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woman。 Shit could happen。 Maybe working for the coach without pay wouldn？t be so bad after
all。
Or maybe the sun is getting to him。
b and s decide it？s share and share alike
She？d made three trips back and forth； but Blair still hadn？t managed to get all of her bags up the
five flights of stairs。 There wasn？t a doorman； there wasn？t any air conditioning； there wasn？t an
elevator； but she didn？t mind because the whole thing was just so 。 。 。 cinematic。
Blair had a plan for her life； a script she wanted to follow exactly。 But so much of what had
happened so far？buying a wedding gown； leaving Lord Marcus； getting hired by Bailey Winter；
and now moving in with Serena？wasn？t planned。 If someone had told her just a week before that
she？d have to get a job for the summer； she？d have screamed and protested？ working for the
summer was definitely not part of the story of her life？but Blair didn？t feel like screaming。 She
felt 。 。 。 happy。 Maybe there was a lesson here； maybe instead of trying to always live according to
a plan； she should just go with the flow？ Maybe things really did always work out in the end。
Just like in the movies。
Bounding down the last flight of steps to retrieve her very last bag？a crocodile Paul Smith duffel
she？d picked up in London only a couple of days before？Blair was startled by the lanky；
dark…haired guy wearing a crisp blue Hugo Boss suit； stepping out of the parlor…floor apartment。
She froze in her tracks。
Isn？t there a handsome downstairs neighbor inBreakfast at Tiffany？s ？
？Hello there；？ Blair called out in her best vaguely Eastern European；
Audrey…Hepburn…as…Holly…Golightly accent。
？Hey；？ the guy responded shyly。 His tousled brown hair hung down in front of his blue eyes。 He
tucked his hands in the pockets of his suit pants and pulled himself up to full height。
？Good evening；？ Blair replied； strolling down the stairs primly through the narrow； badly lit
space that passed for a lobby。 She squeezed past the smiling stranger and bent to pick up her
bag。 ？Excuse me；？ she continued； heaving the bag full of shoes onto her shoulder。
？Of course；？ he said； leaning his back against the door to his apartment。 ？Can I help you with
that？？
？I can manage it；？ Blair told him stoically。 She flashed her most charming smile。 ？Have we
met？？
？I？m Jason。？ He extended his hand。 ？You visiting for the weekend？？
？Oh；？ she explained； ？I？m moving in with my dear old friend Serena。 On the fifth floor？？
？Oh； I know Serena。？ Jason paused。 ？We hung out the other night； drank some beers on the stoop。
She never mentioned anything about her beautiful roommate； though。？
And she？d never mentioned her handsome new neighbor either。
Typical。
？It was a bit spur of the moment；？ Blair explained。 ？It？s a long story。？
？I？ve got time。？ His lips spread into a cute； flirtatious little grin。 He tucked his long fingers into
his back pockets。 ？And I？m a great listener。？
？Is that so？？ Blair shifted the bag from one shoulder to the other。 Itwas sort of heavy。
？Not only that；？ Jason continued； ？I was just on my way out to pick up a nice cold bottle of ros？。
Have you been up to the roof yet？ Maybe you？d like to join me for a wele…to…the…building
drink？？
？I didn？t know we could get up there！？ A cool glass of pink wine with a broad…shouldered；
blue…eyed stranger sounded like the perfect way to celebrate the end of a milestone of a day： new
job； new house 。 。 。
New romance？
Serena was busy memorizing her lines for tomorrow。 A drink with Jason would keep Blair out of
her hair。
？I know a way；？ he said； winking。 ？I？ll meet you in fifteen minutes？？
Under normal circumstances that would hardly have been enough time for Blair Waldorf to
prepare herself for an evening t？te…？…t？te； but this was the new and improved； girl…with…a…job；
ever…fashion…ready； easygoing summertime Blair Waldorf。
？I？ll give you ten。？ She skipped up the stairs slowly turning back to smile at him。 ？By the way；
I？m Blair。？
After throwing on a casual pink floral Lilly Pulitzer tunic top and some white shell…embellished
flip…flops； Blair headed upstairs。 Jason was already waiting for her with a blanket slung over his
shoulder and a bottle clutched in his hand。 He scaled the rusty ladder and pushed open the black
steel trapdoor。 Then he reached down to help Blair up with more studly grace than Marcus had
ever shown。 Blair grabbed his hand eagerly and let him pull her up to the rooftop。
？I hope it doesn？t rain tonight；？ she remarked as she twirled around； taking in three hundred and
sixty degrees of Manhattan skyline view。 ？Because I？m never goingdown that ladder。？ She was
only half…kidding。
？I told you the view was great；？ Jason teased； digging a wine key into the cork and pulling it out
with a satisfying pop。
It wasn？t as manding as the view of Central Park from the high…up terrace of Blair？s Fifth
Avenue penthouse； but there was something magical about the hot summer haze lin…gering over
the neighborhood？s bland apartment towers。 The trees weren？t as perfectly pruned as the oaks and
elms that surrounded the park； but the spindly branches that peeked above the roofline were lush
and green。 The Upper East Side； Blair realized； was just like Bailey Winter？s line： from Fifth to
Park Avenues was Bailey Winter Couture； everything from the Park to Lexington was like Bailey
Winter Collection； and everything between there and the river was Bailey by Bailey Winter。
That？s one way to think of it。
？It？s really nice；？ she agreed； taking a plastic cup of chilled wine and settling onto the worn navy
blue cotton blanket Jason had spread on the warm tar roof。 It wasn？t as soft as her favorite
cashmere Asprey picnic throw； but she had on the per…fect summer outfit； a gorgeous man was
sitting next to her； and her career in fashion was about to explode。 Who needed minor British
royalty？ She was a New Yorker and this was a classic summer…in…New…York moment。 London was
a damp and smelly slum by parison。
？So； how e Serena never mentioned you before？？ Jason asked。
？Maybe she wanted you all to herself；？ Blair replied mischievously and probably accurately。 ？To
a crazy summer。？ Blair clinked her plastic cup of wine with Jason？s。 ？So far；？ she added giddily。
？To a crazy summer；？ he echoed； taking a sip。 ？Anyway； I don？t think Serena？s interested in me。
We hung out the other night and she seemed sort of spoken for； if you know what I mean。？
？You mean Thaddeus Smith？？ Blair and Serena hadn？t had much time to catch up but she knew；
justknew ； that there had to be something going on between Serena and Thaddeus。
Since she and everyone else believe everything they read。
？The one and only；？ Jason affirmed。 ？But you know； Blair；？ Jason continued； fixing his blue eyes
on hers。 ？I？m not really into hanging out with movie stars。 I like regular girls。？
Was he calling her？Blair Waldorf？regular？ How wrong he was。
？Wait； you？re not in the movies； are you？？ He eyed her suspiciously。 ？Because you look like you
could be。？
？I？m more of a behind…the…scenes kind of girl；？ she murmured； batting her
Chanel…mascara…blackened eyelashes mysteriously。
？I don？t have anything against it；？ Jason backtracked。 ？Don？t get me wrong。 It？s just that I？m
interested in different things。 Like the law。 That？s my main focus； you know？？
？I was thinking of studying law when I start at Yale in the fall。？ She could always be a lawyerand
a fashion muse at the same time。 She could wear couture under her Supreme Court gown。
？Beautiful and smart；？ Jason said。 ？You？re almost too good to be true。？
Blair sipped her wine hungrily。 Serena could have the movie star。 Jason was exactly the kind of
guy a Yale womanshould be involved with。
At least； the kind of woman a Yale woman should be involved with this week。
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