Tracy's POV;

I'm sitting in Blair's living room, and I'm upset beyond words can tell. The major cause of my sour mood is this stupid upcoming strike.

Couldn't the school find another way to get what it needs from the government? Why punish us students like this?

I'm pretty sure Blair has called me to say her goodbyes as we wouldn't be seeing each other anymore during the strike.

She finally appears on the stairs, and I try my best not to think about how gorgeous she looks walking down the stairs in that red, Bubu gown she's in.

If she's going to tell me goodbye, I should at least...