This is my first attempt at a Chair fanfiction. I hope you guys like it!
It was here at last. One night that every girl dreams of from the time she can talk. Prom. Blair Waldorf was doing final primping before she descended the staircase into what was sure to be the night of her life. She smoothed her dress down. Oscar de la Renta had been the obvious choice, but she had never dreamed of finding what she did. The midnight blue was the perfect shade for an important night like tonight, and the way it flowed out after just hitting her hips was perfect. It was the most flattering thing she had ever worn in her life. She knew of only one way to make it more perfect. She glanced over at her Erickson Beamon necklace. How it shimmered in the faint light of her room. The sight of it flooded her mind with memories that pained her to visit. It almost made her think of him, he who was not to be spoken of her presence. The he who had taken her heart and shattered it in one blow. Blair shook her head. She couldn't wear the necklace. The necklace was placed back in its box and put on the top shelf of her closet. Blair breathed a sigh of relief. "It would have been inappropriate anyway", she said to herself. "After all, we are well into the new chapter of my life. One with someone else."
As he tightened his tie and took one last glance at himself, Chuck Bass was sure that what he was going to do tonight was the right thing. He and Nate had been planning it for a while now. Everybody was in on it. Even Humphrey Dumpty and his snake of a friend Vanessa. Chuck sighed. He would never know what Nate saw in her. But that was beside the point. Tonight, was going to be perfect.
As Nate Archibald rode the elevator up to the Waldorf residence, he couldn't help but wonder why he was doing this in the first place. He should really be with Vanessa tonight. She had actully been looking forward to prom. Now she was stuck going with Dan Humphrey. Not that there was anything wrong with that, Dan was a great guy, but he wasn't him. The first plan had been for Vanessa to go with Chuck, but neither were very thrilled with that arrangement. So Dan was the next choice. Of course, this involved telling him their plan, but what's one more person? Serena knew, but that was necessary, for they needed insider knowledge of what was going on in Blair's head. Especially when it came to Chuck. Nate jumped when her heard the ping of the elevator. He nearly dropped his flowers. Really, Chuck had picked them out, but Blair wouldn't know that until later. The doors opened and the Waldorf's maid Dorota scurried to greet him. "Miss. Blair! Mr. Nate here to take you to prom!"
Blair was snapped out of her thoughts when she heard Dorota calling her, announcing Nate's arrival. Finally, she could erase al thoughts of...him, and let her mind wander to her true fantasy. A life with Nathaniel Archibald. Blair felt an inward cringe. What was wrong with her? Two years ago, that was all she ever wanted, well that and Yale, which she had already. Had she really changed that much? Impossible. Blair again shook those thoughts from her mind and focused on the usual thoughts before she made her grand entrances. Be like Audrey, be like Audrey, be like Audrey. With a deep breath, Blair opened her door and made her way to the staircase.
Nate looked up when he heard the rustle of silk. Even he couldn't believe his eyes. He couldn't remember Blair ever looking more beautiful in her life. As usual, she took the stairs with all the poise and grace of her idol, Audrey Hepburn. He knew that's what she would be thinking. When she approached him, he kissed her hand a told her how beautiful she looked. As the elevator rode down, Nate whispered under his breath, "show time".
The prom was amazing. Even Chuck could appreciate that. The Palace had done up their ballroom in all the traditional prom decorations, Upper East Side style of course. Serena was waltzing around the dance floor with her new European boyfriend. She winked at him as they passed him by. He noticed Vanessa and Dan lounging at the bar. Dan was starring longingly at Serena while Vanessa was chattering happily, unknowing that Dan was hearing none of it. Chuck couldn't help but feel sorry for the guy. But it was his own fault for screwing that teacher, oh what was her name? Well its not important. She fled town once it was posted on Gossip Girl anyway. Chuck was relieved to see Blair and Nate hadn't arrived yet. Give him time to mentally prepare himself. He sauntered over to the bar, but just ordered water, a first for him. He didn't want any alcohol in his system when he did this, though he would probably need it. He looked over at Vanessa and Dan. Vanessa gave him a knowing smile and he smiled back. Maybe she wasn't so bad after all. At that moment, he could have sworn the room stood still for a moment. Chuck's heart stopped beating for what felt like a whole minute. He had never seen such beauty before in his entire life. At that moment, Nate had entered with Blair Waldorf on his arm. Nate looking content and Blair looking happy to any anonymous bystander. But Chuck knew her better than that. He knew when she was forcing happiness, even when she didn't. That was a good sign at least. Maybe everything would go right after all.
Blair stood and took in the scene before her. The prom was beautiful. The Palace had done a good job. She scanned the crowd for a familiar face. There was Serena, practically throwing herself at her new boyfriend. Blair glared at her in disgust. Did all her gowns have to, lets just say, not leave a whole lot to the imagination? And why were they all yellow? Whatever. There was Dan and Vanessa. Blair snickered under her breath. It was comical how Vanessa had ever thought herself worthy of being with an Archibald. The way she stared at him at this very moment was heart braking for anyone other than Blair. Blair just felt pleased. She glanced up at Nate to see if he was looking back at her. He wasn't. Blair felt relief. She always had the feeling he was never over Vanessa. But she knew she was silly to worry. But what was he looking at? Blair followed his gaze and her breath caught in her throat. There he was. Looking right at her. She had not seen him since she and Nate had started dating, and even then only a glance across the street as she caught him starring at her and Nate holding hands and kissing each other lightly. He didn't come to school anymore, thank god, for he was busy running his late father's business. But the look on his face that day. The picture almost never left her mind. She had never seen him look in as much pain as at that moment. And now he was looking at her the same way, only there was something different Blair couldn't pick up. The pain was gone, but she couldn't tell what had replaced it.
As Blair and Nate made their way to the dance floor, Chuck couldn't help remembering the last time he had seen Blair. He had been walking down 5th, minding his own business, when he saw them across the street. He didn't think it would hit him as hard as it did. Though he knew it was all a lie, a part of his scheme, it felt as if a thousand knives had come flying at his heart. He knew that this kind of behavior was necessay of course, but it still hurt. From then on, he avoided going out if he knew they were together. Nate would let him know. It hurt too much. Chuck drained his water and braced himself. The moment he had anticipated for over a year now was coming at him fast.