Cherry Boom Boom
By ForeverStrawberryandBanana
Chapter One – Red lace and the Thing
Disclaimer: We do not own the Gossip Girl Series or television show. The series are written by Cecily von Ziegesar, we only make mere Fan Fiction. *Mainly 'based' off of the Television series, Gossip Girl (season two). *
Rated T: Mature purposes/ adult themes and minor language
Author Notes and Thanks are at the end of the chapter.
Cherry Boom Boom, Red lace and the Thing
The end of yet another day of school, and Chuck Bass was watching Blair walk away with his new step sister. Earlier that day they had picked names for who would pick out whose costume for the party, Serena was throwing at their house. As the two girls got into the limo, Chuck came from the shadows, besides he couldn't stay there forever. He had an appointment to get to for a certain someone's costume.
Chuck arrived to his destination and as he entered the store was suddenly indulged by pink and lace. This wasn't an unpleasant moment, as he thought about who he would soon see in one of those numbers.
Just the thought of it brought a smirk to his face. A woman with an interested smile on her face came over to Chuck. "Can I help you?" she asked. "I am Chuck, Chuck Bass. I would like to have a look at some of your wares." The woman quirked an eyebrow at Chuck, "This way Mr. Bass." He was shown some things so lacy that there was barley any material to items that were very conservative.
He had to of course think rationally, over his mind. That Humphrey guy was going to be there and Nate, so he couldn't have anything to revealing. Humphrey would be sure to get an eyeful.
Scowling at the thought, Chuck started choosing more of the semi-revealing "out-fits". He was stuck between a Cherry Red lace and an Onyx satin lingerie. The sales woman said she would gladly try them on for him, if it would help him reach a decision. Chuck deliberated it but decided against it, this was for Blair.
He intended that she was the only who would be wearing the outfit. She looked quite depressed by his answer but moved on anyway. Chuck then decided on one, and bought it for his costume for Blair.
The expression on her face when she would see what she was going to have to wear was going to be priceless, Chuck thought. But it would be even better when he got to see her in it.
On the way back to the house, the limo was coming up to a jeweler store. He had the driver stop. Chuck went in and scanned the area for anything worth Blair's time. Then it landed in his vision. The intricate bracelet, it was a ruby bracelet, with a diamond in between each of the ruby patterns. Chuck knew he had to get this for Blair and nothing else.
He was on his way back to the limo, and was almost there, when a familiar voice called out to him. He turned to find Nate behind him.
"Hey. I got Jenny for the costume picking. I have no clue what to get her though. Any tips?"
Chuck responded, "How about a personal stripper? She'd have no choice but to wear the outfit."
Nate rolled his eyes at Chuck. "That would be more in your category. Like if you got Blair, she would not be in a good position if you had her, who do you have by the way?"
"Oh, you know someone," Chuck said calmly, as he hid the jeweler's box, that he had gotten Blair's name subscribed onto, behind his back.
"Well I got to go find something for Jenny's costume." Nate said as he started walking away.
"See you at the party tomorrow," Chuck stated as the continued for the limo.
When Chuck finally arrived at the house, and got in, he felt his Blair radar get turned on. He followed the direction his body was being attracted to, which was strangely toward his room. As he opened his door, he came to a view of Blair and Serena on his floor, while squinting at something.
Blair was relieved and discouraged at the same time. Relieved for the limo wouldn't ruin her hair like any other vehicle. There was discourage and sorrow for Chuck wasn't ridding with them. Blair hoped Chuck would ride home back to their home, since after all Chuck was Serena's step-brother. But no, Chuck had an appointment.
Serena sat beside Blair in the sleek black limo. Serena looked out of the tinted window to see them only pass tall skyscrapers and boutiques. Anxiety rushed over Serena's tall body. She couldn't wait for tonight. A fun filled night with her best friend.
Blair couldn't decided what seemed to be better, the fact that she would be sleeping in the same house as that mother chucker or spending the night with her best friend. In fact she decided all together, this was her and Serena's night. Chuck Bass wasn't going to interfere, no matter how taunting he maybe.
The limo stopped in front of Imperial Pearls Boutique. "Come on Blair," shouted Serena, who was outside of the limo already. Blair came out of her thoughts and simply replied, "Coming."
The boutique was the cutest they have ever seen. On each side of the door were two tall rectangle windows. Long and elegant windows displayed the most vintage outfits. "Those mannequins are stylish," commented Blair as they stepped into the store. Blair didn't question Serena on why they were stopping to shop. Who would argue on shopping? No one thought Blair.
Serena thought this was the perfect beginning for their night. Both of them needed some more stylish outfits, at least for tonight. She came across a beige blouse and picked it up. Then she spotted a vintage wrapped dress. Serena couldn't resist. She caught Blair eyeing 1926 evening dress. The dress was black with blue and gold designs.
"Hideous, that's something Chuck would wear," shrieked Blair as she touched a 1920's inspired coat. The material was unlike anything in these ages.
Serena laughed at Blair comment. "I don't think Chuck would even consider that."
"Excellent. It would be perfect for Vanessa."
Both girls bought their items, after they tried them both on. Giggles were heard in the dressing room as they tried on their outfits. Each laughed harder as they tried on more vintage ware, until they finally came across their must haves.
The limo was waiting for them, as they walked out of the boutique. "That was a great start to our fun evening," Serena said. Blair smiled and nodded in agreement with two bags grasped in her hands.
"What costume are you planning for Vanessa?"
"It is so hard, I can't find a Vanessa costumes. They seem to not be selling any. One of a kind I guess," sighed Blair.
Finally they came across Serena's house. They walked through the lobby as the door man opened the glass doors. They got in the elevator with Blair's overnight bag and their newly bought clothes.
Blair and Serena went straight toward her room. They placed their bags down onto her bed. Before they decided to do anything Blair said, "I've got to go to the bathroom."
"Okay B," replied Serena.
"Be back soon," responded Blair, as she left Serena's room.
While she was on her way to the bathroom, Blair came across the fortress that belonged to the cunning Chuck Bass. She passed it with just a little curiosity. Blair pursued onward toward the bathroom, until she couldn't resist. Blair only stepped a couple of steps before she walked back and took at glimpse between the open door. I've simply lost my way thought Blair, the perfect excuse.
She pushed the door open with her right hand. The room was dark and had the smell of Bass. Her head turned looking around to see if he happened to be alone in the dark. She was completely alone in his room. Blair in Chuck's room was just like a stalker in a movie star's trailer.
Near the door, she turned on the light. The room lit up, along with Blair's brown eyes. As she was walking she noticed a bizarre thing on the carpet. She couldn't guess what it could be. Thoughts ran through her head about what exactly it could be. She laid down to examined it. Taking in a better look she grabbed a random pen off his desk.
Flipping the thing over and over again with the black pen, she still couldn't guess what it could possibly be. Blair stopped flipping and started poking it with the pen.
As she was beginning to take an even closer look she heard a familiar voice.
"Blair where are you?"
"Oh no," gasped Blair.
Serena opened the door and dared to proceed. Serena didn't notice anything unfamiliar. Then again she had never dared to come into the liar of Chuck. As she walked farther she stumbled across something hard.
She landed on her face and looked over to see what could have caused her to fall. There it was, Blair lying on her stomach glaring at the carpet.
"Blair?"
"Look at this Serena!"
"What? The carpet?"
"Seriously, there is like this um I don't know what you call it, but this thing."
"Chuck must love you for your looks, for your intelligence leaves quite a bit to be desired."
Serena joined Blair and stared at the thing. Serena too had never seen this before. Just like Blair did before, she started to poke at it with the end of the pen.
"It looks like a leaf," said Blair.
"I was thinking more like dung," commented Serena.
"You're suggesting Chuck poops in his room?"
"You never know what is going on in his head," Serena said. "Well whatever it is we should be getting out of his room before he comes home."
They were giving a one last squint at the thing. When they heard the door open and turned to see the one and only Chuck standing in the doorway.
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A/N:
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