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All　I　want　is　　EVERYTHING！

VOLUME　3

Cecily　von　Ziegesar
。　。　。　。　

Warning：　all　the　real　names　of　places；　people　and　events　were　curtailed　to　protect　the　

innocent。　I　mean；　I　do。　

Hi；　guys！　


Christmas　in　New　York　is　truly　magical；　especially　in　the　uptown。　The　air　smells　like　snow　

falling；　the　wood　burning　and　assando　cakes。　From　our　roof；　the　Central　Park　looks　like　an　

enchanted　kingdom　of　silver；　the　ParkAvenue　is　a　parade　of　lights；　Christmas　tree　and　the　

size　of　Rockefeller　Center　seems　to　promise　that　this　Christmas　will　be　the　most　wonderful　

of　all　…　though　most　of　us　will　be　drinking　champagne　to　understand　others。　Along　the　Fifth　

Avenue；　all　the　shop　windows　of　department　stores　are　decorated　for　the　holidays　and　all　the　

girls　who　go　out　for　shopping　use　of　Cashmere　coats　beautiful　azure　Marc　Jacobs　who　bought　

in　October　and　barely　saw　the　time　of　use。　And　the　night　leaving　all　to　enjoy；　enjoy；　enjoy。　

Nothing　to　study　for　exams　in　mid…year　and　nothing　of　those　last…minute　attempts　to　get　to　

college　and　nothing　to　help　mom　to　buy　gifts　for　the　employed；　the　cooks；　drivers　and　girls　

of　the　laundry。　Get　your　black　satin　dress　drapeado　of　Prada；　the　shoes　of　needle　jump　of　

pure　acrylic　Christian　Louboutin；　the　Hermes　Birkin　bag　orange；　the　more　expensive　lindinho　

that　know　and　follow　me！　
Flagra
D　and　V　lips　glued　to　the　pier　in　the　79th　It　is　tragic　half　the　time　it　took　to　realize　

that　they　are　loved。　N　J　to　buying　red　roses　…　and　do　not　think　he　has　a　soft　heart　that　

beautiful　body　Chapad？o。　B　and　S　to　Bendel's　going　to　get　dressed　for　the　prom　night　of　

Black…and…White。　Knew　Flow　…　former　model　and　now　beautiful　singer　and　guitarist；　whose　

band；　the　45；　just　won　the　MTV　Music　Award　for　best　album　for　his　disc　of　debut；　Komunik8　…　

will　do　the　honor　to　announce　how　much　money　raised。　The　ball　is　in　favor　of　Be　Kind；　a　

group　that　argues　for　the　rights　of　animals；　of　which　Flow　is　the　spokesman。　But　who　calls　

it？　We　all　know　that　only　e　on　to　take　a　look　at　his　perfect　face。　See　you　there！　

Do　they　really　are　friends　now？　

That's　right：　If　B　decided　to　resume　the　friendship；　and　was　not　about　time。　I　mean；　how　

long　you　can　stay　angry　with　someone　who　took　bath　in　primary　school？　
B　may　not　be　as　lean　or　too　blond　or　too　〃experienced〃　as　S；　but　that　does　not　mean　that　you　

must　hate　it。　ES　never　be　so　dishonest　or　so　ensimesmada　as　B；　but　that　does　not　mean　that　

you　have　to　be　afraid　of　it。　So　the　two　decided　to　leave　the　differences　aside　and　be　nice　

to　each　other；　at　least　for　now。　The　question　is；　now　they　e　back；　what　kind　of　crazy　

crap　they　will　finish？　
They　may　believe；　be　the　first　to　discover　and　you　will　know　soon　after。　I'm　not　exactly　

good　at　keeping　secrets。

For　you　who　love　me；　
gossip　girl　
the　dance　the　dance　
…　If　it　were；　like　so；　some　fifteen　centimeters　higher；　he　could　support　the　chin　in　her　lap　

…　Blair　Waldorf　as　noted　by　the　ex…boyfriend；　Nate　Archibald；　dancing　with　Jenny　Humphrey；　a　

student　of　eighth　grade　and　short　peitudona　that　Nate　was　the　reason　for　inexplicably　jilt　

Blair　a　few　weeks　before。　…　But　then　he　would　have　trouble　breathing。　
Fortunately；　Blair　had　waived　the　dinner　that　night；　otherwise　it　would　have　gone　straight　

to　the　bathroom　to　vomit　of　women　sick。　
Serena　van　der　Woodsen；　the　oldest　and　newest　friend　of　Blair；　said　the　hair　swinging　clear。
…　I　understand　…　she　said。　…　I　have　nothing　against　Jenny；　but　always　thought　you　and　Nate　

were　so　kind；　the　perfect　couple。　You　were　fully　intended　to　spend　the　rest　of　their　lives　

together。　
Serena　said　it　was　strange　to　hear　that。　After　all；　she　and　Nate　had　lost　their　virginity　

together；　without　the　knowledge　of　Blair；　when　they　finished　the　eighth　grade。　If　two　people　

were　destined　to　one　another；　but　they　could　be。　But；　as　in　any　relationship　where　Serena　

has　been　involved；　with　its　farrinha　Nate　was　just　a　quick　fied。　Blair　and　Nate　were　serious　

thing。　And　they　were　always　a　presence；　as　reliable　as　the　doorman　in　the　lobby　of　the　

building　at　Fifth　Avenue　Serena　…　which　was　impossible　to　imagine　how　the　future　would　be　

without　them　as　spouses。　Because　of　them；　Serena　would　be　felt　as　part　of　a　relationship
seriously；　and　it　was　daunting　to　see　how　things　had　been　bad。　
Blair　sofregamente　drank　of　his　cup　of　Cristal　champagne。　The　two　girls　were　sitting　alone　

at　a　round　table　and　large；　covered　with　a　towel　taffeta　black　and　white　muslin；　the　opulent　

ballroom　of　the　Hotel　St。　Claire；　
ballroom　where　the　annual　Black…and…White　was　good　bunch。　Girls　take　the　fall…to…long　and　

black　of　Versace　and　Dolce　&　Gabbana；　with　white　plumes　in　the　hair；　danced　with　boys　in　

scintillant　smokings　black　and　white　Tom　Ford　for　Gucci；　and　a　giant　ball　made　of　black　and　

white　roses　hung　from　ceiling。　Blair　had　a　strong　déjà　vu。　
Her　mother　had　married　a　month　before　with　a　Mané；　suarento　named　Cyrus　Rose；　fat　and　

receipt　of　the　marriage　happened　in　that　room。　The　marriage　also　occurred　on　the　anniversary　

of　17　years　of　Blair；　the　day　she　planned　to　go　to　the　end　with　Nate。　She　spent　hours　if　

store　and　tested　repeatedly　in　the　head　every　moment　of　it。　But　then　she　was　hampered　by　

Nate　is　holding　with　that　little　girl　in　the　lobby　of　the　hotel　and　realized　that　in　the　

end；　no　matter　how　nice　you　were　on　your　bridesmaid　dress　from　Chloé　brown；　or　how　her　hair　

was　theater；　or　the　height　of　jumps　of　her　Manolo　Blahnik　stiletto；　Nate
was　busy　apalpando　the　breasts　of　that　balloon　head　felpuda　of　14　years　to　realize　

something。
It　was　the　worst　birthday　that　Blair　has。　But　she　would　not　be　hammering　it。　It　was　not　that　

type。　
Oh；　yeah；　okay　then。　
…　I　believe　more　in　fate　…　she　said　to　Serena；　lowering　the　crystal　flute　with　a　thud　on　the　

table　and　almost　breaking　the　rod。　Blair　spent　the　fingers　in　the　long　dark…brown　hair　that　

had　been　trimmed　by　Antoine　that　day；　his　new　favorite　hairdresser　Elizabeth　Arden　Red　Door　

Salon。　
Serena　laughed　and　goggle　blue。　
…　So；　how　do　you　always　said　that　their　destination　was　Yale？　
…　This　is　different　…　Blair　insisted。　
Blair's　father　had　gone　to　Yale　and　Blair　always　dreamed　to　go　there　too。　She　was　the　first　

of　the　class　in　Constance　Billard　and　extracurricular　activities　was　leaving　the　cover；　then　

try　the　early　admission　seemed　an　obvious　choice。　But　during　the　interview；　she　collapsed　

and　Blair　became　the　Queen　of　Drama　at　the　Cinema。　Told　the　interviewer　a　touching　story　of　

how　her　mother　had　been　divorced　from　her　father　was　gay　and　about　to　marry　a　man　she　barely　

knew；　and　was　dying　to　get　into　college　and　start　a　whole　new　life。　And　then　she　kissed　the　

interviewer　…　in　fact；　was　tiptoe　and　kissed　on　the　cheek　
haggard　and　Erica　hair！　
Blair　has　always　imagined　the　heroine　of　a　movie　black　and　white　of　the　1950s；　with　Audrey　

Hepburn　style；　his　idol。　That　time　had　been　his　ruin。　Now　she　was　required　to　apply　for　

regular　admission　to　Yale　with　all　others；　and　came　to　talk　with　his　father　to　donate　a　

study　program　to　Yalena　France　as　a　way　to　give　a　forcinha　for　her。　But　their　chances　to　get　

in　there　still　were；　
at　most；　skinny　ones。　
Blair　took　a　bottle　of　Cristal　in　the　bucket　of　silver　in　the　middle　of　the　table　and　filled　

the　cup。　
…　Destination　is　for　manés　…　she　said。　…　Just　a　silly　excuse　to　let　things　happen　rather　

than　destroy　them　to　happen。　
If　at　least　she　knew　exactly　how　to　make　things　she　wanted　the　case　even　without　pletely　

screw　with　them。　
The　attention　of　Serena　was　shorter　than　that　of　a　newborn　puppy　and　elajá　was　too　drunk　to　

have　a　serious　talk。　
…　No　more　going　falardo　future；　okay？　…　She　lit　a　cigarette　and　blew　the　smoke　in　the　air　

above　the　head　of　Blair。Sabe　that　is；　that　blond　guy　who　is　talking　to　you　is　seeing　oAaron　

total　there　are　about　ten　minutes。　…　She　covered　the　mouth　with　long；　slender　fingers　and　

laughed。　…　Epa。　Here　they　e。　
Blair　has　turned　and　with　his　half…brother　of　vegetarian　skytech；　Aaron　Rose；　and　a　guy　with　

very　high　spindly　blond　hair　and　brown　eyes；　clear；　wearing　an　Armani　tux　wonderfully　

well…done；　going　to　table　them。　The　boy　beat　her　fingers　nervously　superpridas　legs　and　

look　at　Christian　Dior　black　shoes　and　bright　as　if　you　were　worried　about　tripping　on　them　

or　
something。　Behind　the　two　boys；　the　dance　floor　inchava　of　beautiful　girls　and　boys　

beautifully　dressed　adorably　elegant；　in　the　arms　of　a　neck　of　another；　with　a　rocking　music　

of　Beck。　
…　Say　something　legal　for　Blair　…　the　Aaron　said　Serena。　…　She　is　estressando　with　the　

future。
Blair　goggle。　
…　Who　is　not？　
The　lips　thin　and　red　of　Aaron　has　now　down　a　mug　of　who　apologizes。　He；　Blair　and　Serena　

had　e　to　the　dance　together；　and　since　they　arrived；　Aaron　left　the　two　girls　drinking　

and　smoking　cigarettes　while　he　would　find　friends。　But　Blair　went　anxious　middle　and　

sentimental　lately　with　the　marriage　of　the　parents；　the　interview　at　Yale　repulsive　and　

everything。　She　needed　all　the　moral　support　he　could　get。　
…　Sorry。　I　have　been　a　good　panion。　Want　to　dance　or　something？　
Blair　ignored　the。　She　was　with　the　guy　who　wanted　to　dance？　She　looked　at　the　tall；　blond　

friend　of　Aaron。　
…　Who　are　you？　
The　poll　gave　a　giggle。　His　teeth　were　even　more　than　the　white　shirt。　
…　I'm　Miles。　Miles　Ingram。　
Son　of　Danny　Ingram；　owner　of　the　famous　restaurants　and　clubs；　owner　of　the　fashionable　

places　such　as　Gorgona　Trixie　in　New　York　and　in　Los　Angeles；　to　name　a　few。　
…　He　is　my　colleague　in　the　class　Bronxdale　…　Aaron　added。　…　We　are　building　a　band。　Miles　

plays　drums。　
Blair　bebericou　the　champagne；　hoping　they　would　say　something　that　was　not　pletely　

boring。　
Miles　gave　a　giggle　and　monkfish　Blair　to　the　fingers　on　the　back　of　an　empty　chair。　
…　You　are　more　beautiful　than　I　thought　…　he　said。　
He　was　cute；　but　fingers　batucantes　that　business　could　be　seriously　annoying。　
Blair　did　not　return　the　smile。　She　took　a　drink。　Aaron　Miles　probably　said　it　was　a　total　

witch；　and　he　hoped　that　she　had　warts　on　the　nose　and　a　broom　in　the　ass。　
Not　exactly。　Aaron　did　not　like　to　talk　about　his　new　half…sister　because　I　wanted　to　save　

it　for　yourself。　But　do　not　pull　the　network　yet　…　we　will　get　there　later。　
Aaron　pushed　the　skytech　behind　the　ears。　
…　And　this　is　Serena　…　he　said　to　Miles。　Miles　has　only　a　quick　peek　at　the　perfectly　

chiselled　face；　the　deep　blue　eyes；　long　and　thin　in　the　body　and　the　great　black　Gucci　

dress　for　Serena。　His　eyes　fell　on　it　for　a　moment　…　it　was　hard　not　to　fall…；　before　

turning　to　Aaron。　
…　How　weird。　You　have　not　told　me　that　Blair　was　so　beautiful。　
Aaron　has　to　shoulder　and　seemed　unfortable。　
…　Sorry。　
Blair　and　Serena　kindled　new　cigarettes；　still　hoping　that　something　crazy　happened。　

Considering　the　observation　that　Blair　had　just　done　on　the　destination；　was　to　make　them　

happen。　
Aaron　pigarreou。　
…　Are　you　sure　you　do　not　want　to　dance？　…　Asked　him　to　Blair　again。　
Blair　realized　that　he　was　wearing　tie…butterfly　
and　that　the　tuxedo　shirt　was　unbuttoned　and　unfolded　
the　collar。　Apparently；　he　was　saying　
something。　She　gave　a　long　shot　in　the　cigarette　and　blew　the　
smoke　in　his　face。

…　No；　thanks。　
The　music　of　Beck　ended　and　people　returned　to　flocks　to　the　tables　to　get　drunk　more。　
…　My　feet　are　dying！　…　Gemeu　Kati　Farkas；　throwing　themselves　into　a　chair　in　front　of　Blair　

and　making　shoes。　
…　My　already…dead　echoed　Isabel　Coates；　sinking　in　the　chair　beside　her。　
In　the　last　two　years；　while　Serena　was　in　Hanover　Academy　in　New　Hampshire；　Isabel　and　Kati　

had　dressed　in　Blair。　They　bought　the　Sephora　makeup　together；　drank　cappuccino　at　Le　

Canardjuntas　and；　yes；　they　even　went　to　banheirojuntas。　Blair　dominated　the　social　scene。　

Then；　when　both　were　with　her；　they　felt　almost　famous；　using　the　red　carpet　everywhere。　But　

shortly　before　the　Day　of　the　Discovery　of　America；　Serena　was　expelled　from　school　and　

reappeared　in　the　city　to　steal　from　both　Blair　and　Kati　and　Isabel　returned　to　the　old　and