I stared at reflection in the mirror, wondering if I looked like Blair. My blonde hair was tied up, my clothes were plain, and I wasn't wearing any makeup. Even though we were identical twins, a part of me was scared that no one would believe I was Blair.

But taking a deep breath in, I told myself to stay positive. After spending the weekend learning to be like Blair, I couldn't let our hard work go to waste. I was going to try to get closer with Carter and the thought of failure left me as I cheered myself on.

"It's so weird seeing you like this," Blair suddenly said, causing me to turn to face her.

Blair stood at the door and my eyes widened at the sight of her. She looked like me. Exactly like me, which left me stunned. Never had I'd seen my sister so dressed up.

"Whoa, you look like me," I said, staring at her with wide eyes.

Blair laughed. "I can say the same for you."

Smiling, I realized I had nothing to worry about. We were identical twins. There was only one difference between us and that was the scar Blair had on the back of her neck. I really doubted anyone would notice such a small mark though, so I found myself growing confident.

"How are you feeling?" I asked, taking in how awkward Blair seemed.

Blair was wearing one of my favourite outfits. It consisted of an off the shoulder top and blue skinny jeans that hugged every curve. She looked stunning, but I knew she probably felt exposed. Blair never wore that showed skin or was fitted.

"Fine," Blair said, shrugging. "I'm not used to this, but... I'll be okay."

I smiled at her, thankful she was doing this for me. Blair usually played it safe when it came to life in general, so it was a surprise that she would do something as big as this for me. Honestly, I was touched.

"Thank you," I said for the millionth time. "Seriously, thank you so much Blair."

Blair smiled and I smiled back. Together, we then went to school together.

*****

I was sitting in the cafeteria with Erin. We hadn't spoken much before and I found myself growing nervous once more. Best friends knew everything about each other. They could detect the slightest change in their friend, which left me wondering if Erin would discover I was actually Claire.

"Did you finish the Calculus assignment?" Erin asked, taking a bite out of her burger.

"Yeah," I said, even though I hadn't. "I finished it a week ago."

"Really?" Erin's eyebrows rose. "That's a first."

My cheeks heated up and I looked down, hoping she wouldn't notice. I totally forgot Blair was a procrastinator. Even though she got incredible marks, she tended to save everything for the last minute.

"Yeah, I have a lot of homework to do this week so I decided to start early for once," I said, trying to play it off.

"Well, I'm proud of you," Erin said, smiling.

I smiled back and internally sighed. It was nerve wracking pretending to be someone else, but I hoped I would get used to it.

Suddenly, I heard a roar of laughter coming from the centre of the cafeteria. My eyes flew to the table - my table, and I saw that my friends were dying of laughter. Jake was literally hollering as he laughed and I found myself fighting back a smile. A part of me also felt envious because I had to miss the joke.

Remembering Blair was at the table, pretending to me, my eyes went to her. I immediately felt sorry for her when I saw how uncomfortable she looked. She seemed to forcing a laugh and I stared at her, wondering if there was anything I could do to help her. But remembering we didn't talk in school, I had to pull my eyes away.

"They're so obnoxious," Erin said, catching me off guard.

I had to fight back a look of surprise as I whipped my head to look at her. Her comment caught me off guard.

"They need to relax. I doubt the joke is that funny." She rolled her eyes. "Ugh, sometimes I just don't understand what the big hype about them is."

Her comment left me growing annoyed. Staring at her, I had to fight back commenting about how what they did was none of her business. She didn't know them personally, so she had no reason to hate.

"Sorry," Erin then said, sighing. "I know your sister is a part of that clique, but I just... get so riled up sometimes. I just don't think they're good people."

You don't even know us, I wanted to scream. None of us had ever talked to Erin, so I didn't understand why she seemed mad at us. I swear we never did anything wrong to her, or anyone when I thought about it. But because I was Blair, I was left unable to stand up for myself.

"It's fine," I said, shrugging.

I was still annoyed, so I dug into my meal and hoped Erin wouldn't talk anymore. Thankfully she didn't and we spent the next few minutes eating in silence. During that, I thought about Carter and what I would do to catch his attention.

Glancing at Erin, I saw that she was scrolling through her phone. That left me with a good opportunity to check out Carter as Blair. Looking to his table, I saw him sitting there, laughing with his friends. My heart felt warm at the sight because he was gorgeous when he laughed. Well, he was always gorgeous.

Staring at him, I found myself hoping he would look at me. Since I was Blair, I had a good feeling he would. The one thing I noticed was that Carter's eyes were always on Blair, even when she couldn't care less about him.

Carter suddenly looked at me, leaving my heart stopping momentarily. He seemed just as surprised as me when his eyes met mine and I was frozen in my spot. I swear it was the first time we made prolonged eye contact in my life.

His hazel eyes were stunning and suddenly, he grinned at me. I found myself smiling back and then I looked away, knowing my heart would explode with joy if I kept staring at him. This was literally the best moment of my life.

Blair was a genius. Her plan was already working and I found myself growing hopeful that Carter and I would get close. We were already sharing moments.

*****

In English class, I sat in Blair's seat. Erin sat next to me and she was telling me a story, but I was barely paying attention to her. I was too busy anticipating Carter sitting next to me, so I kept glancing at the door of the room.

Eventually, he did enter the room and I was once again frozen in my spot as he looked right at me. The moment our eyes met, he seemed caught off guard once again. He wasn't used to Blair giving him attention, so I didn't blame him.

Staring at him shamelessly, I watched as he grinned at me. I smiled back once again and soon, Carter was making his way towards me. He sat right next to me and I looked away, knowing I wasn't acting like Blair. She was never that bold.

To my utter surprise, Carter whispered, "Hey."

I immediately turned to face him and said, "Hey."

"I... How are you?" he asked, eyes softening. "You seem different today."

My heart was racing. I felt so nervous talking to him and I knew I wasn't acting like Blair, but I couldn't think straight around him. Who could ever act normal around their crush?

"I'm just in the mood to break out of my own little bubble," I said, hoping Blair wouldn't kill me when she started being herself again.

Carter smiled at that. He seemed really happy and I found myself feeling guilty for a mere second, knowing he really liked Blair. But then telling myself that soon he would be liking me, I knew I would make it up for him.

"I like the sound of that," he said.

We stared at each other for a second and my heart begin to race once again. I couldn't believe after three years I was finally having a conversation with Carter. It was literally a dream come true and I found myself growing thankful for Blair. Her plan was brilliant and I was forever thankful for her.