Hearing her iPhone ping, Blair Waldorf's stare that held the door was interrupted. Blair had always liked to people watch. It was always interesting for her to try and imagine what
each person in the bars reason for being there was. Glancing down at her phone, she saw the alert from Gossip Girl. Ah yes, Gossip Girl. The blog that had terrorized her and the rest of the Upper East
echelon. Thumbing it open, she scrolled down the page before she nearly dropped her phone. A big, bolded headline proudly announced, "The Return of Serena Van Der Woodsen". She could feel
her heart beat against it's cage rapidly underneath her Burberry dress. Pulling out a $20 bill, she tossed it where her glass of orange juice stuck out like a sore thumb in the bar. Orange juice
was expensive in Manhattan.
As she walked out of the bar, she put the phone to her face called the love of her young life, Nathaniel Archibald.
"Hey babe, what's up?" he answered after the second ring.
"Nate. Were you aware that Serena Van Der Woodsen is back from boarding school?" she asked sharply as she flagged down a cab.
"No.. I-" the pause, nor the excitement in his voice was muffled because Blair interrupted him.
"I just can't believe after all this time she thinks she can just come back and walk around like nothing changed," she ranted as she slid into a cab.
"Yeah, Blair. That's, uh, pretty crazy yeah."
"It is! And as always her timing is absolutely horrendous." Blair continued breathlessly.
"Blair I'm going to have to call you right back. But I'll see you at the party tonight okay? I love you." he hung up before she could respond.
"Penelope, I told you not to pin it too high!" Blair raged as she saw how high her minion, Penelope Shafai, had tied her updo. Blair never really understood friendship. When she thought she did, her best and only friend disappeared wordlessly, showing her friendship didn't really exist. What kind of best
friend leaves without a word? What kind of best friend ignores dozens and dozens of calls, and endless seas of letters?
"Blair, I'm so sorry! I'll fix it right now." Penelope began adjusting Blair's tightly woven and pinned up brunette tresses. So, to avoid feeling anything about Serena's absence all school year long at their private school, Constance, Blair found more minions. Now it wasn't just Penelope Shafai and Jessica Leitenberg that Blair and Serena used to control and use as their minions. It now included the very smart, aesthetically lackluster valedictorian, Nelly Yuki. Eyeing herself in the stand up mirror in front of her, she smiled happily.
"I look delicious. I really think tonight is going to be the night!" she exclaimed to her minions, the closest thing she had to friends. Adjusting the garter belt that held her tight stockings up, she felt sexy in the Agent Provocateur lace bra and panties she wore underneath her tight, form fitting wine colored dress. Her and Nate had been dating for 3 years, high school sweethearts. He was absolutely perfect for her. Loyal, rich, handsome, and lusted by every girl at their school. He came from a prominent school and was destined to probably be a politician or something. They were both virgins and had constantly been talking about finally doing the deed. Blair felt like she was late to the party of losing one's innocence. None of her friends were virgins, and there was also the fact that Selena had fucked half of Upper East echelon. She rolled her eyes in thought as she picked up her gucci clutch as her crowd of minions followed behind her.
"My dad said we could use his limo until tomorrow," Jessica Leitenberg gushed, desperate for appraisal from the Queen Bee herself.
"That's wonderful. Thank you, Jennifer." she said happily as Jessica held the door open for her and all the other girls to get in.
"My name is Jessica..." she whispered quietly as she got in.
"Oh my gosh this is dope!" Blair exclaimed over her, looking around the gorgeous leather limo and finding a bottle of champagne. With a grin, she ordered the driver to raise the music and popped the champagne. Tonight was going to be an unforgettable night.