I’m also pretty stressed out about the fact that I still have to pretend to be Ashley and I’m not very believable because unfortunately for me, the real Ashley never fails.

“Pierce!” James yells at me during a pretty awful Quidditch practice. “What the hell is wrong with you?! Can’t you catch a Quaffle?!” I have just dropped the Quaffle for the third time since the practice started. I’m so tired that I’m not even in the mood to yell back at him.

“I’m sorry.” I say.

“You already said that!” James yells.

“James, calm down!” Rose yells at him. “Just leave her alone!”

“Rose, I’m the captain!” James yells back at her.

“You’re also an arse!” she yells at him. What I’ve learned since the Quidditch practices have started is that you should never get on Rose’s bad side. She is two years younger than James and his cousin, but she’s the only person who scares him. Even McGonagall turns to her when James gets hard to handle.

“Fine!” James yells. “Since all of you are clearly not capable of today’s practice, we’re finished here!”

I look at Rose grateful that she managed to reason with James. She smiles at me understandingly and I land down on the muddy ground.

The weather here got worse in the past few weeks. Constant rains were a usual occasion which made practice even more of a torture. I wasn’t used to playing Quidditch in such bad conditions. Usually Dad would pick out a sunny day so we can practice, but James insisted we practice in all kind of conditions.

I head towards the castle wanting to take a shower before I get to dinner and grab some food. Not to mention, I had to ask Jett Davies, the Head Boy, to monitor detention instead of me. He seemed very surprised when I asked him for a favour because, apparently, the real Ashley never asks for favours.

I’m halfway to the castle when I hear someone calling me. “Pierce!”

I turn around and notice James who’s marching towards me angrily. I roll my eyes knowing that he’s about to yell at me.

“James, I don’t...”

“What the hell was that?!” he cuts me off.

“I’m sorry.” I repeat.

“Don’t make me regret letting you in the team!” he says angrily and walks away leaving me alone feeling totally pathetic. I sigh and drag myself to my dorm. I take a quick shower and run to the Great Hall to get some coffee, my hair still wet. When I step into the Entrance Hall, I notice Jett walking towards me.

“You look awful.” He says.

“Exact three words every girl wants to hear.” I say and he laughs. “How was detention?”

“Boring, as usual.” He says. “I don’t even know why we bothered for this job in the first place.”

“Tell me about it.” I say and yawn. “Thanks for replacing me today.”

“Any time.” He says and I start walking towards the stairs.

“Pierce!” I hear a voice and roll my eyes when I recognise who it is.

“James, I don’t have time for your lectures now...” I say tiredly.

“Potions homework!” he cuts me off.

“What?” I ask confused.

“We still have to finish our Potion’s homework.” He says and points to his Potion’s book.

“I completely forgot.” I say.

“Of course you did.” He says.

“Give me five minutes.” I say as I start running upstairs. “I’ll meet you in the common room.”

“Pierce!” he calls me angrily, but I continue to run upstairs. I rush into my dorm where I find Savannah lying on the bed lazily reading the new number of Witch Weekly.

“Good evening!” she greets me cheerfully.

“Who says?” I ask her grumpily trying to find my notes.

“Someone’s in a bad mood.” She says still looking at her magazine.

“That’s an understatement.” I say as I look for the notes under Hilary’s bed. “After two hours of James Potter torturing me, I still have to spend at least two more doing homework with him.”

“Right, homework.” Savannah says and laughs.

“What do you mean by that?” I ask when I finally find the book in Hilary’s trunk.

“Two little words.” Savannah says and puts her magazine down. “Safe sex.” I just shake my head and walk out of the dorm ignoring her. Hilary and Savannah have tried to talk me into giving James a chance, but I was still determined to avoid him and he didn’t try anything else with me, so their motivational speeches were pretty unnecessary.

I walk down to the common room and find James sitting on the couch impatiently waiting for me.

“It was about time!” he says.

“I forgot. It’s my fault and I’m sorry.” I say and James points me a weird look. “Can we just get started?”

“Sure.” James says a bit calmer. We start on our work and after about fifteen minutes, I get a headache. Two hours later, my concentration fails and all I can see are blurry letters in my notes. James and I are the only one left in the common room.

“Are you okay?” James asks when I close my eyes trying to concentrate.

“I’m just tired.” I say and get back to my notes.

“Maybe we should finish this tomorrow.” He suggests looking at me worryingly.

“I don’t have time tomorrow.” I say. “With all my classes and Quidditch practice I still have to monitor detention because I missed it today.” James looks at me while I reread my notes for the third time.

“You seem to have a lot on your plate.” James notices and I stay quiet focusing on the ingredients for Amortentia. “Maybe we should take a break.”

“A break sounds good.” I say although I realise it’s almost midnight and I’m completely exhausted.

“I shouldn’t have yelled at you today.” James says suddenly and I look at him surprised. “It’s obvious that you’re exhausted.”

“It’s fine. I deserved it.” I say.

“The fact that you’re not arguing me right now doesn’t mean any good.” He says and I smile.

“I am tired. That’s all.” I say.

“How about you just close your eyes for a minute?” James suggests. “You close them and breathe and I’m sure you’ll feel much better.”

“We don’t have time.” I say shaking my head.

“One minute, Pierce, come on.” James convinces me.

“One minute.” I say and he smiles. I close my eyes and do as told. Instead of concentrating on my work, I soon drift away into a peaceful sleep.





Nick picks me up around 7 and the two of us head towards a muggle bar in which Blair and Nick apparently go to a lot. I noticed that Nick has a weird obsession with muggles. He drives a muggle car, he visits mostly muggle bars and the only subject I know for sure he never misses is Muggle Studies. I was never interested in that subject so it’s fascinating how much Nick actually cares about it.

The two of us sit at what Nick called ‘our usual place’ and then a waiter, who apparently knows us because we’re here all the time, gave me my ‘usual drink’. I nervously sip the beer he got me. Usually I would never taste a beer because I find it disgusting, but I am so nervous right now that I don’t actually care.

“So, what did you want to talk about?” I ask impatiently.

“Well, I just... I have noticed that you’re avoiding me.” He says and I look at him confused. I was so sure he discovered my secret.

“I’m what?” I ask shocked.

“Come on, Blair.” He says looking at his drink. “You don’t have to act stupid now. I know that you have a problem with me, but honestly, I’m actually hurt.”

“You’re hurt?” I ask him. Is he joking?

“Yes.” He says nodding his head. “The Blair I know would tell me what’s bothering her.”

“Well, I...”

“Don’t even try.” He cuts me off and finally looks at me. “I know what’s bothering you, I know you too well.”

“Really?” I ask feeling mad all of a sudden. This evening is taking a completely different direction. “So what do you think it is that’s bothering me?”

“Jenna.” Nick simply says.

“Jenna?” I repeat staring at him.

“Yes.” He confirms. “I know it’s freaking you out that I suddenly have a girlfriend. Especially because it’s Jenna and you can’t stand her.” I continue to stare at him completely serious and he continues to talk. “It is weird for me and I know it’s weird for you too, but as my best friend, I need you to accept her because I don’t know how long I can take it. Ever since you’ve been back, you are avoiding me and I’m really hurt.”

“You’re hurt?” I ask again and he opens his mouth to say something. I raise my hand and stop him from talking. If I’m ever going to be Blair, now’s the time.

“Shut up!” I warn him and he gives me a weird look. “You don’t get to be hurt. I am hurt. I am hurt because you’re ignoring me. I was trying. I really was. I was trying to be happy for you and all you did is ignore me. So I stopped trying. I don’t like Jenna, that’s the truth, but I tried for you. And you can’t even see that because your head is so far up your ass that you can’t notice I’m trying!” I stand up angrily and grab my jacket. “Thanks for the drink, but maybe it would be better if you’d call your girlfriend and leave me out of your pathetic bitch talk!”

Before he can even open his mouth I’m walking towards the door.

“Blair!” Nick calls after me, but I ignore him. Just when I’m about to grab the door knob, the door opens and I bump into the same guy I did a few weeks ago.

“I’m sorry!” I say surprised, but he laughs.

“You again.” He says.

“Blair!” Nick yells when he shows up. I roll my eyes and the guy who’s name I still don’t know, looks at us all interested.

“Nick, I’m leaving.” I say. “I’m not in the mood.”

“But, I...” Nick starts and the guy interrupts him.

“Excuse me.” He says looking at Nick. “Blair and I were just about to head out.”

Now I’m the one who looks at him interested and Nick raises his eyebrows at him.

“Who are you?” he asks.

“Seth.” He says and offers Nick his hand. Nick just stares at his hand and then laughs.

“Blair, can you just sit back so we can discuss this calmly?” he asks completely ignoring Seth.

“No.” I simply say. “I’m not playing by your rules anymore. I am leaving!”

With that said I open the door angrily and Seth comes after me leaving Nick confused and alone.

“Boyfriend?” Seth asks me when we step out into the cold night.

“Best friend.” I explain and he smiles.

“Then I guess it’s my lucky day.”


Dear B.

I have almost had a heart attack twice this week. First time when Dad almost read your last letter and second time when Nick said he needed to talk to me about some serious matter. I managed to take the letter away from Dad, but he got very suspicious, but I didn’t manage to solve the problem with Nick. Actually, I made it worse by yelling at him and telling him to get his head out of his ass. I hope you’re not mad, but I really couldn’t take it no more. I promise I’ll make it better by the time you come back to New York.

I still haven’t shown anyone my designs, but I’m making my own clothes now and that’s a start. Things are getting better and better here in New York.

I hope you’re having fun in London as well and that you haven’t killed Potter yet. I know how annoying he can be, but just try to ignore him.



P.S. I met a guy and that’s all I’m saying for now. Actually, I’m adding this part: he is very, very, very good looking. Never have I been so happy to be someone I’m not.



So, it's been a while and now suddenly I'm popping out two chapters. I hope you haven't forgotten about me and that you're still reading. 

I have been writing like crazy lately and have just written seveteenth chapter. The story's definetely getting more complicated as are the lives for Blair and Ashley. 

Tell me what you think about this chapter! What's up with Nick? Who's Seth? James and Ashley? 

Also, feel free to leave a critique as well. Your reviews are really helping with my writing. Thank you! :) 

In the next chapter: Blair wakes up in an unusual situation while Ashley goes out on a date. 

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