Disclaimer: Blair and Little J do not belong to me. They belong to Cecily Von Ziegesar and their TV counterparts to Josh Schwartz. Enough said. Happy Reading!
Blair Waldorf. From the moment Jenny Humphrey laid her eyes on her, she knew she hated everything about her. She hated how Blair controlled the Upper East Side, having power over everyone above and below her. She hated how Blair sat at the top of the stairs of the Met, looking down on everyone in her kingdom. She hated how Blair laughed, a laugh hollow and guarded, like she wasn't satisfied with her life, the life everyone wanted. She hated how she had to fake-smile at Blair everyday, just to climb her way to the top. She hated how Blair looked at her, like she was just a little girl who didn't know anything. She hated how Blair shined, that it didn't matter if Jenny wore a Vera Wang gown and Blair wore a potato sack. Blair would always look better.
She had loved it, cherished it when Blair fell from the social ladder when her affair was exposed. She secretly enjoyed it when she poured yogurt on top of Blair's head, even if she tried to hide it. She loved how the girls in Constance Billard ignored her, and how the guys in St. Jude's treated her like a slut. She loved how, for once, they noticed that Jenny was pretty. That she was queen bee material. They were looking at Jenny for the first time. Not at Blair.
Alas, that happiness was short-lived. Blair could never be kept bottom for long. A few months later, Blair was at the top. The position Jenny had. The position she had finally achieved, only to be snatched away. She hated how Blair climbed back up to the top, how she never gave up. She hated how Blair manipulated the people into sympathizing with her, even if the whole thing was her fault for falling for both Chuck and Nate. She hated how everyone had forgiven her so easily, and how they had fallen for her charm once again. She hated how Blair looked better than her, better than anyone, when she sat at the top of the steps of the Met. She hated how Blair had easily forgiven her, like what she did wasn't even worth a grudge. She hated how Blair became the queen again, and she was stuck as her handmaiden, branded with the name Little J. She hated how, in the end, Blair won both her Prince Charmings, with Chuck as her King and Nate still pining for her. She hated how happy Blair was, and how Jenny had to pretend to be.
But most of all she hated how she could never please Blair. That in Blair's eyes, whatever she did would never be good enough. She hated how much she adored Blair, so much she wanted to be her. But she couldn't. She was stuck as Little J. And while Blair got her happy ending with her Prince, Little J would forever be stuck in the fairytale.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I just wanted to look at things from Jenny's point-of-view, since other people rarely do. I think you can tell that I don't really like Little J, but I just had to do this. No offense to her fans though. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it. Tell me what you think by pressing the purple button on the lower left side. Thanks! xoxo