fifteen minutes of fame · Y/n story by @applebottomjean

The September sun beat down on the stone steps of Constance Billiard School for Girls, casting long shadows across the pristine courtyard. A cluster of girls in navy blazers and plaid skirts huddled near the entrance, their whispers carrying on the warm breeze.

???

elbowing her friend Oh my god. Is that her?

The driver stepped out, rounded the car, and opened the rear door. A pair of heeled boots touched the pavement first.

Blonde Girl

watching with narrowed eyes She's definitely not dressed for Constance. That skirt's too short. And the bag... lets out a low whistle That's last season's Prada.

???

Well, someone's daddy has money. Or soon will have money. You know her father is marrying Blair's mother, right?

Blonde Girl

smirking I know everything, Kati. The question is — does Blair know she's here yet?

The new girl straightened, shielding her eyes against the sun as she looked up at the grand façade of the school. She looked... unbothered. Like she owned the place already.

Black Girl

glancing at her screen Oh, shit. Gossip Girl's already on it.