gossip girl 12 终结-第7部分

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“Transfer？”　Vanessa　pulled　back　slightly。　“But　I　like　NYU。”　She　loved　her　classes；　and　most　of　the　people　she’d　met。　The　film　students　tended　to　stick　together；　going　from　screenings　to　happy　hours　to　late…night　onion　ring　runs　at　Tick　Tock　Diner　in　a　herd。　In　high　school；　Vanessa　would　have　thought　that　type　of　behavior　was　ridiculously　lame。　But　having　a　big　group　of　friends　was　actually　fun。

What　was　she　getting　so　worked　up　about？　Dan　was　her　boyfriend；　and　he　was　moving　back　to　the　city。　Of　course　he　just　wanted　to　spend　more　time　with　her。　And　of　course　that　was　what　she　wanted　too。　“e　here。”　She　smiled　and　reached　toward　Dan；　pulling　him　in　for　a　kiss。　His　lips　tasted　reassuringly　familiar；　like　Crest　and　Folgers。

Just　then；　her　cell　vibrated　from　her　back　pocket。　She　pulled　out　the　phone　and　frowned。

“What？”　Dan　asked　impatiently。

Vanessa　scanned　the　display。　NEW　YEAR’S　PARTY　AT　MY　CASA。　210　AVE　B。　HOPE　TO　SEE　YOU　THERE—HOLLIS。　Hollis　was　her　TA　for　her　Intro　to　Film　class。　He　was　only　twenty…five　but　he’d　already　screened　a　few　of　his　films　at　the　Tribeca　Film　Festival。　One　of　them　had　even　been　picked　up　by　an　indie　film　pany。　He　was　intense；　but　approachable　and　funny；　and　would　be　the　first　to　tell　you　if　your　film　sucked。　In　fact；　he’d　given　her　first　assignment　a　C＋　because　he　thought　it　was　too　perfectly　executed。　This　has　technical　precision；　but　not　heart。　Do　you　want　to　make　credit　card　mercials　or　films？　he’d　asked。　It　should　have　been　obnoxious；　but　she　respected　his　honesty。

“My　friend　is　having　a　New　Year’s　Eve　party　downtown　tomorrow　night…。”　Vanessa　tried　to　picture　Dan　interacting　with　some　of　her　new　friends；　like　Matt　and　Chip；　the　gay　couple　who　made　extremely　explicit　XX…rated　films。　Dan　could　sometimes　be　a　little…　antisocial。

“My　dad　wanted　me　to　go　on　some　retreat　thing；”　Dan　told　her；　disappointed。　“I　just　told　him　I’d　e。”

“I　understand；”　Vanessa　said；　pleased　that　she　could　go　to　Hollis’s　party　without　worrying　about　Dan。　“I　don’t　want　you　to　disappoint　your　dad。　Besides；　we　have　plenty　of　time　now。”

Dan　melted　all　over　again。　It　was　so　cute　that　Vanessa　was　concerned　about　his　dad。　He　took　her　hand　and　interlaced　his　fingers　with　hers。

“You’re　right；”　he　murmured；　drawing　her　close。　“I’ll　be　back　in　a　few　days。”　It　would　mean　a　lot　to　his　dad　to　spend　some　father…son　time　together。　Especially　since　he　and　Vanessa　would　be　moving　in　together　soon。　He　couldn’t　wait。

Because　nothing　says　forever　like　a　cramped　studio　apartment。

wele　back

Blair　heaved　a　sigh　of　relief　as　she　hauled　her　Louis　Vuitton　duffel　to　the　curb　outside　La　Guardia　on　New　Year’s　Eve　day。　Just　a　few　hours　ago；　she’d　said　goodbye　to　Pete　at　Logan　Airport　before　hopping　a　muter　plane　to　New　York。

“Where　to？”　The　cab　driver　gazed　at　her　through　the　Plexiglas　partition。

“Nine　ninety…four　Fifth　Avenue。”　Blair　rattled　off　Serena’s　address　as　if　it　were　her　own　and　leaned　back　against　the　cab’s　black　pleather　seats。　The　past　few　days　at　the　Carlsons’　had　been　torture。　After　the　“no　ring；　no　bring”　announcement；　the　cozy　atmosphere　had　felt　decidedly　claustrophobic。　Now　she　was　actually　looking　forward　to　spending　New　Year’s　in　the　city　and　seeing　Serena　again。　She　rummaged　through　her　thyme　green　Lanvin　weekender　bag　for　her　iPhone。

“I’m　ing　over！”　Blair　announced　as　soon　as　Serena　picked　up。　The　cab　hit　a　traffic　snarl　right　before　the　Queensboro　Bridge。　Instantly；　the　cars　around　them　started　honking。

“You’re　in　New　York？”　Serena　squealed。　“Oh　my　God；　I　can’t　wait　to　see　you！”　Her　excited；　crackly　voice　filled　the　cab。

“See　you　soon！”　Blair　clicked　off。　The　familiar　skyline　came　into　her　vision；　and　a　smile　curled　across　Blair’s　lips。　She　was　back。

The　cab　navigated　its　way　into　Manhattan　and　weaved　across　the　east　side。　On　Fifth　Avenue；　it　stopped　in　front　of　a　familiar；　green…awninged　building　across　from　the　Met。　A　familiar　blond　figure　stood　outside；　two　coffees　in　hand。

Blair　rolled　down　the　window　of　the　cab　and　sucked　in　her　breath。　Of　course；　she’d　seen　photos　of　Serena　in　all　the　weekly　gossip　magazines　she　pretended　not　to　read；　but　Serena　in　person　took　her　breath　away。　She　wore　a　tattered　pair　of　J　Brand　boyfriend　jeans　and　a　fuzzy　white　cashmere　sweater。　Her　thick　blond　hair　was　loose　around　her　shoulders　and　her　makeup…free　face　was　flawless。

Serena　yanked　the　cab　door　open　and　tackled　Blair　in　a　bear　hug。　“I’ve　missed　you！”　She　hugged　her　tightly。　Serena　had　gotten　a　Cartier　watch　from　her　parents　for　Christmas　and　a　Burberry　ski　parka　from　Erik；　but　this　was　all　she　really　wanted：　her　best　friend　home　for　the　holidays。

“Me　too；”　Blair　replied　honestly。　The　cabbie　removed　her　bags　from　the　trunk　and　set　them　on　the　sidewalk。　Instantly；　Roland；　Serena’s　ancient　doorman；　took　the　bags　and　brought　them　inside。

Once　they　were　alone；　Serena　stared　dumbly　at　her　friend。　She　couldn’t　believe　Blair　was　right　in　front　of　her。　She　looked　older；　somehow。　Her　hair　was　longer　than　it　had　been　last　summer；　her　small　face　more　angular。　But　she　was　grinning　widely　in　a　way　that　reminded　Serena　of　how　she’d　looked　as　a　little　kid。

“I　bought　you　coffee。”　Serena　proffered　a　white　Dean　&　Deluca　cup。

Blair　took　a　sip　and　smiled　as　the　skim　latte　with　two　Splendas　slid　down　her　throat。　That　was　the　great　thing　about　old　friends。　They　knew　you；　right　down　to　how　you　took　your　coffee。

“Can　we　sit　on　the　steps　for　a　little　bit？”　Blair　asked　almost　shyly；　gazing　at　the　Corinthian　columns　of　the　Met　across　the　street。　Back　in　high　school；　they　spent　hours　on　the　steps；　gossiping　and　pouring　their　hearts　out　to　one　another。　The　steps　were　the　center　of　their　universe。　Blair　had　even　had　her　going…away　party　inside　the　famous　museum。　It　felt　right　that　they　begin　their　reunion　there；　instead　of　in　Serena’s　apartment。

“I　was　hoping　you’d　say　that。”　Serena　grinned；　already　crossing　the　street。

They　settled　midway　down　the　steps。　It　was　surprisingly　warm　for　December；　and　the　museum　entrance　was　crowded　with　people。　Blair　spotted　two　girls　huddled　over　coffee　a　few　steps　below　them；　and　for　a　moment；　thought　it　might　be　Kati　and　Isabel。　But　when　the　blonde　turned；　Blair　realized　she　was　only　about　fourteen。　She　reminded　herself　that　everyone　had　changed　in　the　past　few　months。

Some　more　than　others。

Serena　rummaged　through　her　oversize　See　by　Chloé　bag　and　pulled　out　a　pack　of　Gauloises。　She　handed　one　to　Blair。

“So　tell　me　everything；”　Serena　began；　lighting　both　their　cigarettes。　“Starting　with　how　and　why　you’re　here。”

“So…”　Blair　heaved　a　deep　breath。　After　the　horrendous　few　days　she’d　had；　grinning　stupidly　as　she　played　board　games　with　Pete’s　family　and　pretending　everything　was　okay；　she　couldn’t　wait　to　finally　unload　the　truth。　“I　was　at　my　boyfriend；　Pete’s；　house　in　Vermont　for　Christmas。”　Blair　nervously　twirled　her　ruby　ring　around　her　finger。　“We　were　staying　there　just　for　the　holiday；　before　taking　off　for　Costa　Rica。　I　was　so　excited　and　everything　was　going　so　well。　But　then—”

Blair　paused　as　a　cute　trio　of　twentysomething　guys　approached。　They　stood　at　a　distance　of　a　few　feet；　shuffling　nervously。　Guys　always　approached　Blair　and　Serena　whenever　they　were　together；　and　of　course　it　was　flattering。　But　right　now；　Blair　wasn’t　really　in　the　mood。

“Are　you　Serena　van　der　Woodsen？”　a　lanky　blond　guy　asked　in　a　British　accent。

“I　am。”　Serena　smiled；　displaying　her　perfect　white　teeth。

“I　knew　it　was　her！”　his　red…haired　friend　exclaimed。　“Mind　if　I　take　a　picture？”　he　pleaded；　already　removing　a　tiny　Nikon　digital　camera　from　his　khakis　pocket。

“Only　if　my　best　friend　is　in　it；　too；”　Serena　said　sweetly。　She　threw　her　arms　around　Blair’s　shoulders　and　stuck　out　her　tongue。　Of　course　she　still　looked　beautiful。

“Thanks；　Serena！”　the　guys　chorused　as　they　walked　away；　crowding　around　the　guy　with　the　camera　so　they　could　check　out　the　picture。

“How　annoying；”　Blair　grumbled。

“It’s　not　so　bad。　It　happens　a　lot；　ever　since　Breakfast　at　Fred’s　opened。　It’s