Disclaimer: I don't own GG
-Eighteen Candles & Presents-purple suede shoes-T –
Blair was excited. Not a fake Blair excited, but a real over the moon, happy excited.
It was her birthday.
Another year older, but not necessarily wiser.
Eighteen. It was an age that she had longed to be for so long.
Looking back, she remembers her devastating party last year.
Nate was off hugging some mystery blonde. Her party was a total disaster.
Chuck had been the one to make it better. He always made things better.
Now a year later, they were going to Yale. Living in a penthouse off campus. It had been her dream, ever since she was old enough to talk. Except that dream included Nate, not Chuck.
It was her birthday, and this year things would be different. Chuck wouldn't need constant reminders like Nate did. He wouldn't need her to pick out her own birthday gifts. He would make things special. Although it would probably be in some kinky, perverted way.
She laughed to herself. This year's birthday was going to be a lot better.
Coming home, she had expected Chuck to be there. Instead, she found a white rose. With a card hanging off it.
B
A white rose for your innocence. Which I thoroughly enjoyed removing.
I found you easily at last year's Masquerade. It's time you enjoyed the same.
The limo is waiting downstairs. It's yours for tonight. The driver's been given specific instructions. So please, don't try to find out.
C
Blair laughed, trust Chuck to come up with the sweetest card, yet make it perverted.
She got dressed in a flurry, before making it down to the lobby. Her stilettos tapped on the marble floors, creating a happy, bouncy rhythm. It matched the way she felt.
True to his word, his limo was waiting for her.
The driver smiled at her, and opened the door.
Stepping inside, she gasped.
There were mountains of gifts, all wrapped in white. With silver bows.
The DVD player was playing Breakfast at Tifany's. There was a glass of champagne, and exactly four dark chocolate covered strawberries, the tops removed. She didn't have to eat them to know that they would also be filled with white chocolate shavings. She was surprised that Chuck had paid so much attention to her. He even knew exactly how many strawberries she would eat.
She sipped her champagne, ate one of the delectable strawberries.
Then she slowly counted the gifts. Eighteen, exactly her age.
AN:This was originally going to be a oneshot, but I thought it would be cuter if i made it a multiparter ,so each present has its own chapter
Quote:
Gossip Girl: Spotted, B turning a year older, but not necessarily wiser. Looks like chuck's the gift that keeps on giving. Blow your candles out B, This'll be better in the dark.