快捷操作: 按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页 按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页 按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部! 如果本书没有阅读完，想下次继续接着阅读，可使用上方 "收藏到我的浏览器" 功能 和 "加入书签" 功能！

might　throw　up。　The　bright　silver　train　cars　were　momentarily　engulfed　in　a　white　cloud　of　
exhaust；　and　Serena　coughed；　one　hand　covering　her　mouth。　

Blair　dialed　Nate？s　number　for　the　bazillionth　time　and　sighed　as　it　rang　and　rang　and　then　went　
to　voice　mail。　？Nate；　it？s　me；？　she　snapped　into　the　phone。　？I？m　here　on　the　platform　at　Grand　
Central　。　。　。　waiting。Where　are　you？？　She　glanced　around　and　exhaled　heavily；　blowing　her　dark　


hair　off　her　now…sweaty　forehead。　？You　better　get　your　ass　here　intwo　seconds　or　you？ll　miss　the　
train！？　She　closed　her　cell　with　a　snap。Where　could　he　be？　

Serena？s　voice　broke　through　her　thoughts。　？Blair；　I？I　don？t　think　Nate？s　ing。？　Blair　
whipped　around　to　face　her。　？What　do　you　mean；not　ing　？　Why　not？？　Serena　looked　down；　
playing　with　the　ends　of　her　hair。　

Her　voice　was　small　and　slightly　muffled。　？Just　because　you　got　him　into　Yale　again　doesn？t　
mean　he　wants　to　go。？　She　lifted　her　head；　her　eyes　shining。　？The　truth　is；　Blair　。　。　。　the　truth　is；　I　
love　Nate　too。　And　he　knows。　Because　I　told　him。？　Uh…oh。　

Blair　opened　her　mouth　in　shock；　but　before　she　could　utter　one　venomous　word；　both　girls？　
phones　began　to　chirp　maniacally。　

Serena　pulled　her　phone　out？anything　to　avoid　Blair？s　angry　eyes。　The　screen　read；　ONE　NEW　
TEXT　MESSAGE。　She　opened　it。　

？It？s　from　Nate。？Blair　whispered；　holding　up　her　phone。　

？To　both　of　us。？　

Serena　looked　down　at　her　screen　and　read：　

B　AND　S？SAILING　AROUND　THE　WORLD。　I　LOVE　YOU　BOTH。　ALWAYS　HAVE。　
ALWAYS　WILL。　TAKE　CARE　OF　EACH　OTHER。　…N　

The　train　hissed　on　the　tracks。　Serena　bit　her　bottom　lip　and　looked　up　at　Blair？s　shocked　face。　
Nate　had　left？left　them　both。　He　loved　them；　but　he　didn？t　want　to　be　with　either　of　them。　Serena　
hugged　herself；　feeling　unsteady　on　her　feet。　Blair　looked　like　she　was　about　to　pass　out。　

And　then；　to　Serena？s　utter　surprise；　Blair　began　to　giggle；　small；　hiccupping；　hysterical　giggles。　
Serena　threw　her　arms　open　and　hugged　her　friend；　laughing　and　crying　at　the　same　time。　

？Oh；　Serena；？　Blair　gasped；　？Don？t　you　see？　It？sso　classic。　He　just　sailed　off　into　the　sunset　
without　even　saying　goodbye。？　As　much　as　she　wanted　her　own　life　to　be　like　an　old　
black…and…white　movie；　Nate？s　departure　was　far　more　cinematic　than　anything　she　could　have　
e　up　with。　

The　two　girls　clutched　each　other；　their　faces　wet　with　tears　as　passersby　on　the　platform　turned　
to　stare　and　whisper。　The　loudspeaker　above　their　heads　crackled　with　static；　and　then　a　booming　
voice　filled　the　underground　space。　

This　is　the　10　o？clock　to　New　Haven　stopping　at　Stamford；　Noroton　Heights；　Darien；　South　
Norwalk；　Norwalk；　Bridgeport；　Stratford；　Milford；　and　New　Haven。　Ten　o？clock　to　New　Haven。　


All　aboard！　

Blair　wiped　the　tears　from　her　cheeks　and　straightened　the　bottom　of　her　dress。　Nate　wasn？t　there；　
but　she　still　couldn？t　wait　to　get　on　that　train。　Serena　was　going　to　be　a　big　movie　star；　Nate　was　
off　sailing　around　the　world；　and　she　was　going　to　Yale？her　dream　since　she　was　a　little　girl。　And　
who　knew　what　might　happen　there？　Maybe　she？d　meet　some　gorgeous　lacrosse　player　with　
golden　blond　hair　and　glittering　green　eyes　who　wasn？t　a　total　flake。　

？？Bye。？　Serena　whispered　in　her　ear；　her　voice　giddy　with　emotion。　？Call　me？？　？Definitely。？　
Blair　boarded　the　train　on　her　own；　adjusting　her　white　pillbox　hat　and　black　Chanel　sunglasses。　
She　didn？t　know　what　Yale？or　the　future？would　hold；　but　she　couldn？t　find　wait　to　find　out。　

Serena　stepped　back　on　the　train　platform　as　the　doors　began　to　close。　But　before　they　shut　
entirely；　she　and　Blair　blew　each　other　kisses　one　last　time；　and　yelled　in　unison：　

？You　know　you　love　me！？　

==================================　
ABC　Amber　LIT　Converter　v2。02　
==================================　

Disclaimer：　All　the　real　names　of　places；　people；　and　events　have　been　altered　or　abbreviated　to　
protect　the　innocent。　Namely；　me。　

　hey　people！　

It？s　time　to　say　goodbye；　my　darlings；　because　at　this　point；　everyone　who？s　anyone　is　on　their　
way　to　college。　Except　for　those　of　us　who　have　the　good　sense　to　stay　right　here　in　old　NYC。　But　
if　you　find　yourself　feeling　left　behind；　don？t　be　sad。　There？salways　a　silver　lining。　Like　。　。　。　

（5）　Now　that　your　older　（probably　prettier　and　more　perfect）　best　friend　is　gone；　it？s　your　turn　to　
really　shine。　By　the　time　the　first　day　of　school　rolls　around；　you？ll　be　ruling　the　hallways　and　
wearing　that　imaginary　diamond…encrusted　tiara。　
（4）　No　one？s　here　to　scoff　at　your　new　back…to…school　look？so　go　for　it。　After　all；　this　ing　
school　year　will　probably　be　the　most　important　of　your　social　existence；　so　go　for　those　new；　
sex…kittenesque　bangs。　The　boys　will　e　barking？trust　me。　
（3）　You？re　finally　free　to　make　out　with　everyone　you？ve　ever　had　a　crush　on。　Senior　year　is　
basically　a　get…out…of…jail…free　card？like　Las　Vegas；　whatever　happens　during　senior　year　stays　
here；　so　its　okay　to　take　some　chances　and　flirt　your　tushy　off？you　never　know　what　might　happen　
if　you　do！　
（2）　The　city　is　now　yours？take　advantage。　Remember；　next　year　you　might　be　stuck　on　the　green；　

leafy　campuses　of　Yale　or　Princeton　with　nary　a　Barneys　or　Bergdorf？s　in　sight。　Time　to　explore　
the　limits　of　your　charge　card？as　if　you　need　the　reminder。　

（1）　And　the　number…one　reason　not　to　feel　sad　about　being　left　behind　is　。　。　。　things　are　not　going　
to　get　boring　around　here？not　if　I　have　anything　to　do　with　it。　Which；　of　course；　I　will。　
sightings　

D？s　momJ　at　the　Upper　West　Side　branch　of　the　New　York　Public　Library；　wearing　a　silk　kimono　
and　purple　fuzzy　slippers；　attempting　to　donate　the　bookHomoSensuality　while　insisting　it？s　
essential　to　any　great　library。B　on　the　train　looking　very　Audrey；　being　helped　with　her　bags　by　a　
hottie　in　a　Yale　T…shirt。S　walking　past　La　Goulue　on　Madison；　a　big　smile　on　her　face；　getting　
stopped　byeveryone　。D　at　a　rest　stop　in　Pennsylvania；　cooing　sweet　nothings　into　his　cell　phone　
while　drinking　entirely　too　much　black　coffee。V　strolling　through　the　NYU　campus　near　
Washington　Square　Park　in　the　early　afternoon；　manically　filming　everything。　Something　tells　me　
thatV　will　attempt　to　document　every　moment　of　her　college　existence。　Those　tapes　will　probably　
be　worth　a　fortune　someday。N　。　。　。　nowhere　in　sight。　And　finally；　three　new　sightings：　

AfterB　left　her　apartment　this　morning；　headed　for　Yale；　three　gorgeous　new　faces　arrived　for　a　
quickie　tour：　I　have　it　on　good　authority　they？re　theC　triplets；　set　to　move　intoB　？s　pad　any　day　
now。　There？s　blondA　；　looking　every　inch　the　Upper　East　Side　bombshell　sheisn？t　。　Her　adorable　
brother；O；　whose　chiseled　features　and　white…blond　hair　are　like　a　who？s　who　of　hotness。　And　
then　there？s　the　？ber　bohemian　chicB；　which　I？ve　heard　stands　for　？Baby。？　Her　real　name？or　just　
what　guys　call　out　to　her　on　the　street？　Because　yes；　she？s　really　that　beautiful。　

Well；　my　darlings；　that　kind　of　wraps　it　up　。　。　。　for　now。　If　you？re　wondering　why　I？m　so　chipper　
whenB；　S；　N；　D；　andV；　and　all　their　wild　friends　have　left；　it？s　because　it　looks　like　next　year　
might　be　even　more　fun　than　this　year；　and　I？m　not　going　anywhere。　That？s　right；　you　heard　me；　
I？m　here　to　stay。　Why　leave　when　there？s　going　to　beso　much　more　to　talk　about？　

Whatever　I　do；　you　know　you？llalways　love　me。　

　gossip　girl　

s　takes　the　wind　out　of　b？s　sail　

Blair？s　pretty　blue　eyes　narrowed；　catlike；　as　she　looked　at　Serena　in　her　cutoff　Sevens　skirt　and　
white　Imitation　of　Christ　tank。　The　light　poured　in　through　the　enormous　living　room　windows　
and　bounced　off　Serena？s　angelic　blond　wisps　of　hair。　She　looked　predictably；　infuriatingly　
stunning。　Even　though　it　was　obvious　that　Serena　hadn？t　put　any　effort　into　her　outfit；　she　was　as　
gorgeous　as　fucking　ever。　It　wouldn？t　matter　if　she　were　wearing　saggy…butt　shorts　and　a　stained　


wifebeater？she？d　probably　still　get　stopped　on　the　street　by　Patrick　Demarchelier　on　her　way　
home　and　get　put　on　the　cover　of　September？sVogue　。　It　wasn？t　fucking　fair。　

Yes；　but　look　who　has　the　boy；　honey。　

Blair　willed　herself　to　smile　and　maintain　her　posure　as　Serena　slithered　her　lithe　arms　
around　Nate？s　neck。　Wasn？t　it　bad　enough　that　Serena　had　planted　that　stupid；　three…page　love　
letter　in　Nate？s　car　when　she　couldobviously　see　that　Blair　and　Nate　were　totally　back　together？　
Did　she　have　to　show　up　in　Blair？s　living　room　the　second　they　got　back　to　the　city；　like　some　
scary　stalker？　

Or　like　your　best　friend？　

Blair　seethed；　watching　as　Serena　leaned　in　even　closer　to　Nate？s　body；　and　Nate　gripped　her　
tightly；　closing　his　eyes　like　he　was　reallyenjoying　it。　Serena　nestled　in　Nate？s　arms　like　she　
belonged　there；　like　she　hadalways　belonged　there。　Any　more　of　this　and　Blair　was　going　to　
scream。　She　shifted　from　one　foot　to　another；　angrily　twirling　her　ruby　ring　around　her　finger　and　
silently　shouting　at　them　to　let　go　of　one　another　and　notice　her　standing　there。　

？Blair；　honey！？　Blair　whipped　around　as　her　mother　practically　pounced　on　her；　while　a　skinny；　
bored…looking　bleached…blond　woman　stood　behind　her　scribbling　in　a　fuchsia　leather　organizer。　
Eleanor　wrapped　her　arms　around　Blair；　enveloping　her　in　a　cloud　of　Chanel　No。　5。　Blair　squeezed　
her　eyes　shut　tight　and　dug　her　short　buffed　fingernails　into　the　palms　of　her　hands；　tolerating　the　
embrace。　？Wele　home！？　Eleanor　finally　stepped　back　and　gestured　to　the　blond　woman；　who　
had　now　taken　a　seat　on　the　couch。　？Ooh；　and　I？m　so　glad　you　get　to　meet　my　new　friend；　Davita　
Fjorde！？　Blair　offered　the　orange…lipstick…wearing　blond　woman　a　limp　hand；　all　the　while　looking　
over　her　shoulder　as　Nate　laughed　at　one　of　Serena？s　annoying　little　jokes。　

？Charmed；　Blair；？　Davita　drawled；　tapping　one　pewter…colored　Jimmy　Choo　slingback　against　
the　caramel…and…burgundy　Bokhara　rug。　She　didn？t　seem　to　have　any　patience　for　family　
reunions。Well；　good。　Neither　did　Blair。　

？Now；　Blair；？　Eleanor　began；　speaking　rapidly？the　way　she　always　did　when　she　was　worried　
about　something；　sweat　breaking　out　in　small；　jewel…like　beads　on　her　brow。　She　practically　
pushed　Blair　onto　the　sofa。　？Davita　is　here　because　。　。　。　because　。　。　。　well；　I？m　glad　you？re　sitting　
down；　because　I　have　big；　big；　big　news！？　Blairreally　didn？t　like　the　sound　of　that？what　could　be　
bigger　than　Serena　manhandling　Nate　right　in　front　of　her？　They　had　finally　stopped　hugging；　but　
were　now　paired　off　in　the　corner　of　the　room；　whispering。　Serena？s　delicate；　bell…like　laugh　
grated　in　Blair？s　ears　like　the　whine　of　a　chainsaw。　

？I？ve　invited　Davita　and　Serena　to　help　plan　a　going…away　party　for　you　and　Aaron　at　the　Met　the　
night　before　you　leave　for　college！？　Eleanor　grabbed　Blair？s　arm；　squeezing　tight　with　excitement；　
her　eyes　glassy　and　bright。　？That？s　just　nine　days　away！？　Davita　grabbed　a　clipboard　from　off　the　
coffee　table。　？Let？s　see　。　。　。　so　far　we？ve　got　fabulous　gift　bags　full　of　Kiehls　and　Fr？d？ric　Fekkai　


products；　and　of　course　flower　arrangements　by　Robert　Isabell？I　was　thinking　stargazer　and　
Casablanca　lilies；　but　that　may　be　too　bridey　for　your　taste　。　。　。　truffles　from　La　Maison　du　
Chocolat；　a　tower　of　cupcakes　from　Magnolia　Bakery。　And　I　thought　it　might　be　really　cute　to　run　
a　red　carpet　outside　and　down　those　fabulous　Met　steps。　。　。　。　Blair？　What　doyou　think？？　Davita　
frowned；　her　leathery　skin　crinkling。　Her　face　looked　like　it　was　about　to　peel　off　in　layers；　like　a　
withered　onion。　

Blair　couldn？t　concentrate。　She　continued　to　stare　at　Serena　and　Nate；　willing　Nate　to　turn　
around　and　notice　her。Hello！　Remember　me？　Your　girlfriend？　The　girl　you　just　spent　a　month　
alone　with　on　a　boat　in　the　middle　of　the　Atlantic？　The　girl　you　said　you　loved　about　eighty　
thousand　times？　What　the　fucking　fuck　was　going　on？　

？。　。　。　and　it？s　all　for　you；　sweetie！　Well；　you　and　Aaron　and　。　。　。　the　rest　of　the　family　too！　
Because　。　。　。　we？re　moving　to　Los　Angeles！？　Blair？s　head　whipped　around　to　face　her　
mother。？What？？　She　suddenly　felt　like　she　was　choking。　？What　are　youtalking　about？？　Eleanor？s　
smile　wavered　for　a　moment　and　she　reached　up；　patting　her　sleek；　golden