ringleader

I don't hold my breath and I don't hold my tongue and I know that you know that I don't back down to no one

[brianapuckett-blog]

"You’re not the sharpest knife in the drawer are you? I mean.. damn." Briana pulled a face and let out a small laugh as she sat back in her chair. "Oh hey, can I have that?" She asked, taking a sip of the coffee on the table.

[cxrmichaelprincess]

"Please tell me how I'm the stupid one here." Peyton rolled her eyes-- who did this girl think she was? "Were you raised in a barn? You're disgusting." And she was really looking forward to that, too. "And now, you can pay for it," she said, pushing the coffee in front of the other girl as she stood up.

[brianapuckett-blog]

"Something tells me that you weren’t worried. You know, which isn’t a very good humanitarian thing." There was a certain annoyance to her tone, although there was an accompaniment of the idea of irritating this little.. princess if she could. 

[cxrmichaelprincess]

"Something tells me you aren't very bright. I'm not much of a humanitarian, what can I tell you?" Peyton was completely over this conversation. However, she wasn't about to leave when she hadn't finished her coffee.

[missyhxrold-blog]

Cici sighed, turning more towards the blonde; she pursed her lips. “Sorry, I’m gonna have to steal her for just a second.” She said voluntarily to the person that the younger Carmichael was speaking to, saving her from possible death of boredom.

[cxrmichaelprincess]

"Jesu---" she said, not really paying attention to who popped in and stole her away from the conversation. "Oh, it's you. Thank god, I was about to fall asleep back there."

[brianapuckett-blog]

"I sense sarcasm, and I also think that you should pay more attention when someone is talking to you." Briana sighed, becoming increasingly irritated with the fact only little notice was being taken of her.

[cxrmichaelprincess]

"I'm glad you caught it! I was a little worried there. Whatever you were going on about was boring, I didn't feel like listening, sorry." But she wasn't sorry at all, honestly. Peyton didn't care about others and how they felt. It was all about her.

[cxrmichaelprincess]

"Yeah, wow, that was really interesting." She had to cut them off, I mean, if they droned on any longer she might've fallen asleep.

[cxrmichaelprincess]

He was always the kind of man who was in a rush to go no where. So, as he abruptly exited his building while flinging on his jacket, it was no surprise that he bumped right into someone. “Don’t you watch where you’re going?”

Typical Sawyer. Acting as if he was the only person on the sidewalk. Although, she couldn't really talk, 'cause she was the same way. "Don't you?"

[yourhomerp-blog]

"It’s Manhattan, it’s always going to matter, you know." Blair said. And she knew it was true, because Manhattan’s adults were still playing the same old games that they’ve been playing since high school and as much as Blair would love to leave it all behind her one day, she had nothing else going for her. "And in a few years you’ll be crawling back here as a failure, begging mommy and daddy to reissue your trust fund."

[cxrmichaelprincess]

Peyton wasn't about to let Blair get to her, not now. As much as she wanted to scream at her, she couldn't. But god did she hate it when people trashed her dream. I mean, if she could act this well in her daily life it couldn't be that hard to make it, could it? For a second there, she doubted herself. But she wouldn't let show. "If you say so, B. If you say so," she said in a condescending tone. Blair wanted a reaction-- one Peyton would not give her. Add on her talking down to the other blonde, well, it'd get even better.

[cxrmichaelqueen]

"Don’t worry about it —- forget it."

[cxrmichaelprincess]

"Already forgotten."

[yourhomerp-blog]

"That’s right, because you just fail." Blair said with a laugh as she paced back and forth in front of the fellow blonde. "You know, P, we’ve been going at this for years now. But let’s face it, you’re throwing pebbles at an iron wall. It’s never gonna fall. But don’t worry, you’ll be on top one day." she said as she stopped in her tracks standing right in front of her. "When I’m dead."

[cxrmichaelprincess]

"You're so cute Blair, thinking all of this will matter after we graduate." Peyton had big plans for herself. She would not fall into the typical New York socialite path that was laid out for her. She was going to act-- make it big on the big screen. And she'd leave this place behind her. "In a few years, you'll be just another Upper East Side heiress with a superiority complex. How exciting."

[cxrmichaelqueen]

“Yeah —- it should. Sometimes I think you forget who we are.”

[cxrmichaelprincess]

"Oh? Why's that?"

[yourhomerp-blog]

"Says the one who wears things from three seasons ago and claims it’s vintage." Blair said with a roll of her eyes. Her jaw clenched as she raised her chin at the girls words. If she wasn’t supposed to hate her so much, she’d give her kudos for her ability to get right under her skin. "And look at you, trying to one up me yet again. It’s so ugly. Like jealousy."

[cxrmichaelprincess]

She'd let that one slide for now. If there was one thing Peyton was really, really good at it was concealing how she really felt. Showing even just a touch of real emotion would leave her vulnerable she couldn't stand that feeling. So she'd just beam her brightest smile. "Oh I don't have to try."

[yourhomerp-blog]

"Now how could I have missed you when I, nor anyone else, noticed that you were gone, P?" Blair said, smirking in satisfaction upon hearing the giggles of her minions behind her. "Ladies, your dismissed. We’ll be meeting tomorrow afternoon for a taste test at Bryant Park’s Celsius restaurant for the party. Now, run along." she said, turning back towards Peyton. The two were rivals since the time they could speak and Peyton was the only one who ever even dared to stand up to Blair which was why the girl had to be destroyed. "Oh, don’t you mean ‘Fashion Flop’? I mean that Balenciaga dress you wore to 1 Oak last week was a catastrophe." she said with a snicker.

[cxrmichaelprincess]

Did she honestly think that Peyton cared about the opinions of her and her irrelevant minions. The giggles of a bunch of follower bitches would not shake her confidence, not in the slightest. Peyton didn't need anyone to build her up, not like Blair. Of course, if people were to follow her around.. it would be pretty fun to take advantage of. "But didn't you just say that you did. You really should stop contradicting yourself, B, you're looking a little ridiculous." Blair and her stupid, same old insults would not faze her. "Oh, look at you pretending you know what you're talking about again! It's so cute. Like a little kid."

[yourhomerp-blog]

As Blair was in the midst of telling her minions about the party she was planning, a familiar voice rang in her ears. Rolling her eyes, Blair stepped over to the girl with a sarcastic grin, tilting her head to the side. “Watch and learn, ladies.” she muttered to her minions before turning to face her biggest rival once again. “And here I thought you might have fled the city. You haven’t been on page six in an awfully long time.”

[cxrmichaelprincess]

"Aw, B, did you miss me?" The words rolled right off her tongue. It was one of the many reasons Peyton was the only girl who posed any real threat to Blair. She was the only that could keep up with her. "Then I'm sure you'll be glad to see me there tomorrow. Just look for the title 'Budding fashion Icon.'"

[cxrmichaelprincess]

"Right. Is that supposed to mean something or?"

[cxrmichaelprincess]

@tvnewsnyc: The Carmichaels return from Paris Fashion Week! Well.. one Carmichael. #whereyouatpaige

[gabecharr-blog-blog-deactivated]

Not everyone checks twitter periodically to see whether you can be bothered with shit or not. Take your fucking book so I can leave.

[cxrmichaelprincess]

I don't fucking care about this stupid book. Leave it over there, whatever. Just go already.

[rhysffs-deactivated20141204]

"Uh — yeah. Sorry to bug you, but my mom wanted me to drop off this invite for your mom. Some charity gala thing. Penguins, or something else of the arctic variety.”

[cxrmichaelprincess]

"How lovely. Now run along."