Hey Upper Eastsiders,

Spotted: An old face stepping off a train in our fair City. Clementine Davinbride.

Here I am feeling a strange sense of deja vu as another old face steps off of a train here in New York City. Six months ago we reclaimed Serena Van Der Woodsen and today Little Miss Davinbride joins us for another round Upper Eastside fun.

Welcome home, Miss Davinbride

Xoxo Gossip Girl.


I stared up at the list of outgoing trains, I had only stepped off my own train moments ago and already I wanted to hop on another one and leave New York again.

"Your hi..." My bodyguard and care taker, Jenson began as he wheeled one of my suitcases to my side, I gave him a stern look and he corrected himself, "Miss Davinbride, we really must get to the hotel." I offered him a small smile and a nod, then he led the way to a black limousine waiting just outside the station.

The traffic was heavy and the journey was a slow crawl, I watched out the window as the people of New York City went about their days, hurrying around like ants, nothing new there. I hadn't been in the City for a little over a year and I had missed it dearly but I wasn't looking forward to the questions my disappearance must surely have created. I was so lost in thought that I was unaware the car had stopped moving and was a little startled when Jenson opened my door, "Welcome home, Miss Davinbride."

I stepped out of the car and looked up at the Plaza Hotel, it hadn't changed and I hadn't expected it too. I headed for the door while Jenson and some of the hotel staff collected my luggage from the car. I reached for the door just as someone from the other side pushed it open, sending me flying to the floor.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry are you okay?" A girl rushed to haul me back on to my feet as I ran a hand through my copper hair to flatten its dishevelled appearance.

"Yeah, no worries, I'm f-" I cut myself off and looked up at the girl, she was about half a foot taller than me and blonde, "Serena?" I said, I was surprised to see New York's resident party girl actually stood in New York since she'd left for boarding school about a month before I'd left. The girl's look of concern faded into a smile,

"Oh my God, Clementine?" She threw her arms around me in a tight hug and like an old habit my arms wrapped around her too. "So Gossip Girl was telling the truth." Serena commented and I frowned, I should have known the moment I stepped off the train I would be back on Gossips Girl's radar, I hadn't missed that at all. I opted to change the subject.

"What are you doing here?" We both asked each other as we pulled apart, then laughed. "It's a long story," Serena answered, "Blair's throwing a little party, I'm sure she'd love to see you?" The thought of seeing Blair wasn't all that thrilling, we were friends but she could be quite a difficult person to be around sometimes, though perhaps the year had changed her.

"Sure, why not?" I said "Let me just..." I walked over to Jenson to let him know I was going out, he was petty good at letting me go out on my own, even if he wasn't supposed to leave my side at all, "Speed dial number one, remember?" He told me and I nodded before going back to Serena, "All set, let's go!"

We caught a cab to Blair's place. Nothing here had changed either, the décor was still perfect and hydrangeas still sat on the entrance hall table. We stepped out of the elevator, music was coming from another room as Serena greeted a few people, it wasn't a huge party but there still seemed to be people everywhere I looked.

"Serena!" Blair called out as we entered the sitting room,

"Hey, Blair." Serena replied with a smile and I stood beside her, a perfectly practiced smile on my own lips.

"Oh look, the rumours are true, Little Miss Davinbride is once again gracing us with her presence." Blair added when she saw me, it wasn't a hostile comment but it wasn't exactly nice either. "Come, have a drink, there's food in the kitchen!" She offered a glass of something alcoholic to Serena who in turn offered it to me instead. I took it and took a sip, "Thanks, B." Blair continue to smile but her eyes narrowed slightly, I couldn't remember what I'd done but I'd obviously pissed her off at some point before I left.

Serena looked between the two of us, locked in a battle of narrowed eyes. If I couldn't even remember what I'd done it probably meant she was just blowing p something tiny to make drama, Blair loved drama. "Hey, guys I'm going to grab some food, Clem, come with?" She asked and I nodded, following her into the kitchen.

"What did I do to piss off Queen B?" I asked, hoping Serena could shed some light on the subject. Serena poured herself a glass of water and looked at me apologetically. "What?" I asked her, curious as to what she could possibly be sorry for.

"I should have thought," Serena began, "I was just so excited to see you that I forgot."

"Spit it out Serena," I said with a laugh, "What have I done?"

Serena took a sip from her glass before she spoke, "Its not what you've done, its who." She said and I could feel my cheeks heat almost instantly.

"What do you mean?" I asked, curling a strand of long hair around my finger.

"Blair and Chuck are sort of..." She trailed off, she didn't need to finish her sentence I knew where she was heading with it.

After a year away it shouldn't bother me, I shouldn't feel anything for him since I never had in the first place. Yet a part of me felt disappointed, for my previous five years of living in New York one constant was Chuck Bass and his ridiculously confusing feelings for me. We'd been friends, he would joke about wanting nothing more than getting into my pants but he'd never touched me, never even tried. He'd once found me so drunk that I could hardly even stand and instead of having sex with me like I'd drunkenly told him he could do, he'd hit speed dial number one and told Jenson to come and get me. Other times he hated me, like I was the worst thing in his life, like just seeing me made him feel horrible and he wouldn't speak to me for days. It was confusing but it had been the one thing I'd missed the most about New York.

I understood why Blair was acting how she was, everyone was convinced Chuck was in love with me and now if Chuck and Blair were an item she saw me as a threat.

"Maybe I should go?" I said and Serena frowned at me.

"No, Clem you can't leave we haven't seen each other in forever!" She said, "B'll get over it, I mean you always said Chuck wasn't in love with you and you were never in to him – except that one time,"

"Serena, you're babbling. I'm sure you're right but I just feel I need to still be gone for a little bit, let Blair get her head on straight. I'll see you at school on Monday, kay?"

"Sure, Clem. If that's what you think's best." Serena walked me to the elevator and watched as the doors closed.

I walked home, it wasn't a short walk, The Plaza was quite far from Blair's place but I enjoyed the air. New York even smelled the same. It seemed like everything here was the same except me and everything that mattered to me.


I've never written Gossip Girl before which is weird since I watched the show like forever ago and enjoyed it so much. Ugh I hate first chapters though. Please stick with me ever though this chapter was garbage? ~RainbowVeins