"Fight Me" || Peyton & Blair
Peyton smiled as she sent out invitations for her party. It was meant to celebrate the incoming of the new school year and it would be held in The Carmichael ball room. Of course, Gossip Girl was posting about it within the hour.
And that's where Blair Harrington heard about it. The hurried to check her phone, her email, her anything. Nothing. Maybe they hated each other but she at least expected Peyton to invite her as a formality. And.. nothing. Angrily, she scrolled through her phone to find Peyton's contact and give that girl a piece of her mind.
The blonde's phone buzzed and when she looked over at it, it read the last name she'd expect to see. Blair? And then the realization washed over her. The party. The little Carmichael snickered to herself before picking up the phone and answering in the most polite voice.
"Hello?"
"You fucking bitch!"
"Harsh, B. What's wrong?"
"I told you that only my friends call me B. What the hell do you think this is, Carmichael?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"I get that I've been knocked down but you ruined my life. The least you could do is fucking invite me."
"Sorry, B, I told you I'm sick of the pity party. And you said we're not friends, right? That would be stupid of me to invite you."
"Fuck you, Carmichael. I'll be there. I don't care."
"It sure would be embarrassing to get kicked out in front of the entire school, wouldn't it? But do what you gotta do."
"How d---"
"I gotta go now, B. Party planning. See ya!"