IMPORTANT: Sorry it's been a while guys. I'm still really busy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gossip Girl or its characters

Rated: T mostly for language. This one isn't really M but it is a pretty high T lol.

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Blair waited anxiously on the steps of the Met. She was hoping for a Gossip Girl blast about what Chuck had done today before she headed in. In all actuality she should hate those messages Gossip Girl had been posting every morning but for some reason she just couldn't bring herself to. Not anymore. That's why when it turned 7:55 am and her phone buzzed, her heart dropped. Looking down at the Gossip Girl message she immediately shook it off and headed towards homeroom.

Well, well, well, it seems as though C is done begging for B to come back to him. From the picture that was just sent it appears that school is about to begin and there is no sign of C or a gift for B. From the looks of it I'd say C is finished playing Win the Waldorf.

I am Blair Waldorf. I am Blair Waldorf. I am Blair Waldorf and Blair Waldorf does not let some guy dictate her emotions. Blair Waldorf also doesn't let guys of the hook as easily as she was about to. Use this as a lesson Blair; remember that he is always going to disappoint you. She thought to herself as she walked into Constance.

Blair wasn't paying attention and ran right into someone exiting her homeroom just as she was entering. "I am so sorry." She started, bending down to gather the things she had dropped. "I wasn't looking where I was . . . " Blair had finally looked up at the person she ran into. "Nate, what are you doing leaving my homeroom?"

Nate smiled and helped her to her feet. "You'll see. I've got to run though Blair or I'm going to be la . . . " Nate was cut off by the bell and after a last parting smile he took off towards St. Jude's.

Blair stepped into the classroom confused until she saw the box on her desk. At that she couldn't withhold a smile. Especially when the phones started beeping once more.

Looks like I spoke too soon my little upper east siders. It seems that B got a gift after all. Apparently delivery boy N was just a little late.

Blair smirked as she sat in her seat and opened the package. She knew that all of the eyes in the room were focused on her and she didn't mind. It had been so long since the last time she hadn't minded everyone looking at her that it took her by surprise a little; but she continued opening the package. Blair removed the tissue paper to find a photo album. She stared at it for a moment perplexed before flipping through It and noticing that there weren't any pictures. Blair raised her eyebrows, it wasn't like Chuck not to think things through.

Blair flipped back to the front cover. It simply said Memories in large flowing letters. However this time when she opened the cover she noticed something, a note on the back of the cover.

Blair,

As you can see, your photo album is a little empty. I'm sorry I couldn't be there to help you fill it but I have enlisted some people to help out in my absence. So to start things of, the girl next to you, Ellie, should be able to assist.

Yours,

Chuck

Blair smiled and turned her head to face the girl next to her who proudly held out an envelope. Blair opened it and couldn't help but stifle a laugh. The first picture she pulled out was from a child's birthday party. There was a dark headed boy with a devilish smirk and deep brown eyes with his arm slung around a pretty little girl in a frilly pink dress that happened to be ripped at the bottom. Blair didn't even remember the picture being made but knew that it was Chuck's fifth birthday party.

"Come on Blair it's fun!" Shouted Nate from the bottom of the stairs.

Blair crossed her arms over her chest. "I don't want to."

"Don't be such a little priss." Called Serena. "We all did it."

Serena was telling the truth all of the children at Chuck's birthday party were at the bottom of the Grand Staircase at the Palace Hotel, having slid down the banister. But Blair was afraid, not that she would ever let someone know that.

"I don't want to ruin my dress." Said Blair as she began to walk down the stairs. "Mommy would be angry."

Before she knew it Chuck Bass had lept up the stairs and was standing next to her. He said quietly. "Nathanial likes girls who are adventurous, girls like Serena. He's not going want a girlfriend who won't even slide down the banister."

Blair's little eyebrows had shot up. How had Chuck Bass known that she like Nate Archibald? However, for some strange reason that wasn't what she asked. Instead she said in a small voice. "I'm scared."

Little Chuck was suddenly serious. "Don't be. I promise I'll be there to catch you."

Blair bit her bottom lip before nodding her head. Chuck smiled and rushed back to the bottom as she got ready.

"How'd you convince her to do it?" Asked Nate, as confused as always.

Chuck smirked. "I simply said that it was my birthday and as such she had to do what I said." All the other children grinned and Chuck nodded up at Blair mouthing, "Ready."

Her eyes were still fearful but she nodded and let go.

Blair smiled at the memory. Chuck had done as promised and been there to catch her; but they hadn't anticipated the Serena interference as she ran about playing tag, that had sent both Blair and Chuck tumbling to the ground. She turned the photo over more out of curiosity than anything else only to find writing on the back. The back of the photo said I promise I'll be there to catch you in the center and Chuck's 5th Birthday in the bottom corner, clearly in different handwriting. Blair knew that the writing in the Center was Chuck's but she wondered for a moment who it was that had taken the photo, who had written the date? But then she placed it into the album because she had noticed the next picture and started to laugh.

Blair pouted as she sat in front of the tv. She had gotten chicken pox first out of all of the UES kids so she had to be completely isolated from everyone else because they didn't want the other children catching it. Serena and Nate hadn't even been allowed to visit and she itched all over. That's when she heard the door open.

"Hey" Chuck said sheepishly as he walked into the room.

Blair knew her eyes must have lit up because he smiled a huge smile. "What are you doing here Chuck?"

"I thought you might want some company." He said walking into the room, shutting the door behind him. "I was just sitting outside in the waiting room at Dad's office so I left."

"All by yourself?" Blair asked in awe that Chuck would sneak out for her. He nodded. "But aren't you going to get in trouble?"

Chuck shrugged. "Maybe. They probably wont notice I'm gone though. He climbed up next to her on the bed. "Here I brought you something." He said holding out a bag.

Blair took the bag, happier now than she had been the past three days. When she opened the bag she saw several Audrey Hepburn movies; Roman Holiday, Sabrina, Funny Face, Charade, and Breakfast at Tiffany's.

"I thought you might get bored, you know, being stuck up here by yourself all the time and I know how much you liked My Fair Lady so I thought you might like these too." He was obviously nervous and Blair had yet to look up. "Oh yeah and I have the school work you've missed.

She looked up at Chuck and threw her arms around his neck. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" After a moment she realized what she had just done and pulled back. "Oh Chuck I'm so sorry. Now You're going to end up all itchy too!"

Chuck shrugged again."It's okay."

Blair grinned sheepishly. "Will you watch one with me?"

"Of course." Chuck replied quickly. "I'm already exposed now right?"

Blair smiled. "Let's watch this one first." Pointing at Breakfast at Tiffany's.

While Blair was putting in the movie, Chuck had taken out a red marker and put small dots all over his face. When she turned back around her face broke into a huge smile and Chuck said confidently. "So you're not the only one."

Blair grinned thinking back. Of course two days later Chuck had come down with the chicken pox too. She had visited him every afternoon after school that week and no one stopped her. They didn't see the harm since she had already had it. That's when this picture was from. One of the days she visited Blair had insisted on putting red dots on her face just like he had. Apparently someone had made a picture of it. She flipped the picture over. Getting chicken pox was worth spending that much time with you. Chuck would say something like that; but she was still puzzled by the handwritting in the bottom right corner. Chuck and Blair's Bout with Chicken Pox.

As she slid the photo in the album she noticed the next one. Looking down at the photo she shook her head back and forth. It was one of their first trips to the Hamptons that she actually remembered well. They had been about 10 or 11 that year. It was the summer when Serena had been away visiting her father and the other parents had decided to hire two au pairs for the three of them. This picture had been taken at the beach. The au pairs had been ignoring them but when they looked up and saw what they were up to, the silly blonde one, Kara, Kyree, Kiera, something like that, had made over it to no end. She had made dozens of pictures. Now that she thought back, the boys had been in a sort of tug of war over her all summer without Serena there so that day's events shouldn't have been a surprise. It's just that before last year, she had never considered the possibility that Chuck Bass had feelings for her past friendship.

Blair had been laying out on her beach chair just like the au pairs were when Nate came running up with Chuck on his heels. "Come play with us Blair, we're building a fort."

Blair lowered her glasses and peaked out from under the wide brim of her hat. "Nate, you are blocking my sun."

Nate gave Blair a look of exasperation. Sure Chuck was his best friend, but lately he had been thinking about Blair a lot. She looked so peaceful and so pretty laying there and it was like he was seeing her for the first time. They had known each other since they were in diapers but lately things seemed different between them. This summer had changed things and suddenly it didn't seem as though she was just Blair Waldorf, the pretty little princess his parents had always mentioned. No, she was more than that and he didn't know why he was just now seeing it. "Come on Blair, I just want to hang out with you."

Chuck watched as Nathaniel finally seemed to fit all of the pieces together. Blair was and had always been enamored with Nathaniel, her perfect Prince Charming, but Chuck had never really been worried. Always before Nathaniel hadn't been able to see past golden girl Serena but with Serena spending the summer with her father Nathaniel had begun to see Blair for the incredible girl she was. He was scared because Nathaniel was his best friend and if he woke up and grabbed what was right in front of him, then Chuck was never going to have a chance with her. Once Nathaniel had her, Chuck knew all to well how stupid Nathaniel would have to be to let her go.

Blair wrinkled her nose in distaste. "Nate I really just want to lay out for a while. And why are you building a fort anyway? Forts are for wars and gory battles."

Chuck watched Nathaniel's reaction. Blair definitely had him on his toes, as it was quite obvious Nate wasn't sure what he should say. So Chuck decided to use this opportunity for all it was worth. "I'm not building a fort." Chuck said with a smirk.

Blair turned her head to look at Chuck. She had almost forgotten that he had been standing there because she had been so focused on Nate. She raised her eyebrows in question, "What are you building Chuck?"

At that, Chuck's smirk turned to a smile and he leaned closer to her. "A castle fit for a princess." He turned and began to walk away; but not before calling back to her. "Even one from the Upper East Side."

Blair's face broke into a huge grin and Nate was so confused. Why could Chuck make her smile like that? He wrinkled his features in frustration. "Yeah, well I'm going to make a better one."

Chuck shot Nate a look that clearly revealed his dislike for Nate's interference and Nate shot him one right back.

Blair looked back and forth between the two smirking, "Guys why don't you work together and make me the best castle ever."

The boys had narrowed their eyes at one another but after a moment they seemed to grudgingly agree.

Both boys seemed determined to do their best to impress Blair and they worked all day creating this grand castle. That's when the silly blonde au pair had noticed and couldn't help but be impressed. "Ohmygod ohmygod, there must be pictures of this. Boys go pose with your castle." She said to the two who at this point were laying flat on the ground completely exhausted.

They looked at one another and grinned before both rushing forward and lifting Blair out of her chair. "Wha . . What are you guys doing?" Blair squealed as the unceremoniously lifted her and carried her over in front of the castle.

Her eyes had widened as they placed her down, she hadn't looked yet and the castle was indeed magnificent. They had somehow managed to build a castle that was as tall or taller than they were. "Wow." she whispered.

The boys grinned and Nate said. "Smile and pose for the camera Blair." They then moved to get out of the picture but Blair had reached both arms out and grabbed them. "Not without my white knights in shinning armor."

The guys shrugged and proceeded to each wrap an arm around her and smile for the camera.

The blonde had to have taken a hundred pictures of them in different poses and Blair couldn't help but laugh at this one. Both Chuck and Nate were down on one knee on either side of her. Each holding one of her hands as though they were about to propose. Who could have guessed how prophetic the picture would be?

She flipped the photo over and was unsurprised to see the same two handwrittings. Chuck's in the center saying, Always at your service, Princess, and the other mysterious writing, Blair and her White Knights in the Hamptons 7/01. She rolled her eyes at the cheesiness but at the same time, she couldn't help but grin.

When Blair saw the next picture she burst out laughing yet cringed at the same time. Oh middle school, how awkward they all were. It would probably amaze some people that the four of them actually entered such an awkward phase. Each of them was sporting braces. Serena's had pretty multi colored bands, Nate's were of course blue since the ocean was his obsession at that time, Chuck's alternated black and red, his favorite colors, while Blair's alternated pink and green, she was most definitely in her Coco Chanel phase. Even then, it was odd to see them look so much like normal little middle schoolers. They were probably in six or seventh grade in this picture and if Blair remembered correctly this was the day that they had all watched the Breakfast Club together and she had started calling them "The Non-Judging Breakfast Club." This picture was one where they were all piled on her bed, squeezing into the picture.

"Nate stop it, stop tickling me!" Blair exclaimed giggling as Nate rolled on top of her.

Serena looked at the two puzzled. She wasn't entirely sure what had happened. They had returned from summer break not that long ago and things had been so different. Blair and Nate were so different. It was like two of her best friends now preferred the company of each other rather than her. Nate was getting so into sports and Blair, always the overachiever was running for every office on the middle school campus. And Chuck, Chuck was distant to say the least. Rumor has it that he had been kissing Georgina Sparks in the locker room at school two weeks ago, Elle Pierson (a ninth grader) in the halls of Constance last week, and BOTH Kati and Is in the janitor's closet this week. This was extreme, Serena had kissed a boy or two but she doubted Blair or Nate had ever kissed anyone, which was the case with most kids their age, not to mention he had been acting out even more than usual. Half the time he didn't even show up to school. Serena just wanted to dance and have fun yet it seemed like her friends were out growing her. She forced a smile on her face and giggled before jumping in on the tickle fight.

After a moment of the tickling nonsense and avid flirting with Nate, Blair looked up and unexpectedly locked eyes with Chuck. She stopped the tickling and sat up. "What's wrong?" She mouthed as Nate and Serena continued going at it.

"Nothing." Chuck said looking away.

Blair moved to where he was on the edge of the bed and took a long look at Chuck. "Come on Chuck, I'm your best friend, even if Nate thinks otherwise, talk to me. Whatever it is that's bothering you, I promise I'll be here for you." Then she gestured towards the other two, who had finally noticed the change and were sitting up. "We all will be."

Nate and Serena both nodded and Nate spoke. "She's right man, we are always here."

"Like the Non-Judging Breakfast Club." Blair said with a smile.

"What?" The other three asked; seemingly in unison.

Blair rolled her eyes. "We're like the kids in the movie, Nate you are the perfect golden boy, and an amazing athlete. Serena you're the popular one, the social butterfly, without even trying. Chuck you're the bad boy," Chuck smirked at this and Blair continued, "you're always getting into trouble. And I am the perfectionist, the overachiever. You see, we are all so different, yet we are still the best of friends; but unlike the kids in the movie we don't judge."

No one had to say anything else, Blair really had summed it all up and Chuck turned to face them. "My mom died giving birth to me. My birthday's tomorrow and it's . . . It's really hard."

They all gasped. Everyone knew that Chuck's mother wasn't around. Blair knew that she had died but not how and suddenly she was overwhelmed with sadness for Chuck. Blair reached out and wrapped her arms around him before she had even thought about it.

At first, Chuck was stiff, as though he wasn't sure how to react. But eventually he loosened and let Blair hold him.

Nate wasn't sure what to do so after a few awkward moments he turned on Blair's stereo. Surprisingly, the first song that came on was Don't You (Forget About Me). The song seemed to break the ice and they all started laughing. Suddenly Blair stood up and started dancing, Molly Ringwald style. Serena giggled and joined her. Pretty soon even the boys were dancing. As the song ended, they all collapsed on the bed in giggles and Serena grabbed the camera and started making pictures.

Expecting it now, Blair flipped the photo and saw in Chuck's scrawl in the center, this time it simply said, Thank You while the mysterious writing said, The Non-Judging Breakfast Club is Born. At that she felt a slight since of déjà vu but she shook it off.

Blair wasn't quite sure how to react when she saw the next picture. She knew quite well what night the picture had been taken, she just couldn't help but think about all of the people who had no idea what this picture actually represented to her.

"Chuck please. I need your help" Blair said as she adjusted her headband in the mirror of Chuck's new suite. Chuck had to be the only eighth grader in the world to have an entire suite all to himself.

Chuck gritted his teeth and locked his jaw. He was not going to give in to her. "I already told you no Blair."

Blair turned to face him and softened her eyes in a way that made every boy or man she had ever met want to give her the world on a silver platter.

"Damn it Blair." Chuck cursed looking away. "Why do you have to do that?" Either Blair was the cruelest girl in the world or she was the most naive. On one level he hoped it was naivety that prompted her to ask him to kiss her. Perhaps she thought that since he had kissed so many girls that kissing her would be nothing remarkable; perhaps she had no idea it was because of her that he ran around with all those other girls. But for him she was quicksand; she had this irresistible draw to her and he couldn't seem to stay interested in any other girl for longer than ten minutes. He always just compared them to her. However, on some level he wanted it to be cruelty in her that had brought her here. The part of him that wanted her to know how much this was going to destroy him; that was the masochist in him.

"Because I need your help." Blair said sweetly, taking a seat on the bed next to Chuck. He didn't move away and she placed a hand on his thigh, rubbing it up and down. "Serena says that Nate is going to kiss me tonight at the Kiss on the Lips party. He wants our first kiss to be special and what could be more special than our first Kiss on the Lips Party, right?" After a pause she continued. "So, I need to be good. You have experience, plus you're my best friend, so who better to teach me?"

Chuck breathed in a ragged breath. "Why do you want me to do this Blair? You are Nathaniel's girlfriend and I can't even imagine how angry he would be if he knew what you were asking me right now." With that he took her hand and removed it from his thigh.

Suddenly, Blair looked as though she was about to cry. Her eyes began to water and her lips began to tremble as she said quietly. "What if I'm not good at it and he breaks up with me?"

When the first tear fell, Chuck knew he wasn't going to be able to resist giving in to her. "Okay, okay, don't cry I'll show you." Chuck said in a tone that most never heard him use, but then again most people weren't Blair Waldorf.

Blair's eyes lit up and the tears immediately stopped. "Really?"

Chuck nodded and regardless of what this was going to do to him and to Nate if Nate ever found out, he couldn't help but be happy when Blair looked so excited. "It's not difficult." Chuck said leaning towards her a little bit and cupping her face; if he was going to do this he was going to really do it. As he moved closer he allowed his hand to slide back into her hair. "Just hold still."

"Wait!" Blair said suddenly. "What do I do, like with . . . my mouth?"

Chuck smirked, his face about six inches from hers. "You'll know."

With that he closed the distance until his lips were only a few inches away from hers. "I'm going to kiss you now."

"Okay." Blair breathed. Her heart was beating a mile a minute, almost like the wings of a butterfly.

Chuck's lips brushed hers as he spoke, "You sure?"

"Yes." Blair, moved her lips to form the words but didn't speak and Chuck pressed his lips to hers.

As Chuck began kissing her Blair's lips remained immobile. But eventually as he continued her mouth started to loosen. He took the lead and allowed his tongue to slide out of his mouth and into hers. He pulled back slightly and continued moving his lips. Chuck couldn't deny that there was a stirring in his gut that was driving him forward even though he knew that they should stop and she should leave. He pulled his mouth away to give Blair the option to quit; but he left his forehead resting against hers. Blair took him off guard when she closed the gap and started kissing him.

Blair had been nervous at first but after a minute or so of Chuck kissing her she wanted to give it a try herself. So when Chuck paused she went back in. She could tell that she had surprised him but he caught on quickly and allowed her to lead. Blair was curious and after allowing her tongue to explore his mouth she pulled back. Resting her forehead against his, just like he had done to her. "How was that?" She asked, breathless.

"You're a fast learner." Said Chuck, panting. From what he could tell, Blair didn't need teaching in the first place. She was a natural. Chuck knew he shouldn't but he couldn't resist asking her, "Want to play a little game of Simon Says?"

Blair arched her eyebrow inquisitively. "I'm not sure I understand."

"It's simple" Chuck said with a smirk. "I do something to you, then you do it back. It's basically what we just did."

Blair bit her swollen lip and thought for a minute. Kissing Chuck had been nice and he was certainly a good teacher but maybe it had all gone far enough. She loved Nate, she always had. But as Chuck looked at her questioningly, she couldn't help but nod her head. She wanted to really wow Nate later and if Chuck was willing to keep teaching her, she would take what she could get.

With Blair's consent Chuck moved to lean her back on the bed and began to kiss her again. This time he moved a little more, adjusting his mouth more often. He began sucking on her lip and nibbled slightly before moving back inside her mouth. After a moment, he allowed Blair to take over and do the same thing. He couldn't help but groan as she bit his lip a little too hard.

Blair popped back suddenly, "Did I do something wrong?"

Chuck reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Not so hard. Try again."

Blair leaned back down and started kissing Chuck again, this time when she played with his lip, she was more careful. "How was that? She asked slowly pulling away.

"Perfect." Chuck said with a smirk. "Now, mouth's aren't the only place that you can kiss . . . " Chuck said, leaving the statement hanging as he moved back in. This time he only stayed at her mouth for a moment before moving his kisses to her jaw line and then, down her neck to her collar bone. Once there, he began to gently kiss and suck; not thinking about the mark that it would leave.

Blair pulled his head back to hers and took over. Mimicking the movements he had just made. After a moment Chuck said his breath rather ragged. "Do you want to try it all together?"

Blair pulled away and nodded and Chuck kissed her once more. They alternated leading and allowed things to flow. Her hands wove their way into his hair and he traced lines up and down her spine as they kissed. Chuck recognized the signs of a hard-on even though he knew Blair didn't so he gently broke away and whispered. "I think that's probably enough teaching."

Blair nodded. Her eyes looked surprised, as though she had forgotten what she was doing and with whom she was doing it. She looked over at the clock and saw that she had less than three hours to get ready before Nate was picking her up at her house and quickly got up. As she straightened her clothes and Chuck sat up on the bed, she thought it best to make a polite, yet expedient exit. "Thank you Chuck for . . . Uh . . . Teaching me." Blair said awkwardly.

Chuck smirked. "You didn't need teaching Blair. You are naturally one of the best kissers I've kissed and well, that's saying a lot."

Blair smiled and blushed. "I'll see you tonight and thank you Chuck, really."

Blair looked down at the picture in her hand. It was from later that night, at the Kiss on the Lips Party. The photo was of Serena, Chuck, Nate, and herself but what was funny was the clearly visible hickey. She had told everyone that she had burnt herself with the curling iron and they of course had believed her; except for Chuck that is. Later that night she remembered how Nate had kissed her. It had been everything she had imagined until she started comparing it to Chuck's kisses. Nate wasn't as fluid or as sure of himself as Chuck had been; but she remembered how in awe he had been after their first kiss. His first words were, "Wow, that was . . . amazing." That reaction from Nate had pleased her so much at that point but now it just made her laugh. Which she of course did as she looked at the back of the card. A night for first kisses. I love the irony of the caption. She could picture the look on Chuck's face as he had written that. She looked down at the other writing and shook her head. She was missing something she knew she was; she just wasn't sure what it was. First Kiss on the Lips Party!

Blair placed the last picture from the envelope into the album just as the bell rang to switch classes. As she walked out she nearly bumped into Serena. "S, what are you doing here? Your class is on the other side of the school."

Serena laughed. "I know. The things I will apparently do for you and my step brother." As she spoke she pulled another envelope out. "Here you go."

The first thing Blair did as she glanced at the pictures was flip the top one over. She didn't pay much attention to the photo itself, just the writing. "Who's handwriting is that?" She asked pointing at the writing in the lower right corner.

Serena looked at her like she had two heads. "Are you okay Blair?"

Blair gave her the look right back. "Um, yeah, but I would be better if you would tell me who's handwriting that is."

At that Serena burst out laughing. Blair continued glaring so Serena tried to control her laughter enough to talk. "Blair, it's your handwriting."

Blair raised her eyebrows as though to suggest that Serena was the crazy one. "No it's not Serena. I think I would know my own handwriting."

Serena cocked one of her eyebrows. "I meant, it's your handwriting before."

"Before what?" Blair asked as they walked.

"Before high school. Remember the summer after eighth grade your mother sent you to that Etiquette camp and they said that ladies do not write in print; only cursive." Serena said still trying to hold back laughter at the fact that Blair didn't recognize her own handwriting.

"Oh. My. God." Blair said enunciating every word. "How did I not recognize my own handwriting?"

Serena just shook her head. "I don't know B. Maybe you had other things on your mind. Things like Chuck?"

Blair swatted her on the arm and hurried off to her first class making it just as the bell rang.

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Chuck took a deep breath. He was as ready for this as he would ever be. As he stepped into the board room there were very few surprised faces. Most of the board knew what was going on.

"Chuck, what are you doing here?" Asked Mr. Fleming from his spot at the right hand of the empty CEO seat.

Chuck straightened his bowtie and stepped forward. "Ah, Mr. Fleming, you see I called this meeting . . . "

Mr. Fleming interrupted. "YOU are the one who called this meaning?" By this point he had stood up.

Chuck maintained his composure; knowing that it was important to not let them see him lose it. "Yes according to the company bylaws, I have the right to challenge any decision made by the board and ask for a revote on any previously voted on clause so long as my motion is seconded. So if you would take your seat, we have business to attend to." Mr. Fleming grumbled as he sat down. He liked things the way they were. With Jack running the company, he got all the perks of a right hand man; Chuck however, was unpredictable. "Now, I motion for a revote on the decision as to who is the acting CEO of Bass Enterprises."

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A/N: I know it took forever but I hope you all enjoyed this super long chapter :) Reviews are always appreciated.