The door in front of me opens, and out walks Blaise fucking Morrison. Blaise. Fucking. Morrison. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I would be at school with Blaise Morrison. I knew that he went to an ultra-exclusive private school and that he had dozens of privacy orders in place to make sure he could go to school like any other teenager, but I couldn’t have ever hoped that I would see him in the flesh, let alone breathe the same air as him.
