A/N: Thanks a bunch to DaleSnail for the very first review of the story.

Irresistible

Chapter Two

Kristen felt a tad awkward as she walked through the streets of the Upper East Side with a baby doll in her arms. She was pretty sure that she received some laughs along the way as she made her way to The Palace. She normally spent her time after school at the library, but that had to be cut short for her to have the time to actually work with Chuck on the project. She was still upset that she had to even work with him and then for an entire month taking care of a baby doll that had a computer chip inside that would score them along with the fact that together they had to write a twenty page paper that she was sure he was going to make her write all by herself. With a last growl to herself she walked into the Palace and towards the elevator. Getting inside she pressed the button to take her to the 18th floor.

When she got off the elevator she made her way up the hall to room 1812 and she knocked. She waited for a moment and rolled her eyes and went to turn away when the door did open and Chuck was standing in the door wearing a ridiculous pink sweater that Kristen could only imagine her grandpa wearing on a special occasion. She bit her lip as she attempted not to laugh.

"I'm here." She then said plainly.

"Alright then let's work I guess." He said as he moved out of her way to let her in the room. Kristen still wore her school uniform and she wore it plain unlike most girls at school who dressed theirs up with the latest accessories and designer jackets and bags. Kristen normally always wore just the plain uniform with plain black ballet flats and the school issued navy blue sweater. Her dull brown hair sat in its normal low ponytail and her face plain from never wearing a sketch of make-up.

"So apparently according to the directions we must spend two hours together everyday with the doll and then trade off every few nights of who gets the doll and we also must give the doll a name." Kristen put the doll to the side and pulled out a paper from her plain Target tote bag. "So our doll is a boy." She said as her eyes scanned the paperwork she had been given on their doll.

"I've got a name." Chuck said as he sat across from her.

"Really now?" questioned Kristen while rolling her eyes.

"Chuck Bass Jr." Chuck then said as he sat back with his feet on the coffee table.

"Figures." Spat Kristen. "Vain as always." She whispered the last part to herself.

"I like that name." Chuck said.

"No duh it's your own." Kristen said. "I was thinking something more refined like Artemis." Kristen then said after a moment of silence as she picked up the doll from where she had placed it aside and put it on her lap.



"There you go with that nerd speak. If this doll is going to be a representative of my spawn it isn't going to have a nerdy name like Artemis or whatever the hell you picked." Chuck said.

"But you'd rather give it the name of a vain, self-absorbent prick." Kristen said.

"I'm not stupid to not know that you were talking about me." Chuck spat.

"Lookie here it has a brain." Kristen spat in his direction. "Now we have to work together and as for myself I want a decent grade."

"Figures your scholarship must be riding on it." Chuck said with a smirk.

"For your information I am not at school on a scholarship. My tuition is paid for in full by my father Rick Deluz who is the owner to Deluz Enterprises and if you didn't know it's a Forbes 500 company." She said as she leaned back crossing her arms.

"So if you don't spend your money on your appearance which you should because you need it…what do you spend it on?" Chuck asked.

Kristen rolled her eyes at his comment. "I spent half my summer living in London working as an intern for the European branch of my dad's company and then I spent the other half helping out and building orphanages in Senegal, Africa."

"So gonna pull a Madonna and adopt one of them?" Chuck asked with a chuckle.

"To refresh your memory her baby is from Malawi, but maybe someday I might adopt a child from Senegal or anywhere for that fact." She said. "Can we get back to the project?"

"Sure whatever." He said.

"I guess we can settle with naming the doll after you." Kristen said as a way of attempting to have some type of peace between them.

"Sweet." Chuck said.

"We have to dress it and if you are naming it after you that will be my job since for one you dress like my grandpa." Kristen said.

"Well you dress like my grandma though she wears more make-up than you." He said.

"Whatever." Kristen said. "So am I dressing the doll."

"Sure." Chuck then said giving in. "Hey for short we can call the doll CJ."

"CJ it is." Kristen said.

"See we compromised just like good parents." Chuck said and Kristen actually laughed.



"I think we did." She then said and then there was a moment of silence that was quickly broken by the cries that erupted from the doll.

"Has it ever done that before?" Chuck asked with a look of fear on his face. Kristen laughed and picked up the doll and started to rock it in her arms.

"Yes I've taken care of it since yesterday. Apparently they are activated any time we are not in school." Kristen said as she reached into her bag and pulled out a fake baby bottle and gave it to the doll that then started to make sucking noises.

"That is insane." Chuck then said as he moved from his spot and sat on the couch next to Kristen to observe the doll. "Creepy, too."

"I agree, pretty creepy." Kirsten said as she continued to perform the action as if she was feeding the doll. "So at school instead of PE for the next month we will all be meeting with our partners in assigned science labs for sex education."

"I need no education." Chuck said as he sat back on the couch with his hands behind his head. "I should be teaching the class."

Kristen rolled her eyes. "It's about safe sex not doing everything with long legs in a mini skirt."

"Haha…very funny." He said as he shot Kristen a disgruntled look.

"Let's just get to work." Kristen then said as he took the bottle from the doll. "Here burp it." She said as she handed him the doll.

"Do what?" he asked starring at her confused.

"Burp the baby." Kristen said plainly.

"I don't know how to do that." He said at once.

"You've never burped a baby?" she asked.

"Do I look like a nanny to you? No of course not." He stated.

Kristen took the baby from his hands and put it over her shoulder. "Like this." She said as she started to pat the dolls back softly and then suddenly the doll let out a burping noise.

"Where'd you learn to do that?" Chuck asked.

"I helped raise my little sister." Kristen said.

"Why didn't your mom do that stuff?" Chuck asked now giving Kristen an intense look.

"She died when my sister was only a few months old." Kristen said as she looked down and away from him. With a quick sigh she sat the baby doll aside and pulled out more papers from her bag.



"Sorry to hear that." He said.

"It's alright. It was years ago." Kristen said with a weak smile.

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Saturday morning Kristen walked in the drizzle down the street hugging her wool coat around her. No matter the weather it never seemed that the city ever slowed down. Even in the drizzle there were people rushing everywhere and tourist taking pictures of every little thing they could find. Kristen walked alone through Manhattan and then she stopped at a large construction zone. There was a sign there, but no matter if there was a sign or not Kristen knew where she was standing in front of Ground Zero. From her pocket she pulled out a single pink rose and placed it in the fence before sitting on a bench where she starred out into the vast emptiness. She remembered when the towers stood there big and tall and majestic and it seemed like nothing could ever bring them down until that morning when her entire life took a drastically different turn.

September 11, 2001 was the last day she had even seen her mom alive. The morning started like no other with the nanny waking her up and taking out her uniform for her. Kristen was only 10 at the time and in the 5th grade. That morning she had a model of the Solar System that was due and as she skipped down the stairs she remembered seeing it on the table still there from when she finished with her mom and dad the night before. Her mom sat at the table with her baby sister in her arms and she gave Kristen a good morning kiss on the cheek. Kristen talked excitedly with her mother about turning in her project that she had worked so hard on. After finishing breakfast her mother kissed both her baby sister and Kristen goodbye before she headed out for the day. Kristen had only been in school for under an hour and she remembered hearing a loud bang and everyone in the class was looking around at each other, but the teacher got control of the class until minutes later when a lady that Kristen knew from the front office had come into the room and whispered to her teacher and the teacher gasped, but then the woman left and everything went on as normal.

Kristen then remembered her teacher acting very weird in the next fifteen minutes before they heard another very loud bang just like before and her teacher jumped and it was only about a minute later when the classroom phone rang and the teacher told all the students that they would be lining up and going into the gym. In the gym all the kids sat looking around as they whispered among themselves about what could have happened to why they were in the gym. The teachers ended up brining toys and coloring supplies into the room and Kristen sees some of the kids being picked up by their parents as the hour went on and then suddenly there was the loudest noise Kristen had ever heard on her life. It seemed to her as if there were over a hundred trains passing the building. Lots of the students started to scream and some cried. Kristen sat and it was like slow motion as the crayon she had in her hand dropped to the ground. She remembers then all of the teachers cell phones ringing and one screaming out, "Oh God!"

It was about 20 minutes later as everyone sat round afraid the kids not knowing what was going on. She saw a few of her teachers cry and then she heard her name called and she saw her dad at the door, but something was different about him. He was covered from head to toe in dust. She ran to him and he 

held her close getting dust all over her. She remembers his arm around her as he was signing her out when there again came that loud noise as if a hundred or more trains were passing at full speed. She held on tight to her dad as she held her eyes closed.

"Oh no. That had to have been the other one." Her dad said as he looked at the woman helping them out in the office.

"What happened daddy?" Kristen asked.

"Something bad happened baby and the World Trade buildings fell." Her dad said as he held her close. "But we are all safe. I can't reach your mom on her phone, but she knows in an emergency we all meet at home."

"We're going home?" Kristen asked.

"Yes where we will all be safe." Her dad said giving her a reassuring smile.

Kristen now sat on the bench with tears falling from her eyes. Her mom had never got her dads messages about meeting at home because she was already dead from being in the South Tower when it collapsed. She remembered as her dad tried to reach her mom all day that day, but there was no answer. Then she remembers her dad leaving her with the nanny and she walked into his office to find a document open where he had made a Missing flyer with her mom's picture on it. She remembers days later being with her dad as he posted more of those flyers and she remembers seeing the same type of flyers with the faces of other people on them.

Standing from the bench Kristen wiped her tears away before she turned away from the site and started her way down the street to go to the library for the afternoon before having to make her way to the Palace once again to work with Chuck and their baby doll that was dubbed CJ.