gossip girl 10 英文-第32部分

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yawned。　？I？m　not　going　to　rot　in　here　all　summer　long　just　because　we　want　to　avoid　some　weird　
girls　with　buckteeth　and　cross　eyes。　I？m　going　swimming。？　

？But　I　can？t　find　my　new　navy　polka…dot　Ashley　Tyler　cover…up；？　Blair　whined。　？What？s　the　
point　of　being　a　muse　if　I？m　not　dressed　to　inspire？　If　that　Ibiza　girlborrowed　it；　I　swear　I？m　going　
to　rip　her　malnourished　arms　off。？　

Spoken　like　a　true　muse。　

？e　on；　Blair。？　Serena　slipped　a　Gauloise　from　the　battered　pack　on　the　neatly　made　bed　
beside　her；　lighting　it　with　the　silver　Dunhill　lighter　she？d　swiped　from　her　brother；　Erik。　It　was　
engraved　with　his　monogram　EvdW。　？Just　throw　something　on　and　let？s　go。　It？s　too　nice　outside。？　

？Throw　something　on？　I　have　nothing　to　fucking　wear　because　of　those　fucking　copycats。？　Blair　
threw　her　hands　in　the　air；　as　though　the　piles　of　tissue…thin　cotton　and　fine　washed…silk　garments　
all　around　her　were　invisible　

？Then　just　wear　something　ugly　and　see　if　they　copy　that；？　Serena　offered；　exasperated。　She　
loved　Blair；　she　really　did；　and　they？d　been　best　friends　for　forever；　but　sometimes　she　just　wanted　
to　slap　her　perfectly　toned　little　butt　cheeks。　

？Actually　。　。　。？　Blair　threw　herself　onto　the　bed　and　snatched　Serena？s　Gauloise　from　her　lips。　
She　inhaled　deeply　and　narrowed　her　brilliant　blue　eyes　thoughtfully。　？That　gives　me　an　idea。？　

？What　a　glorious　day！？　Blair　flung　open　the　impeccably　clear　French　glass　doors　to　the　pool　
house　and　strode　into　the　fierce　afternoon　sunshine；　bare　arms　stretched　out　above　her　
head。　？e　on；　Serena。　Let？s　get　some　sun。？　

？ing；　ing；？　Serena　giggled；　stumbling　out　of　the　shaded　bungalow；　the　sun…warmed　
bluestone　burning　the　soles　of　her　freshly　pedicured　feet。　She　held　her　rolled…up　magazine　in　one　
hand；　a　burning　cigarette　in　the　other；　and　her　white　horn…framed　Cutler　and　Gross　sunglasses　
covered　most　of　her　face。　Other　than　that；　she　was　pletely；　totally；　outrageously　naked。　

？Maybe　we　should　ask　Stefan　for　some　iced　coffee；？　suggested　Blair；　settling　her　own　exposed　
hindquarters　onto　a　teak　chaise。　Her　only　accessories　were　a　tiny　gold　Me&Ro　anklet　and　oversize　
black　Ray…Bans。　


？Vhat　is　going　on？？　demanded　Ibiza；　yanking　her　ninety…pound　frame　out　of　the　pool。　She　was　so　
emaciated　she　looked　like　one　of　those　send…money…now　third…world　kids　in　the　TV　mercials；　
totally　overdressed　in　her　icky　trade…mark　lavender…and…gold　striped　cutout　one…piece。　

？What　do　you　mean？？　Serena　casually　tossed　her　maga…zine　onto　the　chaise　next　to　Blair。　

？Your　clothes；？　accused　Svetlana；　still　in　the　water；　her　colorless；　overprocessed　hair　matted　flat　
to　her　head。　？You？re　not　wearing　any　clothes！？　

？Oh　dear。？　Blair　sighed　dramatically　and　turned　onto　her　stomach。　The　sweltering　sun　felt　nice　
on　her　bare　bottom。　？You　haven？t　heard？？　

？Heard　what？？　demanded　Ibiza；　glaring　down　at　her　pert；　naked　body。　

？I　guess　the　latest　issue　of　EstonianVogue　or　whatever　it　is　you　usually　read　neglected　to　cover　
the　naked　trend。？　Blair　yawned。　？It？s　the　very　latest　thing。？　

Serena　stubbed　her　cigarette　out　in　a　large　seashell　on　a　glass　side　table　next　to　her　chaise。　She　
tried　to　avoid　looking　at　Blair　in　order　to　suppress　the　unstoppable　hysterics　and　probably　a　snort　
that　would　spill　out　of　her　if　she　did。　

？Is　latest　thing　to　go　naked？？　Svetlana　glanced　down　at　her　spindly　bikini…thong；　which　she？d　
probably　mail…ordered　from　the　Victoria？s　Secret　catalog。　The　water　distorted　her　body？s　
appearance；　so　that　it　almost　looked　like　she　had　actual　hips　and　curves。　

Merely　an　optical　illusion。　

？Yes；　is　obvious；？　scolded　Ibiza；　pulling　down　the　straps　on　the　top　of　her　cutout　suit。　Her　body；　
with　its　circular　cutout　tan　lines；　looked　like　a　Twister　mat。　？Is　much　better　like　this。　Is　European　
way；　really。？　

？Topless　is　sodone　though。？　Serena　gave　an　exaggerated　yawn；　staring　down　at　her　magazine　and　
trying　not　to　lose　it。　？Blair　and　I　have　been　going　topless　at　the　beach　since　we　were　eleven；　at　
least。？　

？At　least；？　Blair　chimed　in。　Flat　on　her　stomach；　she　put　her　head　down　and　closed　her　eyes。　

？Right。？　Ibiza　took　the　bait。　She　hopped　up　on　one　leg　and　then　the　other；　tugging　off　the　rest　of　
the　hideous　suit。　It　fell　to　the　ground　with　a　wet　slap。　？Of　course；　I　don？t　want　you　to　feel　
unfortable；　yes？？　

？Yes；？　concurred　Svetlana　miserably。　She　slipped　out　of　her　sad　red　polka…dot　bikini　and　dropped　
it　at　the　pool？s　edge。　Then　she　leapt　into　the　water　and　swam　away　embar…rassed；　her　body　a　


skeletal　flash　of　underfed　whiteness。　

？Zo　glad　we　can　all　just　relax　now；　yes？？　Ibiza　asked；　sounding　confident　but　looking　
unfortable　just　standing　there；　her　Twister…mat　body　pletely　naked；　like　she　didn？t　know　
what　to　do　with　herself。　Blair　noticed　that　her　boobs　were　totally　asymmetrical；　like　they？d　been　
glued　on　wrong。　Maybe　they　had。　

？Have　you　seen　hottie　that　lives　next　door？？　Ibiza　started　to　say　in　a　feeble　attempt　at　casual　
small　talk　while　naked。　She　shook　her　hands　out　like　they　were　burning　up。　

？Maybe　weshould　ask　Stefan　for　some　iced　coffee；？　Serena　suggested；　ignoring　her。　

？Yes；　sound　very　good。？　Ibiza　nodded　then　strode　slowly　and　deliberately　to　the　umbrella…shaded　
table。　She　pulled　out　one　of　the　heavy　wooden　chairs　and　curled　up　on　it　oh…so…casually。　？I　call　
him。　Stefan！　Stefan！？　

Serena　held　her　breath；　listening　for　the　sound　of　approaching　footsteps。　

？Now；？　hissed　Blair　quietly。　

On　cue；　they　jumped　off　of　their　lounges　and　took　off　running；　giggling　hysterically；　over　the　
plush　velvety　lawn　and　into　the　thicket　of　leafy　trees　on　the　perimeter　of　the　large；　sunny　yard。　

？Look；　look！？　Serena　ducked　behind　the　leafy　boughs　of　a　baby　oak；　pointing　at　the　scene　they？d　
just　fled：　Stefan　had　appeared；　as　beckoned；　clad　in　his　usual　ensemble　of　tight　white　tee　and　cargo　
shorts。　He　was　also　sporting　a　cute　little　grosgrain　ribbon　headband　to　keep　his　thick　hair　out　of　
his　brown　eyes；　which　were　wide　with　shock。　Ibiza　sat　before　him　in　all　her　bizarre　
pale…and…tanned　polka…dottedness。　She　stuck　out　her　chest；　trying　to　look　sexy；　but　her　oddly　
shaped　boobs　just　pointed　in　different　directions。　Svetlana　had　chosen　just　that　minute　to　finally　
emerge　from　the　pool；　dripping　wet。　She　picked　up　her　iPod；　stuck　in　her　headphones；　and　began　
to　dance；　flapping　her　pale；　spindly　arms。　She　looked　like　an　albino　flamingo。　？Ratfucker！？　she　
sang　loudly；　totally　misunderstanding　the　words　to　the　latest　Coldplay　song。　

Serena　and　Blair　laughed　so　hard　they　nearly　peed　them…selves。　Serena　felt　flushed　and　giggly；　
almost　like　a　little　kid　again。　A　very　powerful　wave　of　d？j？　vu　washed　over　her；　and　she　was　
transported　to　a　moment　exactly　like　this　one；　only　years　ago；　when　they　were　much　younger。　She　
and　Blair　were　changing　out　of　their　one…piece　Lands？　End　bathing　suits　behind　some　raspberry　
bushes　at　her　house　in　Ridgefield；　Connecticut。　Nate　kept　threatening　to　chase　them；　and　they　
were　giggling　so　hard　they　kept　pricking　themselves　and　sticking　their　feet　into　the　wrong　holes　of　
their　terrycloth　shorts。　

　？What　the　f？？？　

Serena　couldn？t　believe　her　eyes？it　was　almost　as　if　she？d　conjured　him。　Nate　stood　in　front　of　


them；　his　eye…brows　furrowed；　brushing　the　splinters　off　the　seat　of　his　khaki　shorts　after　jumping　
the　wooden　fence　between　the　two　properties。　

？Natie！？　Serena　ran　over　and　threw　her　arms　around　him；　forgetting　how　pletely　naked　she　
was。　He　hugged　her　back；　awkwardly　patting　her　bare　shoulder。　She　giggled　and　bounded　back　to　
Blair？s　side；　obscuring　her　privates　with　a　leafy　branch。　

Blair　grinned　devilishly。　It　somehow　seemed　so　right　to　run　into　Nate　like　this。　There　was　just　
something　soobvious　about　the　three　of　them　together　again；　even　if　two…thirds　of　them　weren？t　
wearing　any　clothes。　

？Strip；　Nate！？　Blair　cried；　running　after　him　like　she　was　going　to　pull　down　his　cargo　shorts。　He　
ducked　behind　an　oak　tree。　

？Skinny…dipping？？　Nate　asked；　peeking　out　from　behind　the　slim　tree　trunk。　

Serena　smiled　as　she　studied　her　old　friend　or　boyfriend　or　whatever　Nate　was？she　wasn？t　even　
sure。　That