This was so unnerving.

Never had he seen Blair being so… nice.

Maybe hell had frozen over.

Since he'd heard Blair was at the Hampton's he'd felt a swirl of emotions. This was not good as Chuck Bass doesn't do emotions (apart from lust) but, it would appear, he did do emotion in the case of petite brunettes by the name of Blair Waldorf.

However, after what he'd done to her, he expected her to avoid him like the plague until them meeting was inevitable. That's why he was so surprised when the knock on his bedroom door, which he assumed meant somebody had come home early, as everybody else was out. He was not expecting to see his ex-girlfriend (could he even really call her that?) at his door.

While he recovered from the shock, she asked him politely, (Blair only did polite at social parties, dinners etc. This was definitely bad), if she could talk to him.

He made some sleazy comment along the lines of, "want to get me alone, Waldorf?" and opened his door wider for her to come in.

"I think we should do this downstairs" she told him.

"Why? The bed is far more comfortable than the couch. But then you know that don't you." He said referring to a time when they hadn't even made it to his bed and had used Nate's couch instead.

Predictably, she rolled her eyes, and started to walk downstairs. Chuck tried hard not to think of all of the other times she had walked away from him.

Downstairs she explained to him that she understood why he did it, that maybe they should have known that it would never work out between them, and hopefully they could both move on and go back to being friends. Then she left, passing Bart and Lily on the way out.

He went back to his bedroom stunned, ignoring the looks they gave him as he passed.

He'd expected glares and revenge not forgiveness.

Maybe he didn't know her as well as he thought he did.

XOXO

He found her on the beach with Serena and Nate. Looked like she'd forgiven him too.

He was pretty sure the cell phone she had constantly at hand had fried her brain or something.

He approached them, maybe he could give this friend thing a chance. Sure, friends would never be enough for him, but then, he would never be enough for Blair. She deserved more.

Blair had her back to him. He was slightly perturbed by the glare that she directed his way when his shadow blocked out the sun.

"You have a nerve, Bass." She said coldly.

The way women were nice one minute and complete hell the next never ceased to amaze. Hell, guys had hormones too, but they never acted like that.

"Last name terms, Blair?" he took a step back. He didn't like the way she was holding her shoe like that. As if it were some sort of weapon. "What happened to being friends?"

She stood up, and took a step towards him, still holding they shoe, which had a very sharp heel. "That was before I knew what you did. That was before, when all I thought you had done was stand me up."

Nate was pulling apologetic faces from behind her and Serena was looking disapprovingly at him while flirting with the lifeguard at the same time.

"Your interior designer!" Blair punctuated each word with her shoe.

Blair was in meltdown mode. This was a ten on the disaster scale.

"Listen, Blair, I-"

He was cut off by Blair who was looking over his shoulder, "Marcus!"

Chuck turned around. Walking towards him was Nate's twin brother, who came up and wrapped his arms around Blair.

"Everybody, this is Lord Marcus." She smiled sweetly. Once again Chuck as amazed by the complete u-turn of her mood. A second earlier, she was on the verge of crucifying him right there on the beach. "Marcus, this is my friends Nate, Serena and Chuck. We were just catching up. Marcus is from England." She said, directly to Chuck.

Payback was a bitch, and that bitch come neatly packaged with a bow in the form of Blair Waldorf.

But this was a game he knew how to play.

It was going to be a long summer.

XOXO

Disclaimer: I don't own GG.