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an SAT prep course； so they could take practice SATs together； or
whatever。
But Blair kept on pushing her way through the crowd and out the
door to the street。
She walked over to Sixth Avenue to catch a cab back uptown。 It was
starting to rain and her hair was frizzing。 A bus roared by with
Serena’s picture on the side of it。 Was it her belly button？ It looked
like the dark pit at the center of a peach。 Blair turned her back on it
and waved her hand in the air to flag down the next taxi。 She
couldn’t get away fast enough。 But the first taxi that stopped for her
had the same poster in the lighted advertising box on its roof。 Blair
got in and slammed the door angrily。 She could never get
pletely away—Serena was fucking everywhere。
Serena reached for another cigarette and stuck it in her mouth with
trembling fingers。 Suddenly a pinky…ringed hand proffered a Zippo
and lit the cigarette for her。 The lighter was gold； with the
monogram C。B。 So was the ring。
“Hey Serena。 You look seriously hot；” Chuck Bass said。 “What are
you doing sitting here all by yourself？”
Serena inhaled deeply； quelling her tears； and smiled。 “Hey Chuck。
I’m glad you’re here。 Blair ditched me and now I’m all alone。 Is
anyone else ing？”
Chuck clicked his lighter shut and put it in his pocket。 He glanced
around the room。 “Who knows？” he said casually。 “They could
e； or they could not e。” He sat down in the armchair where
Blair had been sitting。 “You really do look hot；” he said again；
staring at Serena’s legs like he wanted to eat them。
“Thanks；” Serena said and laughed。 It was kind of a relief to see
that Chuck was still exactly the same； even if everyone else was
acting like freaks。 She had to love him for that。
“Another round；” Chuck called over to Missy。 “And put everything on
my tab。” He handed Serena the twenty Blair had left on the table。
“You can keep that；” he said。
“But it’s Blair’s；” Serena said； taking the bill and looking at it。
“Give it back to her； then；” Chuck said。
Serena nodded and stuffed the bill into her red velvet handbag。
“There you go；” Chuck said； when Missy put the drinks down。
“Bottoms up！” He clinked glasses with Serena and poured scotch
down his throat。
“Oops；” she said； as her Cosmo sloshed onto her dress。 “Damn。”
Chuck grabbed his cocktail napkin and dabbed at the stain； which
happened to be on her hip。 “There； you can’t even see it；” he said；
letting his hand linger near her crotch。
Serena grabbed Chuck’s hand and put it back in his lap。 “Thanks；
Chuck；” she said。 “I think I’m okay。”
Chuck wasn’t even a tad embarrassed。 He was unembarrassable。
“Hey； let’s get one more drink and take it up to my suite； okay？” he
offered。 “I’ll tell the bar staff to tell anyone who es to meet us
up there。 They know who my friends are。”
Serena hesitated； thinking about what Blair had said about the
Basses not liking people in their suite anymore。 “Are you sure it’s
okay？” she said。
Chuck laughed and stood up； holding out his hand to her。 “Of course
it’s okay。 e on。”
Even though it was raining out and he was freezing his ass off； Nate
was in no hurry to get to Blair’s house。 It was pretty ironic； really。
Here he was； a seventeen…year…old guy； about to have sex with his
girlfriend for the first time （hers； anyway）。 He should have been
running。
She must know by now； he kept telling himself； over and over and
over。 How could she not？ The whole city had to know by now that
he had had sex with Serena。 But if Blair knew； then why hadn’t she
said anything？
Thinking about it was driving Nate insane。
He ducked into a liquor store on Madison Avenue and bought a half
pint of Jack Daniels。 He’d already smoked a little joint at home； but
he’d need a shot of courage before he saw Blair。 He had no idea
what he was in for。
Nate walked the rest of the way as slowly as he could； taking
surreptitious sips from the bottle。 Just before turning down Seventy…
second Street to her apartment； he bought Blair a rose。
Chuck ordered another round of drinks from the bar； and Serena
followed him into the elevator and up to the Basses’ ninth…floor
suite。 It looked exactly the same as it always had： living room with
entertainment center and bar； huge bedroom with king…sized bed
and another entertainment center； as if they needed two； huge
marble bathroom with hot tub and two fluffy white bathrobes。 That
was other great thing Serena loved about hotels—the bathrobes。
Doesn’t everyone？
On the coffee table in the living room was a pile of photographs。
Serena recognized Nate’s face in the top one and she picked them
up and shuffled through them。
Chuck glanced at the pictures over her shoulder。 “Last year；” he
said； shaking his head。 “We were pretty crazy。”
Blair； Nate； Chuck； Isabel； Kati； everyone was in them； naked in the
hot tub； dancing in their underwear； drinking champagne in bed。
They were all party shots from last year—the date was in the corner
of each one—and they were all taken in the suite。
So Blair had lied。 Everyone did still party in the Basses’ suite； same
as always。 And Blair wasn’t the little goody…goody she pretended to
be either with her mock SAT and her prim black cardigan。 In one
picture Blair was wearing only her underwear； jumping up and down
on the bed with a magnum of champagne in her hand。
Serena gulped her drink and sat down on one end of the couch。
Chuck sat down at the other end and pulled her feet into his lap。
“Chuck；” Serena warned。
“What？ I’m taking your boots off for you；” Chuck said innocently。
“Don’t you want to take them off？”
Serena sighed。 She felt tired all of a sudden； really tired。 “Yeah；
sure；” she said。 She reached for the remote and clicked on the
television while Chuck removed her boots。 Dirty Dancing was on
TBS。 Perfect。
Chuck began to massage her feet。 It felt good。 He bit her big toe
and kissed her ankle。
“Chuck；” Serena giggled； falling back on the couch and closing her
eyes。 The room tilted a bit。 She never could hold her liquor。
Chuck worked his hands up her legs。 Within seconds his fingers
were plying the insides of her thighs。
“Chuck；” Serena said； opening her eyes again and sitting up。 “Do
you mind if we just sit here？ We don’t have to do anything； okay？
Let’s just hang out on the couch and watch Dirty Dancing。 You
know； like girls。”
Chuck crawled towards Serena on his hands and knees until he was
looming over her and she was pinned beneath him。 “But I’m not a
girl；” he said。 He lowered his face to hers； and began to kiss her。 His
mouth tasted like peanuts。
“Shit！” Blair shrieked when she heard the doorman buzz from
downstairs。 She was still wearing her clothes； and she had just
spilled red candle…wax all over her rug。
Blair switched off her bedroom light and ran to answer the buzzer in
the kitchen。
“Yes； send him up；” she told the doorman。 She unbuttoned her
jeans and flew back to her room； wriggling out of them。 Then she
pulled the rest of her clothes off and tossed them into the closet。
Naked； she spritzed herself with her favorite perfume； even
spritzing once between her legs。
Oooh； bad girl。
Blair checked out her naked body in the mirror。 Her legs were too
short for the rest of her body； and her boobs were small and not as
“pay attention to me” as she would have liked them。 Her jeans had
left an angry red mark on her waist； but it was barely noticeable in
the dim candlelight。 Her skin was still nice and tan from the
summer； but her face seemed young and scared； not nearly as sexy
as it was supposed to look。 And her hair was sticking up in a halo of
frizz from the rain。 Blair dashed into the bathroom and applied a
coat of the lip gloss Serena had left on her sink to her lips and ran
her hairbrush through her long brown hair until it cascaded onto her
shoulders in the sexiest way possible。 There； instant irresistibility。
The doorbell rang。 Blair dropped her hairbrush； and it clattered into
the sink。
“Hold on！” she called ou