Hi all! I haven't written FanFiction in a while but I just love Gossip Girl and cannot wait for season three. I actually like the show more than the books. Still i love them both!

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"I love you too."

That's all Blair could think about as she laid in bed waiting for Dorota to open the curtains and inform her of the day's events. Chuck Bass, the man who she had always loved but didn't admit it, had finally professed the three words she had longed to hear her whole senior year. All the bickering, crying, and back-stabbing had been worth all the trouble. Blair had a soft smile on her face as Dorota came through the door.

"Oh, Miss. Blair you are up! I hope not for long. Mr. Chuck left a note earlier for you."

Blair looked up at Dorota and smiled, "Really, he did?"

Dorota nodded, "Miss. Blair, it seemed Mr. Chuck was in a very good mood. I think he may stop by later but he didn't want me to wake you." Blair glanced at the clock and saw it was just before noon. Thinking about Chuck all night had made her exhausted.

"Would you like for me to bring up some breakfast for you Miss. Blair?"

Blair needed to collect her thoughts and nodded for the maid to leave. She picked up her phone from her cream colored nightstand and saw she had two voicemails, one from Serena and the other from Chuck.

"Hi B, it's me S. I can't talk for long but don't worry about me I'll meet you in the Hampton's as soon as I can. I'm just…err in a bit of a rush. I promise I'll tell you all about it when I come back. I love you! Ciao!"

As usual, Serena was off into her own dramatic world. The one time Blair was ultimately happy and Serena was no where to be found. Oh well, she wouldn't let her best friend's usual disappearing act drown her spirits. She clicked her phone for the next message and waited for his voice.

"Blair, I've been thinking about you all night. When you get out of bed love, go check with Dorota for a certain letter… I'll be waiting… I love you"

Blair sighed and gleamed again and sprinted down the stairs to see the letter on the coffee table. She opened the envelope and glanced at the letter.

Dear Blair,

I could not stop envisioning your gorgeous face last night. Meet me in front of Tiffany's. I want to make you're dream day come true, because in my eyes you are my Audrey, but much sexier.

Come at One.

Yours, C

She looked at the clock again and it read 12:10.

"Crap" She ran upstairs, thinking about an outfit that would make Chuck fall to his knees.