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she　was　at　a　basketball　game　and　her　team　had　just　scored。　She　waited　for　the　members　of　the　
group　to　punch　the　air　with　their　fists　and　whoop　along　with　her；　but　they　just　stared　at　her　
blankly。　？All　right。　Good。　Now　I　want　you　all　to　pair　up。　We？re　going　to　do　a　little　exercise　I　like　
to　call　？Go　to　hell；　demon！？　One　of　you　is　going　to　be　the　thing　you　just　named；　the　thing　you？re　
trying　to　break　away　from。　I　want　the　other　person　to　stand　in　your　face　and　tell　that　demon　where　
to　go。　Tell　it　anything　you　want；　but　do　it　withfeeling　。　Make　itreal　。　Okay；　go　ahead；　pair　up。　
There？s　only　seven　of　us；　so　someone　will　have　to　pair　with　me。？　

Hannah　raised　her　hand。　？Wait。　Are　we　talking　totheir　demon　or　our　own　demon？？　

？Yourdemon；？　Jackie　clarified。　？This　is　going　to　help　you　exorcise　it！？　

Blair　waited　for　Nate　to　walk　over　to　her；　but　before　he　even　had　a　chance　the　pale　bitch　in　the　
totally　inappropriate　orange　satin　short　shorts　minced　up　to　him　and　took　his　hand。　？Be　my　
partner？？　Blair　heard　her　whine。　Everyone　else　had　already　paired　up；　so　Blair　was　stuck　with　
Jackie。　

？All　right；　Blair！？　Jackie　screeched　at　her。　She　was　wearing　clumpy　brown　mascara　and　her　eyes　
were　toad　brown。　？Let？s　tell　that　demon　where　to　go！？　

Suddenly　Blair　wondered　if　rehab　was　really　the　right　place　for　her。　？I　have　to　go　to　the　
bathroom；？　she　announced。　Hopefully　the　exercise　would　be　over　when　she　got　back；　and　she　
might　be　able　to　snag　a　seat　next　to　Nate　before　they　all　sat　down　again。　

Jackie　eyed　her　suspiciously。　？Okay；　but　make　it　quick。　And　let　me　remind　you　that　all　the　
restrooms　are　monitored。？　

Blair　rolled　her　eyes　as　she　pushed　open　the　door　and　walked　across　the　hall　to　the　ladies？　room。　
She　washed　her　hands　and　reapplied　her　lip　gloss；　pulling　open　her　dress　and　flashing　the　mirrors　
with　her　bare　chest；　just　to　give　whoever　was　watching　a　cheap　thrill。　Then　she　walked　back　across　
the　hall　and　peeked　in　the　door　again；　checking　to　see　if　they？d　finished　the　exercise。　

Nate　and　that　Miu　Miu　short　shorts？clad　slut　Georgie　were　standing　near　the　door。　She　had　her　
hands　on　Nate？s　shoulders　and　their　faces　were　only　inches　apart。　

？I？ve　been　thinking　of　a　way　to　thank　you　for　the　roses；？　Blair　thought　she　heard　Short　Shorts　
whisper。　？I　want　to　give　you　a　pony　ride。？　


She　wasn？t　talking　to　her　demon；　Blair　realized。　She　was　talking　toNate　。　

Blair　waited　for　Nate　to　express　his　horror　and　disgust　at　what　Short　Shorts　was　saying；　but　all　he　
did　was　grin　at　her　with　his　tongue　lolling；　like　he　couldn？t　wait　to　hear　more。　

？I？m　going　to　cover　you　with？？　Blair　didn？t　wait　to　hear　the　rest　of　Georgie？s　sentence。　It　was　
pretty　obvious　why　Nate　liked　rehab　so　much　and　why　he　was　so　into　reforming　all　of　a　sudden。　
She　backed　out　the　door　and　into　the　hall；　pulling　her　cell　phone　out　of　her　purse　to　call　her　mom。　
A　car　was　supposed　to　e　and　get　her　in　two　hours　to　drive　her　back　to　the　city；　but　no　way　was　
she　waiting　that　long。　Rehab　was　nothing　like　a　spa；　it　was　just　another　classroom　full　of　pathetic　
losers　who　needed　to　get　a　life。　

？You　can？t　use　that　in　here；　miss！？　an　aide　shouted　at　her　in　the　hallway。　Blair　glared　at　her　and　
marched　down　the　hall　and　into　the　lobby。　One　of　the　receptionists　was　reading　a　newspaper　with　
a　full…page　color　ad　for　Serena？s　Tears　on　the　back。　

Suddenly　something　occurred　to　Blair。　She？d　never　really　thought　about　it　before　but　Serena　van　
der　Woodsen？her　supposed　best　friend？was　the　absolute　queen　of　ebacks。　This　past　fall　Serena　
had　been　kicked　out　of　boarding　school　and　had　e　home　to　the　city；　her　reputation　so　smeared　
only　the　most　desperate　wanna…bes　would　talk　to　her。　But　in　a　series　of　show…stealing　cameos　
Serena　had　won　everyone　back；　Blair　included；　and　now　she　was　the　star　of　a　fucking　international　
perfume　ad　campaign。　If　anyone　could　help　Blair　shimmy　her　way　back　to　the　top　and　make　
everyone　fall　in　love　with　her　again；　Serena　could。　

Blair　pushed　open　the　glass　doors　of　the　rehab　clinic　and　stood　at　the　top　of　the　marble　steps；　
gasping　in　the　cold。　Quickly；　she　punched　Serena？s　number　into　her　cell　phone。　

？Blair？？　Serena　shouted；　her　phone　cutting　in　and　out。　？I　thought　you　were　mad　at　me。？　She　
coughed　loudly。　？God；　am　I　sick。？　

？Where　are　you？？　Blair　demanded　in　response。　？Are　you　in　a　cab？？　

？Right；？　Serena　answered。　？I？m　going　to　a　movie　premiere　with　some　people　I　met　at　the　
perfume　shoot。　Want　to　e？？　

？I　can？t；？　Blair　answered。　？Serena；　I　need　you　to　e　get　me。　Tell　the　cab　to　take　I…95　up　to　
Greenwich。　Exit　3。　There？s　this　place　called　Breakaway　on　Lake　Avenue。　Get　him　to　stop　and　ask　
someone　if　he　can？t　find　it。　Okay？？　

？Greenwich？　But　that？s　going　to　cost　like　a　hundred　bucks！？　Serena　argued。　？What？s　going　on；　
Blair？　Why　are　you　in　Greenwich？　This　doesn？t　have　anything　to　do　with　that　old　guy　I　saw　you　
with　the　other　night；　does　it？？　


？I？ll　pay　you　back；？　Blair　interrupted　impatiently。　？I？ll　tell　you　all　about　it　when　you　get　here。　
Will　you　do　it；　S？？　she　asked；　using　the　endearment　she　hadn？t　used　since　they　were　little。　

Serena　hesitated；　but　Blair　could　tell　she　was　intrigued　by　the　idea　of　an　adventure　with　her　old　
friend。　The　phone　crackled　as　she　heard　Serena　give　the　driver　directions。　

？I　have　to　hang　up　because　my　phone　is　running　out　of　juice；？　Serena　yelled。　？I？ll　be　there　soon；　
Blair；　okay？　Oh；　and　by　the　way；　Aaron　and　I　broke　up。？　

Blair　sucked　cold　air　in　through　her　nostrils；　her　freshly　glossed　lips　turning　up　in　a　smug　smile　
as　she　absorbed　the　information。　？We？ll　talk　about　it　when　you　get　here。？　Clicking　off；　she　sat　
down　on　the　cold；　hard　steps　and　buttoned　up　her　sky　blue　cashmere　toggle　coat；　pulling　the　hood　
up　over　her　head　before　firing　up　a　Merit　Ultra　Light。　If　anyone　had　passed　by　on　the　road；　they？d　
have　seen　a　mysterious　girl　in　a　blue　hooded　coat；　looking　defiantly　sure　of　herself；　even　though　
the　plot　had　changed　and　the　script　had　to　be　entirely　rewritten。　

what　we　talk　about　when　we？re　not　talking　about　love　

？Everyone　get　their　coats；？　Serena　told　the　ninth　graders　in　peer　group　on　Monday。　？We？re　
taking　you　out　for　hot　chocolate　at　Jackson　Hole。？　

？Don？t　worry；　we　have　permission；？　Blair　added；　checking　herself　out　in　the　cafeteria　mirror。　
She？d　gone　back　to　the　salon　to　have　her　hair　touched　up　and　now　she　looked　like　Edie　Sedgwick　
from　the　Andy　Warhol　Factory　days。　It　was　totally　far　out。　

？Wow；？　Jenny　breathed；　staring　at　her。　？You　look　great。？　Jenny　was　so　happy　since　meeting　Leo；　
she　was　practically　bursting　with　love　for　everyone　she　encountered。　

Blair　turned　around；　remembering　something。　？Have　you　been　checking　your　e…mail？？　she　
demanded。　

Jenny？s　eyes　lit　up。　？Oh；　yes。　Yes；　I　have！？　

Blair　thought　about　taking　credit　for　Jenny？s　obvious　state　of　plete　ecstasy；　but　it　was　
actually　more　fun　to　watch　Jenny　glow　in　plete　oblivion。　Maybe　it　wouldn？t　be　so　horrible　
being　a　big　sister　after　all。　She　noticed　Elise　Wells　was　wearing　a　tight　black　cropped　sweater　
instead　of　one　of　her　trademark　prissy　pink　cardigans。　Good。　Maybe　her　mom　had　finally　
murdered　her　father　for　being　such　an　asshole。　

？How　are　things　with　your　dad；　Elise？？　Serena　asked；　practically　reading　Blair？s　mind。　


To　Blair？s　surprise；　Elise　smiled　happily。　？Fine。　He　and　Mom　went　away　together　this　weekend。？　
She　laughed　and　nudged　Jenny　in　the　arm。　？But　never　mind　me。　I　think　Jenny　has　something　to　
say。？　

Jenny　knew　her　face　was　beet　red；　but　she　didn？t　care。　？I？m　in　love；？　she　declared。　

Serena　and　Blair　exchanged　disparaging　looks。　The　last　thing　they　wanted　to　talk　about　
waslove　。　？e　on；　get　your　coats；？　Serena　urged。　？We？ll　meet　you　outside。？　

The　atmosphere　in　Jackson　Hole　on　Madison　Avenue　was　thick　with　the　smell　of　hamburger　
grease　and　the　tittering　sound　of　gossip。　As　peer　group　A　walked　in　and　sat　down　at　a　table　near　
the　large　glass　windows；　Kati　Farkas　and　Isabel　Coates　huddled　together　in　the　back　corner；　
discussing　the　latest　developments　with　anyone　who　would　listen。　

？Did　you　hear　about　Nate　Archibald　and　that　girl　from　Connecticut？？　Kati　asked。　She？d　had　her　
hair　cut　short　over　the　weekend　and　it　made　her　Germanic　nose　look　twice　its　size。　？They　got　
busted　for　having　sex　in　the　broom　closet　at　rehab　and　now　he　has　to　go　to　private　therapy　in　the　
city　instead。？　

？Wait；　I　thought　it　wasBlair　and　Nate　in　the　broom　closet；？　Isabel　sniffed。　She　was　wearing　a　
sample　of　Serena？s　Tears　that　she？d　gotten　from　her　mom？s　publicist　friend　who　worked　atVogue　。　
It　made　her　nose　run。　

？No；　stupid。　Blair　is　seeing　that　old　guy；　remember？　She？s　not　having　his　baby　anymore；　though。　
She　had　a　miscarriage。　That？s　why　she　missed　so　much　school。？　

？I　heard　that　Blair　and　Serena　both　sent　in　applications　to　the　University　of　California　school　
system　today；？　said　Laura　Salmon。　？They　have　rolling　admission；　so　you　find　out　which　

UC　school　can　take　you；　like；　a　few　weeks　after　you　apply。？　She　raised　her　thin　strawberry　blond　
eyebrows。　？Hey；　maybe　we　should　all　do　that！？　

Not　that　any　of　them　wouldreally　have　considered　going　to　a　UC　school。　

？So　what　was　it　like；　being　in　that　perfume　ad？？　Mary　Goldberg　asked　Serena　while　the　girls　in　
peer　group　A　were　waiting　for　their　hot　chocolates。　Cassie　Inwirth　and　Vicky　Reinerson　pricked　
their　ears　up　on　either　side　of　her。　The　three　girls　had　gotten　matching　short　haircuts　over　the　
weekend；　but　since　none　of　them　had　gone　to　see　Gianni　at　Garren；　their　cuts　were　only　pale　
imitations　of　Blair？s　old　one；　andnothing　pared　to　her　new　one。　

？Cold；？　Serena　answered。　She　blew　her　nose　on　a　paper　napkin　and　then　pulled　her　long；　golden　
blond　hair　up　on　top　of　her　head；　twisted　it　into　a　bun；　and　stuck　a　pencil　through　it　to　hold　it　up。　

Of　course　now　they　all　wished　they　hadn？t　cut　their　hair。　


？I？d　really　rather　not　talk　about　it；？　she　added　mysteriously。　
Blair　leaned　across　the　table。　？She　and　Aaron　broke　up　during　the　shoot；？　she　told　the　ninth　


graders　in　a　confidential　whisper。　She　sat　up　straight　again。　？End　of　subject。？　


The　waiter　brought　their　hot　chocolates；　giant　steaming　mugs；　loaded　with　Reddi…Wip。　


？Can　we　talk　about　love　now？？　Jenny　asked　tremulously。　She　glanced　around　the　crowded　room。　


If　she　was　lucky；　Leo　might　even　show　up　so　she　could　show　him　off。　


？No！？　Serena　and　Blair　cried　in　unison。　They？d　specifically　brought　the　group　to　Jackson　Hole　
so　they　wouldn？t　have　to　talk　about　boys；　food；　parents；　school；anything　。　All　they　wanted　was　to　
sip　their　hot　chocolates　and　enjoy　each　other？s　pany。　

Suddenly　a　hush　fell　over　the　restaurant　as　Chuck　Bass　waltzed　in　wearing　a　fox　fur　hat　and　a　
baby　blue　pea　coat；　his　monogrammed　pinky　ring　flashing　as　he　passed　out　pink　flyers　to　everyone　
inside。　

？Be　there　or　be　square！？　he　shouted；　drifting　out　the　door　in　a　cloud　of　Serena？s　Tears　just　as　
suddenly　as　he　had　e　in。　

The　flyer　was　an　invitation　to　a　party　on　Monday　night；　and　within　seconds　the　entire　restaurant　

was　positively　humming。　

？Are　you　going？？　

？Wait。　Do　you　think　it？s　really　Chuck？sing　out　party？　

？No。　It？s　his　birthday。　Can？t　you　read？？　

？But　we　went　to　nursery　school　together。　His　birthday　is　inSeptember　。　It？s　not　even　his　party。　

It？s　some　girl？s。　He？s　just　handing　out　the　flyers。？　
？I　still　think　he？s　bi。　I　saw　him　with　a　girl　from　L？？cole　Fran？aise　on　Saturday；　and　they　were　

practicallydoing　it　。？　

？Who　was　that　guy　anyway？？　Cassie　Inwirth　whined。　

？You　know　that　site。gossipgirl　？　Well；　I　think　that？s　him！？　Mary　Goldberg　announced。　

？You　think　Gossip　Girl　is　a　he？？　Vicky　Reinerson　countered。　

？No　way！？　Serena　and　Blair　cried。　


You　never　know。　

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protect　the　innocent。　Namely；　me。　

　hey　people！　

Not　that　I？m　greedy　or　anything　

By　now　you？ve　all　seen　the　flyer　inviting　everyone　to　my　party　Monday　night。　And　if　you　
haven？t；　where　have　you　been？hiding　under　a　rock