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Chapter 36- Blaize | I Run A Tight Ship

Chapter 36: I Run A Tight Ship

A/N: There's a surprise waiting for you at the end of the chapter ;) Also, I feel like the song linked is Blaize's theme song??... It completely encompasses her personality!! What do you think are the other character's/couples theme songs? I'll check them out xx

Blaize Campbell lifted her eyebrows to the sight that she was witnessing in front of her. Mrs. Connecticut being all batty eyes with a fellow student and not once caring that she was in the middle of the damn lobby.

Blaize rolled her eyes and made her way to the front desk, where Her Royal Shit sat waiting. Once she was spotted - Mrs. Connecticut excused herself from her conversation and looked directly at Blaize. "Back for another detention, Ms. Campbell?"

"You wish" Blaize muttered under her breath.

"Sorry, what was that young lady? Didn't quite catch what you said"

"As much as it was a thrill a minute spending time with you Mrs. K, I'm actually here to figure out a couple things."

Mrs. Connecticut rolled her eyes all the way to Saturn, and Blaize wondered how far she'd have to roll them to realize there wasn't even a brain back there. Blaize slipped the paper that Reed gave her on the front desk and looked down at the lady.

"There's been a misunderstanding... My brother signed up for the CAS trip, but my mother and I already decided that I would be pissing out of here for the mid term break." Blaize tried doing her best attempt at smiling, but it started to hurt her cheeks so she stopped and just attempted to give off the aura of friendliness.

The lady's eyebrows rose exponentially, not once looking at the paper - her eyes never left Blaize's. Blaize nudged her head towards the paper, looking down at it and then back up at Mrs.K expectedly.

"Ms. Campbell... as much as I would like you to piss out of here," she said the word as if she had acid in her mouth "Unfortunately, there's really nothing I can do. Your mother signed it, now Lakeview has to follow it"

Blaize's eye twitched slightly as she rearranged her limbs to a more comfortable position. Fuck friendly.

She placed her palm in the middle of the paper and looked straight into the lady's eyes. She slowly crumpled the paper into a fist and dropped the balled receipt onto the countertop. Unfazed, Mrs. Kunetko tutted as if all she really cared about was the tree Blaize just killed.

Blaize turned around and started saying all the cuss words she knew in her head, thinking of rather unique one's on the spot that could represent the lady sat behind that desk. Before she could exit the front building, she heard Mrs. Connecticut call behind her. "Blaize, they have a saying in Mexico - "A fuerza, ni los zapatos entran "

Blaize stopped short and sighed a breath of frustration. Her hand holding the handle of the door, she muttered under her breath "You need to get laid" - so that only she could hear.

"It means you can't force your way into anything. You can't force the shoes to fit."

The funny thing at the time, Blaize thought was how genuine the woman sounded. Enough to make Blaize turn her head and look over her shoulder. "Oh yeah? Well, if Cinderella's shoes fit so perfectly the first damn time, why'd they fall off in the first place?"

With a shrug of her shoulders and a bittersweet smile - Blaize Campbell walked out of the administrative first building with nothing but the feeling of loss.

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She didn't even bother knocking, she slammed open the cabin door to her brother's lodge and stormed straight to him. There was only one thing on her mind. And Blaize Campbell always gets what she wants.