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the fridge and I?m starving。? 

?You?re so lucky;? Serena cooed; taking her cigarette back from Blair。 

Yeah; Blair?s the one with all the luck。 

Serena slipped her hand into Blair?s。 She leaned over and whispered into her friend?s ear; which 
was adorned that evening with one of those famous BvlgariB s; ?This summer is going to be 
amazing。? 

Blair set her dark head on Serena?s shoulder。 ?I hope the Hamptons is big enough for all of us。? 

Serena squeezed Blair?s knee in response。 Blair surveyed the living room。 If she blinked; it 
lookedexactly like the party scene inBreakfast at Tiffany?s 。 She?d dreamed of this moment so 
many times; she?d lived this moment; in the movie in her head; so many times over that it felt 
familiar。 It felt wonderful。 

There were Kati and Isabel; wearing matching black Tocca dresses and trying to hide the fact that 
they were whispering about Blair and Serena by smiling and waving excitedly。 Blair could 
practically imagine what the two of them were saying about her。 There was Chuck Bass; spinning 
that fluffy; tan blonde around; his bare chest slicked with sweat。 Every other person was looking 
intheir direction。 Was it Serena or was it Blair who had caught their attention? Did it really matter?

 Nope。 

The DJ?a frantically sweating guy whom Bailey Winter couldn?t stop ogling?switched the 
records; and he must have been reading Blair?s mind: the apartment filled with a taut staccato beat; 
and then a sexy voice sang some very familiar words: 

Moon River; wider than a mile 。 。 。 


I?ll be crossing you in style; someday。 

Dream maker; you heartbreaker 。 。 。 

?It?s me!? Serena cried。 

?You sound incredible;? Blair told her honestly; clutching Serena?s hand。 

In the movie inside her head; this was the perfect closing scene。 The music was just right; and the 
crowd was going wild dancing。 An adorable guy was preparing a plate of cold fried chicken for 
her in his downstairs apartment。 Even though it was just an unfurnished dump; the apartment felt 
totally glamorous。 Blair was thrilled。 This was her place。 This was her party。 Sure; the movie 
might be ending; but really; summer was just beginning。 

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 hey people! 

Oh。 My。 God。 I didn?t think it was possible to have the kind ofhangover I am currently suffering 
through; but then it?s myown fault: when am I going to learn not to overdo it on thechampagne? 
Then again; I always have been the life of theparty。 And what a party! I?m sure those of you who 
were luckyenough to be in attendance will agree: the second…biggest;bestest blowout of the 
summer。 Looks like someone is shapingup to be the hostess with the mostest; don?t you think? 

mix and match 

Dying to know who went home with whom? I?ve got the full dossier: 

T is indeed a one…man guy。 The second the party ended hegrabbed the first available cab and sped 
down to the Mercer;where he met up with his secret sweetie。 I hear the two ofthem spent the next 
forty…eight hours ensconced in the honeymoon suite。 

That fabulous designer; the one who insists on wearing his mirrored Ray…Ban aviators inside at 
night; lured that dreamboatDJ back to his manse on Park Avenue; no doubt with the promise of a 
free outfit from his new menswear line。 Wonder if the DJ will be spinning vinyl out in the 
Hamptons for the restof the summer 。。。 

S went to bed alone。 Will wonders never cease? 


D and V shared a taxi back to his?um; their place on the Upper West Side; but the romance is 
officially dead。 Separate bedrooms; people。 Separate bedrooms。 

N was spotted on a very late…night LIRR train out to the island; all alone。 So what became of 。 。 。 

Trashy bottled…tan…and…bottle…blond girl? She and C kept the party going; hitting the club circuit 
and ending up at Bungalow 8 at 5 a。m。 They still haven?t been heard from。 

Want to know why S went to bed alone? Because her roomie was crashed out downstairs。 But B 
was definitely not alone。。。。 

if we took a holiday 。。。 

People; let?s not forget that the summer was made for relaxing。 July is just around the corner; and 
by the time Bastille Day rolls around (isn?t that someone?s birthday?) we?ll officially be halfway 
through the break。 There will be plenty of time for work e fall; for midterms and fraternity 
mixers and worrying about interviewing for the best internships for next summer。 This is our time 
to play; so get down to business and just 。 。 。 chill。 Oh; who am I kidding? In this town; we never 
just chill! Okay; maybe N does; but the rest of us never slow down。 Speaking of never slowing 
down 。 。 。 

WillB break another heart? She?s already cast aside two suitors; and it?s not even July! 

WillS be able to adjust to life without the cameras rolling? Will she share the limelight with B in 
the Hamptons; or will she go Hollywood and spend the rest of her days with her new BFF T? 

WillN make nice withB ? Will he go crawling back toS ? Or has he finally given up on chasing 
girls and decided to grow up? And have we heard the last from his little summer fling? Methinks 
not。 After all; he still has lots of work to do on his lax coach?s house。。。。 

What about the Hamptons? Will this vacation playland for the rich and famous be big enough 
forB ;S ; andN ? What about the rest of Manhattan?s elite? The location might be changing; but 
the stars are character actors?they never really change。 

And seriously: what the hell is going on withV andD ? Odds are three…to…one they re?hook up by 
July Fourth。 Any gamblers out there? 

I?m going to stay on the case and get some answers。 It is; after all; my summer job; and I?m the 
hardest worker I know。 Someone?s got to do it。 

You know you love me。 

 gossip girl 


Once upon a time on the Upper East Side of New York City; two beautiful girls fell in love with 
one perfect boy。。。。 
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it had to be you 
the gossip girl prequel 
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and find out how it all began。 
by the #1 New York Times bestselling author 
Cecily von Ziegesar 
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hey people! 

Ever have that totally freakish feeling that someone is listening in on your conversations; spying 
on you and your friends; following you to parties; and generally stalking you? Well; they are。 Or 
actually; I am。 The truth is; I?ve been here all along; because I?m one of you。 

Feeling totally lost? Don?t get out much? Don?t know who ?we? are? Allow me to explain。 
We?re an exclusive group of indescribably beautiful people who happen to live in those majestic; 
green…awninged; white…glove…doorman buildings near Central Park。 We attend Manhattan?s most 
elite single…sex private schools。 Our families own yachts and estates in various exotic locations 
throughout the world。 We frequent all the best beaches and the most exclusive ski resorts。 We?re 


seated immediately at the nicest restaurants in the chicest neighborhoods without a reservation。 
We turn heads。 But don?t confuse us with Hollywood actors or models or rock stars?those people 
you feel like you know because you hear so much about them; but who are actually pletely 
boring pared to the parts they play or the songs they sing。 There?s nothing boring about me or 
my friends; and the more I tell you about us; the more you?re going to want to know。 I?ve kept 
quiet until now; but something has happened and I just can?t stay quiet about it。 。 。 。 

We learned in our first eleventh…grade creative writing class this week that most great stories 
begin in one of the following fashions: someone mysteriously disappears or a stranger es to 
town。 The story I?m abo
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