Chapter One: First Impressions
It was 6AM and although I still had 2 hours before I had to start my first day of work at Topshop I decided to get up early and prepare anyways. I slid my way out of bed and eventually found myself in the bathroom. After a soothing, warm shower I got changed into my favourite baby pink sleeveless top and white high waisted shorts, leaving my straight, boob length, brown hair down. Feeling extremely classy, I walked into the kitchen, had some cereal then grabbed my wallet, phone, Ray-Ban sunglasses and threw them all into a big brown tote bag then made my way out, locking the apartment door behind me.
"Hey Blair!" Chelsea called towards me.
"Hey Chels" I smiled, walking over to the register to get my name tag.
"Ready for your first day?" she asked, a wide grin on her face.
"Sure am." I nodded back, a smile spreading across my own face.
I placed my handbag into the cupboard underneath the register, clipped my name tag onto my chest and began walking around the store looking for things to do. I soon found myself bored, aimlessly wandering around until something ran into my back, causing me to fall to the ground.
"I'm sorry, are you okay?" a deep voice asked, seemingly irritated that I had gotten in his way.
"Yeah I'm fine thanks." I stated, pushing myself off the floor.
I looked up to see a boy around my age, his head covered with wild curls, slightly taller than myself, with two green eyes looking down at me. He was cute I must admit, but so far he seemed like a total ass.
"Hey, you're cute." He chuckled, flashing a wide smile at me.
"Right…" I said, one eyebrow raised. Who did this guy think he was? First he knocks me to the floor, then acts like it's my fault and now he's trying to flirt with me, was this guy for real?
"I'm Harry." He winked, the dimples from his smile deepening.
"Oh great" I chimed with false enthusiasm, turning around and waking in the other direction.
"Hey wait!" he called, placing a hand on my shoulder to stop me.
"Um, are you alright?" I asked, a little taken back.
"Wow this is unusual. You see, I don't normally get this kind of reaction from most girls." He laughed as though it was some sort of inside joke.
"Well, I'm not most girls." I retorted, folding my arms across my chest.
"Mmm you don't say." He muttered, his eyes scanning my body up and down in confusion as though I was an alien.
"Can I help you with anything? Cause if not then I kind of have work to do." I sighed, getting tired of his games.
"Blair is everything okay?" I heard Chelsea say, walking over towards me and Harry.
"Everything's fine, Harry here was just leaving actually." I smiled, my hand gesturing Harry towards the door.
"Well actually, I was just about to ask Blair here for her number." He contradicted me, looking me straight in the eyes.
I could tell he knew he was getting on my nerves, and he was loving it. Well I wasn't ready to give him that satisfaction.
"I have a boyfriend actually." I lied, trying to be as convincing as possible.
"Oh that's bullshit! You told me yesterday you were single!" Chelsea jumped, blowing my cover.
"Haha, come on Blair, I know you want to give me your number. And you don't need to play hard to get, I'm interested." Harry laughed, pulling his phone out and handing it to me.
I traced my fingers along the screen of his iPhone and pretended to put my number in before Chelsea grabbed it from my hands.
"Blair stop trying to fool us." She complained, her fingers dancing along the screen in a blur then handing the phone back to Harry with a grin on her face.
"Chelsea what the hell!" I gasped, shocked at her betrayal.
"Thanks for that Chelsea." Harry nodded, turning to face me.
"I'll talk to you later babe, thanks for everything." He said, shaking his head and sweeping his hair to the side.
I shot him a sour smile and glared until he finally left the store.
"Chelsea what the hell was that?" I snapped, grabbing her by the wrist and pulling her towards the register with me.
"He was hot! And he was so into you! Did you seriously not see that? All the winks, the smiles, the hair flip, oh c'mon Blair, don't play dumb." She argued, sitting on the counter.
"Okay fine, he was hot." I agreed, remembering his fit body, mass of curls and forest green eyes.
"But he was a total dick!" I quickly added.
"Mmm right. He was a complete hottie, obviously flirting with you, practically begging for your number…. What a dick." She joked, sarcasm ringing from her voice.
"Ugh, whatever." I gave up, walking over to assist some girls that had walked in.