gossip girl 12 终结- 第6部分

“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　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　S