gossip girl 12 终结-第8部分

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“How　annoying；”　Blair　grumbled。

“It’s　not　so　bad。　It　happens　a　lot；　ever　since　Breakfast　at　Fred’s　opened。　It’s　kind　of　cute。”　Serena　shrugged。　“So；　anyway。　You　were　saying。　About　your　boyfriend？”

“He’s　great；”　Blair　said　quickly；　taking　another　sip　of　coffee。　Suddenly；　she　didn’t　want　to　tell　Serena　about　what　happened　in　Vermont。　After　all；　Serena　was　an　internationally　worshipped　movie　star。　How　could　she　possibly　understand？　“It’s　amazing。　A　real　relationship。　Nothing　like　high　school；”　Blair　added。　“We’re　thinking　of　moving　in　together　for　spring　semester。”

“You　must　really　love　Yale；”　Serena　said　wistfully。　She’d　chosen　not　to　go　to　Yale　with　Blair；　and　mostly；　she　was　happy　with　that　decision。　But　it　was　a　little　hard　to　hear　about　Blair’s　perfect　college　life　knowing　she　could　have　been　right　there　with　her。

“I　do　love　it。　It’s　just　so　nice　to　be　surrounded　by　interesting　people　who　care　about　what’s　going　on　in　the　world。　It’s　just　so　collegiate；　you　know？”　Blair　said；　still　thinking　about　the　British　guys。　Weren’t　they　a　little　old　to　be　asking　for　autographs？

An　awkward　silence　fell　over　them。　“Chuck’s　having　his　New　Year’s　Eve　party　tonight；”　Serena　said　finally。　She　wanted　to　tell　Blair　how　lonely　she’d　been　in　New　York　without　her；　but　it　sounded　like　Blair　was　having　the　time　of　her　life　at　Yale。　She　probably　thought　Serena’s　life　was　pathetic。　“I　have　to　stop　by　another　party　first；　but　maybe　we　can　meet　up　there　later？”　she　asked　hopefully。　For　all　she　knew；　Blair　had　dozens　of　New　Year’s　Eve　parties　to　attend　with　her　Yale　friends　who　lived　in　the　city。

“I　guess　I　could　stop　by；”　Blair　allowed。　It　would　be　fun　to　see　the　old　crowd。　Especially　with　Serena　at　her　side。　Every　year　at　Chuck’s　party；　they’d　drink　far　too　much　champagne　and　wind　up　in　the　hot　tub　at　ungodly　hours　of　the　morning。　“Just　like　old　times；”　she　added　under　her　breath。　Just　then；　a　cute　guy　jogging　past　the　steps　did　a　double　take　when　he　spotted　Serena。

“I’m　freezing；”　Blair　announced；　standing　up　and　stamping　out　her　cigarette。　“Let’s　go。”　She　quickly　crossed　the　street；　and　Serena　had　to　run　to　keep　up　with　her。

The　more　things　change；　the　more　they　stay　the　same。



hey　people！

I　was　at　EAT　on　Madison　getting　my　usual　half…caf　double　cap　when　I　was　asked　the　question。　You　know　the　one。　I　should　be　used　to　it　by　now；　but　it　catches　me　by　surprise　every　time。　And　no；　I’m　not　talking　about　where　I　get　my　highlights　or　who　makes　my　boots　or　why　I　look　so　familiar。　I’m　talking　about　the　ever　popular　“What’s　your　New　Year’s　resolution？”

Yes；　it’s　annoying。　And　yes；　it’s　kind　of　a　personal　question。　But　I　for　one　think　you　should　reveal　your　resolutions　to　the　world。　After　all；　it’s　the　one　time　of　the　year　you　can　publicly　declare　you’ll　no　longer　try　to　pull　off　Forever　21　as　vintage；　you’ll　no　longer　run　back　to　a　loser　ex；　you’ll　no　longer　head　to　the　gym　just　for　a　wheatgrass　smoothie。　The　point　is；　if　you　want　to　change　your　life；　you’ve　got　to　let　people　know　so　they　can　hold　you　accountable。　And　the　best　place　to　announce　your　intentions？　The　most　fabulous　New　Year’s　Eve　party　you　can　find！

live　it　up

It’s　all　the　debauchery　of　a　costume　party　minus　the　awkward　outfits；　the　anything…can…happen　fun　of　Fourth　of　July　without　the　sunburn；　and　the　revelry　of　St。　Patrick’s　Day　without　the　green　beer。　It’s　the　night　to　wear　your　pink　Vena　Cava　zip…up　dress　and　flirt　with　your　friend’s　older　brother。　It’s　time　to　grab　someone　and　kiss　them；　hard；　until　everyone　stops　blowing　those　annoying　party　horns。　And；　if　a　certain　bad　boy　from　the　past　is　hosting　a　party　in　his　parents’　exclusive　downtown　hotel　suite；　it’s　the　perfect　setting　for　whatever　you　want　to　happen—decadent　or　demure。

sightings

S　and　three　A…named　（if　not　A…listed）　actresses　at　The　Standard。　And　Waverly　Inn。　And　Rose　Bar。　Do　those　girls　ever　get　tired？　D　climbing　into　an　ancient　brown　van　double…parked　on　Broadway　and　Ninety…ninth；　followed　by　his　dad；　V　waving　them　both　off　from　the　curb。　C　heading　to　the　Tribeca　Star　with　four　or　five　cowboys　and　several　handles　of　vodka。　And　this　in　from　Palm　Beach：　a　glittering…green　eyed　boy　who　looks　mysteriously　like　the　long…lost　N；　getting　on　a　plane　bound　for　JFK。　Hellooooooo；　sailor！

the　great　reunion

I　admit　it：　I　thought　a　certain　Ivy　League　brunette　might　have　forsaken　her　hometown　for　warmer　climes。　But　after　a　change　in　vacation　plans　left　her　temporarily　stranded　on　the　East　Coast；　B　is　back。　She　was　last　seen　smoking　Gauloises　on　the　steps　of　the　Met　with　a　certain　blond　beauty　who　could　only　be　S。　And　my　sources　say　they　were　making　New　Year’s　Eve　plans。　Just　like　old　times！　Now　the　big　question　is：　Who　will　S　and　B　be　kissing　at　midnight？

your　e…mail

q：　Hey　G；

An　idea：　You；　me；　and　a　bottle　of　Dom。　We　can　watch　the　ball　drop　and　create　our　own　fireworks。　Thoughts？

—mackdaddy

a：　Dear　Mack；

Unfortunately；　I　already　have　some　more　heavily　populated　parties　to　attend。　But；　hey；　look　on　the　bright　side：　More　Dom　for　you！

—GG

q：　Dear　Gossip　Girl；

It’s　the　first　time　I’m　going　to　see　my　ex　since　we　both　left　for　college。　I　have　a　new　boyfriend　now；　but　he’s　not　in　town；　and　I’m　worried　what　will　happen　when　it’s　just　me；　my　ex；　and　the　countdown　to　New　Year’s。　What　should　I　do？

—kissme

a：　Dear　K；

While　I　don’t　condone　cheating；　as　they　say；　should　auld　acquaintance　be　forgot。　Which　I　interpret　to　mean　that　special　pardons　exist　for　that　New　Year’s　Eve　kiss。　Good　luck。

—GG

the　final　countdown

It’s　already　late　afternoon　and　I　still　have　to　take　a　nap　before　slipping　into　my　don’t…you…wish…you…knew…where…it…was…from　frock。　And　while　I　have　my　beauty　sleep；　I　suggest　you　do　the　same。　After　all；　who　knows　where　and　when　（and　with　whom）　you’ll　find　yourself　in　bed　tonight。

You　know　you　love　me；

gossip　girl

double…booking　NYE　is　never　a　good　idea

Serena　crowded　into　the　elevator　of　Thaddeus　Smith’s　loft　behind　Amanda；　Alysia；　and　Alison。　She’d　invited　Blair；　but　Blair　had　declined；　saying　she’d　just　meet　her　at　Chuck’s　later。　Serena　hoped　Blair　didn’t　think　she　was　lame　for　stopping　by　an　industry　party；　but　she’d　promised　Thad　she　would。

“Oh　my　God；　Serena；　you　should　date　Thaddeus！　His　building　is　soooo　pretty！”　Alysia　enthused　in　between　hiccups。　Thaddeus　lived　in　a　top…floor　triplex　in　an　all…pink　eight…unit　Julian　Schnabel　building　that　overlooked　the　Hudson　River。

“I　don’t　think　we’d　be　good　together。”　Serena　giggled。　Because　he’s　totally　gay；　she　wanted　to　add。　Serena　had　found　this　out　the　hard　way　last　summer；　when　Thad　was　her　costar　in　Breakfast　at　Fred’s。　She’d　thought　he　liked　her—until　she’d　met　his　boyfriend；　Serge；　and　realized　Thad　had　been　flirting　with　her　to　cover　up　his　real　relationship。　It　was　disappointing；　but　she’d　gotten　over　it　quickly。　Now；　she　wasn’t　about　to　out　Thad。　He’d　e　out　when　he　was　ready。

Even　though　the　news　would　make　so　many　boys’　dreams　e　true。

“Oh　my　God；　I　heard　Brad　and　Angelina　are　going　to　be　here；　and　that　Brett　Ratner　will　be　too　and　is　looking　for　a　lead　for　his　next　film。　Do　you　think　I　look　too　skanky？”　Alysia　asked；　examining　her　red　marabou　feather　dress　in　the　elevator　mirror。　She　looked　like　an　aging　Vegas　showgirl。

“No；　you　look　great；”　Serena　lied。　The　theme　of　the　party　was　Heaven　and　Hell。　Serena　hadn’t　really　planned　on　dressing　up；　but　at　the　last　moment；　and　at　Blair’s　urging；　she’d　decided　to　wear　a　short　white　Calypso　sundress　that　was　technically　a　bikini　cover…up；　a　black　garter　on　her　perfectly　toned　leg；　and　a　headband　that　had　little　Swarovski　crystal　devil　horns。　The　entire　look　was　fun…sexy；　unlike　Amanda’s　custom…made　angel　wings　or　Alysia’s　feathered　dress。

“You　want？”　Alysia　asked　tipsily；　passing　Serena　a　silver　Tiffany　flask。　She　hiccupped　again。

“Alysia；　I　swear　to　God；　if　you　embarrass　me　in　front　of　any　agents；　I’m　going　to　tell　everyone　you　starred　in　a　fat　camp　mercial　when　you　were　twelve；”　Amanda　said　haughtily；　elbowing　Alison　in　the　ribs。

Serena　laughed；　remembering　all　the　mini　fights　she　and　Blair　had