Blair's POV
It was like my body was used as a dance floor by some giants with the way it's ached as soon as I opened my eyes.
My head feels like it is been pounded by some angry dude. Sitting up, I try to recall what happened to make me feel this way and it all comes back to me much to quickly for my liking. And of course, since the universe hates me, my dad's wife walks in as if on cue.
"Took you long enough. I thought I was going to have to wake you up myself. Now get you fat ass downstairs and get your filthy poke-nosing friends out of my living room." With that, she walks out.
I release a breath I didn't realize I was holding and stand up even though my body protested against it. I walk into the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror. Cringing at my reflection, I just grab a head warmer and cover my head, ensuring that all the stands of hair goes into it.
Walking down the stairs, I see Henry, Pat and Ari seated and pray they forgive what I'm about to do now.
