Blair's POV

Lunch was upon us. Strutting out of my boring Geometry class I met my girls. They were babbling about the new people and the bronze haired boy had been in Hazel's class which she was delighted about. I sighed. Hopefully they would leave quickly and people would go back to talking about how wonderful I am. The minions and I walked into the courtyard where we were greeted by the new students sitting at our table. How dare they?!?! That table had been mine since freshman year and nobody had sat there without my consent since.

'You're at my table. Move,' I said to them.

Eight pairs of eyes looked briefly at me then went back to their conversations.

'You're new here so I'll make an excuse for not knowing this is my table. But now you do know so leave,' I spoke in my best public speaking voice.

'What if we don't want to,' the blond girl whose chest Chuck had loved spoke in an arrogant voice.

'It doesn't matter what you want. I am Queen and I say move,' I was close to hysterics. The whole courtyard was staring at the new kids who defined me.

The table started laughing when I said 'Queen'.

'How can you be 'Queen' of high school?' asked the less pale brunette.

'Can I be King?' asked the bulky boy grinning.

'Emmett shut up,' said the blonde.

'You know it'll be awesome though,' the bulky one said.

'I'll make you crowns tonight,' squealed the pixie looking one.

'Excuse me, I'm still here,' I said annoyed.

'And?' Blondie asked.

I stuttered for a moment while I decided what to do. Storming away from them to my girls I pushed passed students furiously.

'Isabel, who are they?' I practically screamed at her.

'Edward, Alice and Emmett Cullen, Rosalie and Jasper Hale, Bella and Nessie Swan and Jacob Black,' she said pointing them out after saying their names, 'They're the new doctor's foster children. They live five houses down from you. Their foster mother is an interior designer. They've just moved from Phoenix,' Isabel spilled her gossip in a quick rush, terrified of my wrath.

'Oh my god; Chuck is going over to them,' Penelope gasped.

What! What is Chuck doing? Chuck strolled powerfully to my old table with Nate dithering on his heels. Nate tried to speak to Chuck but he waved him away. As they passed I heard snatches of their conversation.

'Chuck, don't do this. There are plenty of girls....'

'Nathaniel, you're breaking my concentration.'

'I'm serious Chuck. Leave them...'

Chuck's coat brushed against my arm and electricity shot though my body. No, I don't love him. I don't even like him. Stupid body.

Chuck stopped by the new students who like with me didn't notice him. He cleared his throat loudly.

'I'm having a party this weekend to welcome in the new school year at Victrola. I would be honoured if you attended,' Chuck said clearly.

The boys glanced at each other while the girls stared at Chuck disbelief.

'What about what happened in French?' asked Nessie nervously.

'All forgiven my darling,' Chuck said tenderly.

Again the table gave each other a fleeting look before gazing back at Chuck.

'I know I gave off the wrong impression earlier but I would like to start again.' Chuck spoke remorseful but I knew he was up to something.

'Ok, we'll come,' said Edward in a musical voice.

'Excellent. I'll see you there.' Chuck departed away form them and headed towards me.

'Blair I want to speak to you for a moment.'

'Why don't you speak to your new friends,' I said snottily turning from him.

'That's who I want to talk about,' Chuck whispered in my head. My heartbeat picked up.

'Fine, what is it?'

'Let's go somewhere private first.'

I followed him out of the bright courtyard to the dim corridors and into a empty classroom.

'Yes, what do you want?'

'I need to get the Cullens back,' Chuck said.

'Why? What did Nessie say about French?' I asked walking closer to him.

'It doesn't matter. But I need help and you're the first person I could think of. Help me take them down. At my 'welcoming' party spread rumours, spike their drinks, upset the girls… I don't know think of something. If we let them think we're weak they will run over us. We need to show them we're in charge. You know you want to. It'll be like old times B,' Chuck was standing inches away form me, his dark eyes hypnotising me.

'Ok, I'll help you. But what's in it for me?'

'I'll see how good a job you do and then I'll decide. But I promise it will be good,' Chuck whispered leaning closer to me. I titled my head upwards slightly but suddenly Chuck dashed out of the room. He paused in the doorway.

'I'll call you tonight,' and then he was gone.

I collapsed onto a table clutching my heart and willing it to slow down. After a few minutes I calmed down and walked back into the courtyard where I was swamped by the girls.

'What did Chuck want?'

'Are you together now?'

'What's this party about?'

'Quiet all of you. I need to think.' I shouted at them.

Instantly they shut up. Grateful for the silence I sank down onto a stone bench. Hazel, Isabel, Nelly and Penelope crowded around hoping for some gossip. The Cullens wandered passed us making the air smell of their beautiful perfume. Hazel and Nelly nearly fainted while Penelope and Isabel looked at the boys love stuck.

'Do you think Edward will dump Bella for me?' Hazel asked longingly.

'You can have Edward, I want Jasper,' Isabel replied dreamily.

'B what are we going to do about them?' Penelope asked pointing at the retreating backs of the Cullens.

'We're going to welcome them lovingly to Manhattan at Chuck's party of course,' I said sweetly.

The girls stared at me in disbelief.

'But Blair, we don't like them. Well not the girls anyway. Why would we be nice to them?' Hazel asked confused.

Really sometimes I do despair of them. I need to find cleverer subjects.

'I know that idiot, but they don't. We'll welcome them into Constance and St Jude's Upper East Side style,' I said trying to get the message though.

'Wow, you're so clever B,' Nelly gushed, finally realising our plan.

'I don't get it,' Hazel moaned.

'Just listen carefully Hazel to my genius plan….'

A/N: Hey, do like how the story going so far? I don't know if I captured the character's personality in this chapter. If you have any ideas on what Blair should do to the Cullens tell me in reviews. xoxo