《gossip girl 8 英文》

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noticed that Blair?the girl he was supposed spend the rest of his life with but had fucked over only 
last week by fooling around with Serena on senior cut day?was standing only twenty feet away; 
glaring at him。 

After walking in on Nate and Serena; Blair had sworn to herself that she would not freak out at 
the sight of them; grab the nearest sharp or heavy object; and hurl it at their heads; 
shouting; ?Cheating; horny fuckheads!? But she couldn?t help feeling more than a little pissed off 
by how good they looked together。 The natural highlights in Nate?s hair were exactly the same 
pale gold color as Serena?s hair; and they both had the same healthy; sun…drenched glow; as if 
they?d spent hours together on a blanket in Sheep Meadow; kissing and getting tan。 Serena was 
wearing one of Nate?s weather…beaten navy blue short…sleeved polo shirts; its collar faded and the 
hem frayed; and Nate?s cheeks sparkled a little in the bright ballroom light from the glitter in 
Serena?s pale pink Vincent Longo lip gloss。 

Which might have been cute in other circumstances but was definitelynot cute right now。 

Still; there was something amiss in their togetherness。 Nate looked thin and depressed; and 
Serena looked distracted and spacier than usual。 Blair satisfied herself with the notion that they 
were definitely not happy。 Nate was probably always too stoned to pay attention to Serena in the 
way that she passive…aggressively demanded。 And Serena probably forgot to call Nate all the time。 
He pretended not to like constant calling; but he secretly needed it the way only children always 
need to be reminded that they are the center of the universe。 With a private; smug smile; Blair 
went back to the rack of Ghost dresses she?d been sorting through in a halfhearted attempt to find 
something original and irresistible to wear for Constance Billard?s graduation ceremony; which 
was only two weeks away。 

Exactly。 Why waste energy on hating them when there were more important matters to attend to; 
like buying a dress? 

Serena pulled off the hat she was wearing and tried on a black silk one with tiny faux pearls 
stitched all over it and a cropped black mesh just…over…the…eyes veil。 She pursed her glossy lips at 
the mirror and decided she looked like Madonna inEvita ; or some mobster?s trophy wife。 That 
was one of the things she loved about acting so much。 She could bat her thick…lashed; deep blue 


eyes at the audience from behind a veil and suddenly she was a tragic figure badly in need of a 
little TLC or; at the very least; a stiff cocktail。 

This particular hat was very dramatic; which was exactly the way she?d been feeling lately。 Not 
depressed dramatic; or ecstatic dramatic; but behaving…in…a…way…that…wasn?t…exactly herself 
dramatic。 She stole a sidelong glance at Blair; who was fervently flicking through a rack of dresses; 
refusing to even acknowledge Serena?s presence。 Serena exchanged the black hat for a hideous 
thick purple velvet headband with fake fruit and leaves sewn all over it。 If only Blair would look 
her way; Serena knew she?d pee her pants with amusement。 But Blair kept her back turned。 Serena 
sighed。 Only a week ago they?d been best friends again。 Now this。 She and Nate were together; 
and Blair wasn?t speaking to them。 

Hooking up in the bathroom at Isabel?s party had been a total accident; and if Blair hadn?t 
caught them; they probably would have left it at that。 But it would have been just plain cruel to 
hook up in front of her and then not try to make it mean something。 Though she and Nate had 
never actually discussed it; they both cared about Blair too much not to stay together so she 
wouldn?t think it was just some random; horny hookup between two beautiful; self…centered 
people who couldn?t control themselves。 

Which; of course; it was。 

Besides; it wasn?t like being together was hard。 They were both gorgeous; they loved each 
other?always had?and Serena?s Fifth Avenue penthouse was only four blocks away from Nate?s 
town house between Park and Lexington。 Plus; all they really ever did was fool around because a) 
they?d known each other since they were toddlers; so there wasn?t anything new to know; and b) 
even though Serena would have been happy to; they couldn?t go all the way because Nate seemed 
to be having a problem lately。? 

Oh?And what sort of ?problem? might that be? 

?Hey; Serena;? Isabel called over from the Stella McCartney rack。 ?I heard you got nominated 
for senior speaker by Mr。 Beckham。? 

Serena propped the purple…fruited headband back on its hook。 ?Really?? she responded with 
genuine amazement。 Mr。 Beckham was Constance Billard?s film teacher。 She had stopped taking 
film in ninth grade and hadn?t even been at Constance the next two years。 She?d been up at 
Hanover Academy; in New Hampshire?until she kind of missed the first few weeks of senior year 
and they wouldn?t take her back。 Why would Mr。 Beckham; of all people; nominate her for senior 
speaker?

 Good question。 

?So; are you going to do it?? Isabel persisted。 


Serena tried to imagine herself standing at the podium in Brick Church on Park Avenue; 
addressing her class; dressed in their pristine white dresses and white gloves。Oh; the places you?ll 
go。 Our future?s so bright; we?re going to have to wear shades ; etc。 She might have liked acting 
and modeling; but inspirational speaking wasn?t exactly her thing。 Surely one of her other 
classmates would be way more into it。 

?Maybe;? she replied; nonmittally。 

You bitch; Blair thought; her ears aching from eavesdropping。 Ever since the infamous bathtub 
incident at Isabel?s party; Blair had been obsessively determined to surprise everyone by rising 
above Serena and Nate?s stupid; hurtful behavior; making it look like she really couldn?t give a 
damn; and end the school year as the girl everyone most admired。 

Not that she wasn?t already the girl everyone most admired。 She?d always had the best clothes; 
best bags; best fingernails; coolest hair; and by far the best shoes。 But this time she wanted to be 
admired for her courage; independence; and intelligence。 And being senior speaker at graduation 
was definitely part of that package。 Right now Vanessa Abrams; Blair?s unlikely; shaven…headed; 
black…wearing roommate; was back at Constance nominating Blair for senior speaker。 But as usual; 
that sneaky bitch Serena had to go and fucking copy her。 

The tricky part of it was; no one actually campaigned to be senior speaker。 And usually there 
wasn?t even a vote; because usually only one person got nominated。 Being senior speaker was 
one of those things that justhappened ?another mysterious Constance Billard tradition that no one 
ever quite understood。 Things were bound to get a little interesting now that two girls were about 
to be nominated。 

Especially these two。 

Serena understood instantly that Blair would think that she actually wanted to be senior speaker; 
which was totally not the case。 But how could she defend herself when Blair wouldn?t even look 
at her? Unable to resist; she pointed at the goth…wears…white Morgane Le Fay dress in Blair?s 
hands。 ?Oh my God; that would look so amazing on Vanessa。 That?s who it?s for; right?? she 
asked with a bright smile。 

Oh; so you think it?s okay to talk to me?Blair thought。Wrong 。 Unable to muster a succinct 
spoken reply; Blair shrugged and carried the dress over to the makeshift register set up on a 
banquet table near the door; paying for it with one of her three platinum credit cards; which were 
paid off by her mother?s accountant; Ralph。 

This isn?t going to be easy; Serena thought with a theatrical sigh。 ?I?m not in the mood to buy 
anything anyway;? she added out loud and glanced around for Nate。 Fighting with Blair was 
always so exhausting。 Especially when it involved being madly in love with Nate Archibald。 

Or at least; pretending to be。 


A funny thing happened at the yale club 

?So good to have you with us; Miss Waldorf;? the Yale Club?s uptight concierge greeted her。 ?If 
you?ll just follow me; Dominick will tend to your luggage。? 

?Thank you;? Blair replied 
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