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gossip girl 9 英文-第4部分

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this time。 

?You don?t have to repay me。? 

?You must e to my 。 。 。? She couldn?t remember the rest of the line。 Shehad to glance at her 
script。 

?Party!? cried Ken。 ?Party!Haven?t you read the script; Holly?? 

?Yeah;? muttered Serena defensively; resisting the urge to kick the pile of script rewrites on the 
floor up and out the large; bright window。 

?Okay; let?s skip ahead a little bit。? Ken rubbed his weirdly red forehead。 ?Let?s do the big 
morning scene。 There?s just a little dialogue there; so you should be able to manage that; right; 
Holly?? 


?Sure。? She felt like she was doing everything wrong; even though she?d only said a few words。 
Wasn?t there any time to get warmed up? 

?Okay; Thaddeus; you begin;? Ken directed; with his new cigarette torched in hand。 

?Holly;? Thaddeus recited; from memory?his script was still lying on the couch。 ?I knew I?d find 
you here。? 

?Will you always know where to find me?? Serena could see Ken shaking his head out of the 
corner of her eye; so she dropped her script onto the floor。 She could do this。 She stood on tiptoe 
and leaned into Thaddeus?s broad chest。 

?I will if you stand still;? he pronounced softly。 ?Never run away again。? 

?I promise;? Serena whispered。 It was her last line in the film。 She craned her neck; lifting her 
face to her costar?s; offering herself up to him。 She could smell toothpaste and nicotine on 
Thaddeus?s warm breath; Kiehl?s oatmeal lotion on his hands; and Tide on his clothes。 She was 
barely touching him; just resting her hands against his firm chest; but she could feel his body 
against hers; from his strong; broad back to his perfect abs; from his lean and muscled forearms to 
his flip…flopped feet。 And she could feel something else: a flicker of electricity in the air; in the 
tiny pocket of space between their two bodies。 Was this acting or was it real? 

?Okay;? Thaddeus stammered。 He took a step back and Serena; who had been leaning all of her 
weight on him; stumbled a bit。 

He laughed nervously。 ?Ken; a smoke?? 

Ken held out a pack of Marlboro Reds and Thaddeus selected one and coolly lit it。 

?What?d you think; Ken?? he asked; looping his thumb in his waistband。 

?Good。 Better。 I felt more spark that last time。 But Holly needs to pick up the slack。 Holly; we 
can do some rewrites if you?re having trouble with your lines。? 

?What do you mean?? Serena sank into the worn couch。 She hadn?t madetoo many mistakes; had 
she? 

?If there are too many words; you know;? he explained; pronouncing the words loudly and slowly; 
like he was speaking to someone whose English wasn?t so good。 ?If you?re having trouble 
remembering all of them。? 

Was he calling herstupid? 


?No; it?s fine;? she sighed wearily。 

?She?ll get the hang of it。? Thaddeus sat down beside her。 He rested his soft hand on her bare 
knee; giving her leg a supportive squeeze。 

You know I will;Serena agreed silently。 God; was she already in love? Sometimes she was almost 
too easy。

 No ment。 

?Of course; of course;? agreed Ken。 ?We just need some more rehearsal time; I think。 What do 
you think;Vanessa?? 

Vanessa hadn?t even caught everything on camera because they hadn?t given her enough time to 
set up her equipment。 ?It rocked;? she lied enthusiastically。 After all; it was only rehearsal。 

And by the looks of things; they were going to needlots more of them。 

you think you know someone 

?Honey; I?m hoooome!? Dan stuck his head into the doorway of his little sister Jenny?s 
bedroom。 ?Vanessa?? 

?Hey。? Vanessa stood up from behind Jenny?s painting easel。 The cozy room was still lined with 
Jenny?s canvases? washed…out landscapes; architectural drawings of famous New York buildings 
like the Dakota on Seventy…second Street; some nude portraits Vanessa saw Dan avert his eyes 
from just in case they were his sister?sself …portraits。 She wrapped her arms around Dan?s skinny 
frame and squeezed。 ?Thank you so much for letting me stay here。? 

?It?ll be great;? he assured her; plopping down on the blue…flannel…duvet…covered bed。 ?We?ll 
make it our Big New York Summer。 I?ve been thinking all about it。 All the things we?ll do 
together?pedaling those stupid boats in Central Park; bagels from H&H Bagels on our days off?? 

?Um; that sounds great; but I?m going to be really busy with work; you know? It?s going to take 
a lot of work to get this movie right。? She nodded toward the puter screen where Serena van 
der Woodsen?s ethereal face was paused; her eyes half closed。 She was reviewing the rehearsal 
footage from this afternoon; and if it was any indication of what the finished film would look 
like?well; it wasn?t pretty。 

?Right。? Dan pouted a little。 ?Of course。? 


On the up side; the longer Serena fumbled through her rehearsals; the more time Vanessa had to 
experiment with her camera work。 She was going to give him something better。 She was 
determined to do something truly avant…garde and unusual; something that would really wow Ken 
Mogul and his producers。 He?d mentioned Godard。 But she was the master of mixing humor with 
tragedy。 She would show the used condom stuck to Holly?s shoe; the tarnished side of the party 
princess! 

?Where?s your dad?? she asked; changing the subject。 It was only a matter of time before she ran 
into Dan?s Beat poet dad; Rufus; wearing his usual stained Mets T…shirt and too…snug tan cargo 
shorts。 She was hoping to see him before they had a middle…of…the…night runin。 Who knew what 
he?d be wearing then? 

He shrugged。 ?You talk to Ruby?? He dug into his pockets and retrieved a battered old pack of 
Camels; lit one; and then lay back on Jenny?s lumpy; narrow bed。 ?I hope you guys made up。 
Life?s too short; you know?? 

?Huh??Vanessa asked lazily; lying down next to him。 Ruby had sent a couple of apologetic text 
messages; but Vanessa was too mad to bother reading them all the way through。 She could 
imagine Ruby squeezing Piotr?s back zits while they did it in his paint…splattered studio?aka her 
old room。 She snuggled her almost…bald head into Dan?s ropy neck and whispered; ?I can?t really 
deal with it now; you know?? 

?That?s too bad;? he observed solemnly。 ?I always admired your relationship。? 

?Sure。? She couldn?t resist giggling a little。 ?Are you feeling okay?? 

Dan turned toward her so their noses were almost touching。 Vanessa kissed his smoky…tasting 
lips。 Her touched her face。 ?You know; I never realized it before; but happiness is; like; right there 
in front of you; you know what I mean? It?s like us?like you?re all I need to be happy; and you?re 
right here; in my house。 I mean; I know you?ll have to work a lot and everything; but it?s so great。 
It?s actually so much easier to achieve happiness than it is to embrace ugliness。? 

Vanessa bit her lip。 She loved Dan; but she really hoped he wasn?t about to pull another 
embarrassing proclamation of undying devotion like he had at his own graduation。 Some things 
were better left unsaid。 

You can say that again。 

?Did you learn that on the job?? she teased。 ?I didn?t know they offered free New Age self…help 
lectures at the Strand。? 

?I?m not talking about work。? He sucked on his Camel hard and defensively。 ?I readSiddhartha 
during my break this afternoon。 Life?s just so short。。。。 I mean; we can only hope to find some 
meaning in this life; you know?? 


The only book Vanessa knew him to have spoken as passionately about wasThe Sorrows of 
Young Werther ; a creepy book about a moody; depressive guy who kills himself in the end 
because his girlfriend marries someone else。 

?All right; I?m officially confused。 What the hell are you talking about?? she asked。 Her 
eyebrows furrowed as she looked into his light brown eyes。 

?I?m talking about the meaning of life;? he replied simply。 

Or was he talking about a certain perfectly perky round…butted blonde? 

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