gossip girl 7 英文- 第23节


WHAT　GIRLS　REALLY　DO　BEHIND　CLOSED　HOTEL　SUITE　DOORS　

〃Remember　when　we　were　in　fifth　grade　and　we　used　to　practice　kissing　with　pillows？〃　Serena　
buried　her　face　in　one　of　the　Plaza's　fluffy　king…sized　goose…down　pillows　and　began　making　out　
with　it。　〃Oh　baby；〃　she　cooed。　〃Your　lips　are　so　amazing。〃　

Blair　chucked　a　pillow　at　the　back　of　Serena's　head。　〃Have　you　been　listening　to　me？〃　she　
demanded。　〃I　said　I　almost　kissed　Stanford　parries　the　Fifth！〃　

Serena　turned　her　head　to　one　side　and　blew　her　hair　out　of　her　face。　She'd　taken　off　her　skirt；　and　
her　white　cotton　underwear　sagged　halfway　down　her　skinny　ass。　〃So　why　didn't　you？〃　

〃I　don't　know。〃　Blair　untied　the　gold　Cartier　Yale　pendant　from　around　her　neck　and　threw　it　on　
the　bedside　table。　Then　she　yanked　her　dress　off　over　her　head；　stripping　down　to　her　underwear。　
She　pulled　on　one　of　the　Plaza's　white　terry　robes　and　cracked　open　a　can　of　coke。　〃I　wanted　to；　
but　I　couldn't　stop　laughing。　And　then　I　felt　stupid；　so　I　left。〃　

Serena　rolled　over　and　started　poking　her　nonexistent　stomach　fat。　Don't　you　think　it's　weird　that　
we're　friends　and　we're　attracted　to　such　different　guys？　I　mean；　I　thought　he　was　totally　
stuck…up。〃　

Attracted　to　such　different　guys？　Is　that　why　they　both　lost　their　virginity　to　the　same　guy？　Not　
that　either　of　them　wanted　to　wreck　their　friendship　again　by　bringing　that　up。　

Blair　burped　noisily。　〃You　think　everyone's　stuck…up。　And　actually　I　think　he　was　sort　of　
embarrassed　about　being　into　Yale　after　I　told　him　I　was　wait…listed。　He's　only；　like　a　C　student　at　
Andover。　He　doesn't　even　any　APs。　The　only　reason　he　got　in　was　because　of　his　grandfather。〃　

Serena's　eyes　opened　wide。　She　was　a　B＋　student　and　didn't　take　any　APs　either；　but　she'd　gotten　
in。　And　while　talking　to　Mr。　Parris　she'd　basically　decided　once　and　for　all　that　Yale　was　the　school　
for　her。　Did　she　dare　tell　Blair　and　ruin　a　perfectly　good　time　together　in　their　own　hotel　suite？　

Blair　burped　again　and　Serena　thumped　her　frosted　pink　polished　toes　against　the　mattress；　
thinking。　Nah；　she　decided。　Besides　she　was　suspected　that　the　only　reason　Blair　was　so　hung　up　
on　Stan　5　was　because　she　thought　he　might　help　her　get　into　Yale。　

That's　the　problem　with　best　friends。　Sometimes　they　know　you　better　than　you　know　yourself。　


〃Hey；　let's　make　prank　calls！〃　Serena　cried；　desperate　to　change　the　subject。　She　sat　up　and　
grabbed　the　phone；　stabbing　giddily　at　the　keypad。　

〃Hello？　Concierge？　Could　you　please　send　a　plumber　to　room　448？　There's　a　terrible。。。　er。。。　
problem　with　the　toilet。　Get　what　I'm　saying？　Great。　Thank　you。〃　She　dialed　another　number。　〃Sir？　
Is　this　room　448？　Yes；　this　is　the　concierge。　I　just　wanted　to　let　you　know　that　male　escort　you　
ordered　is　on　his　way　up。〃　Then　she　dialed　one　of　the　suites　down　the　hall。　〃Daddy；　I　can't　sleep；〃　
she　said　in　a　baby　voice　〃Sing　me　a　song。〃　The　guy　on　the　other　end　started　singing　the　Raves　
song　〃ice　Cream〃。　He　sounded　exactly　like　Damian。　

Hmm；　wonder　why？　

〃Wow；　you're　really　good；〃　Serena　breathed　in　her　baby　voice。　〃I　love　you；　Daddy；'　she　cooed；　and　
then　hung　up。　She　turned　to　Blair。　〃Okay；　that　was　dumb。〃　

Blair　didn't　say　anything。　She　still　couldn't　believe　she　chickened　out　with　Stan　5。　It　was　only　a　
kiss；　and　it　wasn't　like　Nate　even　cared　who　she　kissed；　because　he　seemed　to　have　totally　
forgotten　about　her。　

All　of　a　sudden　there　was　a　knock　at　the　door。　

〃Shit！〃　Serena　squealed；　diving　under　the　covers。　〃It's　the　Concierge！〃　

Blair　tightened　the　belt　on　her　bathrobe　and　padded　over　to　the　door。　〃Who　is　it？〃　she　called　out；　
touching　the　door　with　her　nervous　fingertips。　

〃It's　me；〃　Nate's　voice　answered。　

Blair　jumped　backwards　as　if　she'd　been　electrocuted。　She　tugged　on　the　belt　of　the　bathrobe　again。　
〃Who？〃　she　demanded　irritably；　even　though　she　knew　perfectly　well　who　it　was。　

〃It's　me　Nate；〃　he　called　through　the　closed　door。　〃Can　I　e　in？〃　

〃Psst！〃　Serena　whispered　from　the　bed。　〃Pretend　I'm　Stan　5！〃　Blair　turned　around　to　find　Serena　
sprawled　facedown　on　the　bed　under　the　duvet；　her　long　legs　spread　wide；　her　hair　hidden　
discreetly　under　a　pillow；　and　her　rather　large　feet　sticking　out　at　the　end　of　the　bed。　She　totally　
passed　for　a　guy。　Even　the　rumpled　little　gray　skirt　on　the　floor　could　easily　have　been　a　pair　of　
boxers。　

Serena　lifted　her　had　and　grinned　devilishly。　Blair　giggled　and　waved　her　back　into　place。　Then　
she　opened　the　door；　but　only　about　four　inches。　〃Now's　not　really　a　good　time；〃　she　whispered　
mysteriously。　


Nate　looked　disheveled　and　tired。　In　fact；　she　was　pretty　sure　he　was　wearing　exactly　the　same　
faded　black　T…shirt　and　khakis　that　he'd　been　wearing　when　she'd　left　his　house　the　afternoon　
before；　and　his　hair　was　definitely　dirty；　because　ethere　was　no　gold　highlights　in　it。　It　just　looked　
brown。　Also；　there　was　dark　brown　crap　between　his　teeth；　like　brownie　crumbs。　

Pr　pre…chewed　Oreos。　

〃I　need　to　take　a　shower；〃　Nate　yawned。　

〃Well；　you　can't　do　it　here。〃　Blair　insisted。　She　readjusted　her　bathrobe　to　insinuate　she　was　naked　
underneath。　Then　she　took　a　step　backward　so　Nate　could　see　into　the　room。　〃I'm　busy。〃　

She　watched　as　Nate's　gaze　traveled　from　the　gold…and…white…painted　door　across　the　golden　beige　
carpet　to　the　bed。　Two　nights　ago　she　would　have　grabbed　him　by　the　scruff　of　the　neck　and　hurled　
him　on　top　of　the　covers　so　she　could　ravage　his　ridiculously　hot　body　and　he　could　ravage　hers；　
just　like　they'd　been　doing　since　she　decided　to　go　all　the　way。　But　he　hadn't　called　her　in　two　
whole　days　and　he　really　needed　to　brush　his　teeth。　He'd　missed　his　chance。　

From　beneath　the　covers；　Serena　did　her　best　imitation　of　a　studly　postsex　snore。　Blair　clenched　
her　teeth　to　keep　from　smiling。　Actually　she　didn't　much　feel　like　smiling。　She　was　too　pissed　off　
at　Nate。　

Nate　pressed　his　palms　against　his　cheeks　like　he　was　trying　to　hold　his　face　together。　He'd　been　
counting　on　staying　with　Blair　tonight　a）　because　she　was　in　a　hotel　suite　and　it　would　be　
awesome　to　take　a　nice　hot　shower；　and　have　lots　of　sex；　take　a　bubble　bath；　order　tons　of　room　
service；　and　watch　movies　until　they　fell　asleep　in　each　others　arms；　b）　because　he　really　didn't　
want　to　go　home　and　endure　the　wrath　of　Admiral　Archibald。　He'd　definitely　be　grounded；　which　
meant　he　wouldn't　be　bale　to　go　out　at　all　for　the　rest　of　his　life；　and　he'd　probably　never　see　Blair　
again；　and　c）　because　he　was　fooling　around　with　Lexie　he'd　realized　that　he　really　didn't　enjoy　
kissing　anyone　but　Blair　anymore。　

Well；　maybe　he　should　have　thought　of　that；　like；　yesterday。　

Serena　kicked　her　foot　and　bellowed　through　her　nose　like　a　sleeping　elephant。　

Who　the　fuck　is　that　anyway？　Nate　was　dying　to　ask；　but　the　thought　of　knowing　who　it　was　made　
him　press　his　hands　against　his　face　even　harder。　His　gaze　shifted　back　to　Blair；　who　looked　like　
she　was　bored　with　whatever　game　they　were　playing。　

〃I　was　on　the　boat；〃　he　started　to　explain。　〃I　lost　my　phone。〃　Then　he　realized　that　didn't　really　
explain　anything。　

Sometimes　it　just　sucks　to　be　you；　doesn't　it？　


〃Go　home；　Nate；〃　Blair　dismissed　him。　〃Your　parents　are　looking　for　you。〃　

Nate　let　go　of　his　face；　stuffed　his　hands　into　his　pockets　and　took　a　step　backwards　towards　the　
elevators。　Chocolate　Oreo　gunk　was　smeared　on　the　crotch　of　his　pants。　He　was　a　mess。　〃You　
haven't　heard　anything　from　Yale　yet；　have　you？〃　he　asked　in　a　lame　effort　to　find　some　mon　
ground。　

〃No；〃　she　responded　coldly。　

Nate　waited　for　her　to　say　something　more　but　she　didn't。　Instead；　Blair　stretched　her　arms　over　
her　head　and　yawned　lazily；　like　she'd　been　having　so　much　sex　with　the　big；　hot；　studly　man　in　
her　bed　she　couldn't　even　talk。　

〃Why　don't　you　e…mail　me　or　something？〃　she　told　Nate；　and　reached　for　the　door　handle。　

As　if　she　and　Nate　ever　municated　by　e…mail。　

When　you　saw　someone　naked　every　day　for　hours　after　school；　it　was　hardly　necessary　to　e…mail　
them。　

The　corners　of　Nate's　mouth　drooped　like　he　was　about　to　cry。　Blair　wasn't　breaking　up