But Vanessa has always been able to see the beauty in ugly things； and she read requests for
publication in anger sufficient to know that the poem he was special。 It was full of rich
metaphors and a passionate language； and although he wanted to bury their heads covered and
in tears； she could not stop admiring the words intelligent。 It was brilliant。
Even if Dan never speak to her； and although the poem treat it entirely horrible person and
he thought she was； she would find that the poem was published。
Dan never tried to publish anything； but not as he had not bee numb when opening a copy
of The New Yorker and saw his poem 〃Putas〃 printed in the magazine。 What wonderful way to
impress the universities to which he was applying。 She could not fail to do so。 Should it to
him。
Leaping from the chair； Vanessa vasculhou the room of Ruby to find a copy of The New Yorker
stuck under the door of the closet。 Browse the magazine to find the name of the editor；
returned to the puter and wrote a letter to him； putting the name of Dan and address it
in a sealed envelope for response。
Audrey goes to college
EXT。 Depart。 ENGLISH。 BUILDING THE CAMPUS OF NEW ENGLAND … DAY
A four…storey building with white columns and ivory。 A green lawn in front。 The marble
staircase。
Audrey； 18； a pretty girl with dark hair of skirt； blouse and shoes beneath the soles of
fashion； classic pedal your bike by Schwinn lawn and park in a support of one side of the
marble stairs。 She climbs the stairs and enter the building。
INT。 Depart。 ENGLISH。 BUILDING…SEQUENCE
A long corridor flanked by small rooms of the department。 All doors are open； and within
each of them a teacher is meeting with a student； discussing the issues most admirable of
literature。
A STUDENT
I really thought it would be better if the whale could speak； sir。
A TEACHER
But this is not a talking whale。 This is a man's search for meaning。
STUDENT B
It has no score。 See？ Not used ma or point。
TEACHER B
That does not make a poem。 A poem is 。。。 well； a poem is poetry。
STUDENT C
That on the whale？
TEACHER C
Arrais。 What do you think？
STUDENT C
Well； I really think it would be better if the whale speak。
A fourth teacher goes to the door； look at the corridor on both sides and then slam the
door。 Audrey runs through the corridor； looking esfarrapada。 She knocks on the door of the
teacher who just close it。
Audrey
Professor Weeks！ Oh； professor Weeks！
PROF。 WEEKS
You are late。
Audrey
Yes； but I have a perfectly good excuse。
The teacher makes a break； hoping to hear the excuse。
PROF。 WEEKS
Yes？
Audrey
（breathless）
Oh； but I can not tell you！ It is something illegal。
PROF。 WEEKS
（making a frown）
Illegal？ I need to call the campus security？
Audrey
（swinging the head）
Oh； no。 At least； not yet。
She spends her work to him。
Audrey
I could not decide on which the writing of Shakespeare； so I wrote about them all。 I hope
you do not mind。
The teacher puts the reading glasses and begins to read the work。 He sits at the table；
pletely oblivious to what you're reading。 While he continues to read； Audrey casually it
leaves the room and closes the door。 She walks the aisle and out the door of the building；
get a bike and pedal the lawn。
EXT。 QUADRA OF FACULTY … SEQUENCE
Triangulated by a huge lawn of tijolinhos buildings。
Audrey pedal by lawn； watching the fall foliage rather than look at where you are going。 She
hits a boy with a sweater that USA's rowing team that is the way to the training。 The boy
falls to the ground。
He is Colin Davis
Oh！
Audrey down the bike and if agacha next to it。
Audrey
Sorry。 Is everything okay？
COLIN
I think I broke my leg。
He tries to move it again。
COLIN
Oh！
Audrey
Do not move。 I'll call an ambulance。
She scouts looking for the bag phone。 A weapon drops the floor。 COLIN looks at the gun。
Audrey takes a gun and stick in the bag again。 She opens the phone and dials the number of
emergency。
s is the movida
Serena concluded that the only way to repair the horrific was having a Christmas…New Year
truly sensational； and the best way to ensure this was to give his own party。 She loved
planning parties and was extremely good at it； but it was Wednesday and only had three and a
half days to organize everything。 Blair would not help。 Was isolated in a room with the
iBook； a package of cigarettes and an espresso machine and would not leave until we finish
the script I was writing to the proposal to Yale。 Serena was always delegating tasks better
than doing everything yourself； then who should call unless the two girls who so desperately
wanted to be your new best friends？
… Hello？ Kati？ It's Serena。
… Hi！
… Look； Isabel is there？
… Arrais。
Of course it was。
… Legal。 So I was wondering if it would import you to e help me plan my New…Year's Eve
party。 I kind of decided at the last minute and really want to be great； but I am with
little time。
The two girls were speechless。 Then began to screech together。
… Oh my God！ Vai to be the best party of all！ Do not worry； we will get there quickly。
And here。
Serena came to the door using a pair of red velvet and a Juicy Couture camisetinha with a
picture of a snowman。
… Oh； my God； you're so tanned exultou Isabel； kissing her on the face。
… You emagreceu？ … Kati said； kissing her too。
As Serena needed weight。
The eternal gracious host； Serena took them to the living room of the family's huge
apartment in Fifth Avenue overlooking the Metropolitan Museum of Art her parents were to
spend the holidays and Ridgefield brother was in Boston； with friends of college； then
Serena had an apartment just for her。
Had already placed several blank sheets of paper in the huge coffee table with glass top and
writing them headers： Local。 Drink / Food。 Music / Sound。 Theme / Decoration / Lighting。
Invitations。 List of Guests。 She became the sheets of paper for Kati and Isabel。
See how Serena knew delegate？
… You were the organizing mittee of the party in Boca Kiss in October； is not it？
They are based。
… Great。 Can call the same buffet and decorator that same party？
… Of course！ … Isabel bent for the stock market looking for PalmPilot。
… And we need to find a legal DJ … Serena instructed。
Kati seemed confused。
… It is not the 45 that will play？
Serena blinked。 I had no idea where Flow would spend the New Year； but was not sure that he
wanted to stay in pursuing his own party。
… No； actually he is busy writing the new disc … she lied。 … A DJ is better anyway。 More
variety。
The two girls seemed disappointed。
… I thought we could use this list of guests of the ball Black…and…White … Serena continued；
taking another stack of paper in the coffee table。 … Of course I can add who you want。
… Flow is at least？
Serena faltered。 If that was not going to say； Kati and Isabel probably start to spread
rumors again； about the engagement of Serena and Flow was over and blah blah blah。 And it
could be an elegant gesture send an invitation to the house of Flow in Malibu； especially
after it left the parrot in reception of the resort in St。 Barts and returned to New York on
the morning of Christmas； without seeing him again。 It was as if he really was the party
anyway。
… He promised me he would … she said； pointing to the name of Flow on the list。
Without thinking about doing that； Serena went to thumb through the list until the U。S。 to
make sure that the name of Aaron Rose was there。 Aaron just back from St。 Barts in the 30th；
but she hoped it was the party。 He looked so sad the last time she saw him she wanted to do
something to cheer him。
… Should I take care of the invitations？ … Kati asked； every executive。 Nokia's mobile phone
took the bag Hervé Chapelier red。 … Can I call the paper right now。
… Great … Serena said。 … And； Isabel； why not call the realtor for parties？ Tell him I want
a big loft in the center with a good view of firew