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GOSSIP GIRL: THE AFTERMATH

Just like Star Trek, the Beginning of a New Generation

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Heads up Upper East Siders. Gossip Girl is back- 25 years older, 25 years wiser and 25 years later there's still plenty of drama left. What is this I hear about B and C's daughter, E, following the footsteps of her maternal grandmother to take on the fashion world? And her brother, H, who is a carbon copy of their father? Do they have the connection with the Humphrey children like how their mothers share? How has S been doing at home with none other than the now-famous author, once-Lonely Boy, D? Whatever happened to N, V and J?Independent girl M is one of the new ones to watch out for in the Manhattan scene, how does she live up to the name of her family, especially with her infamous stepmother we all love to hate? Heir to the New York Publishing Media, L, has taken over the positionas the one "the girls swoon for". How do our former elites and their children plus their new friends live their lives normally in Manhattan? It's all here, only by me.

You know you love me, xoxo

Gossip Girl

Good morning Upper East Siders,

the sun is still as beautiful as it is during the summer but unfortunately, it's time to go back to school for our new batch of elite- the offsprings of our former media-ruling kings and queens and like any other bundled up packages, you get a little bit extra. Spotted: Our resident playboy, L has been toying around with his identity as the heir to the New York Publishing Empire and wealth with C's spawn, H. Independent girl, M, was seen out and about with B and C's princess, E and a Lonely Boy-look-a-like, R. Last I heard M was getting all the unnecessary attention from the boys at St. Jude's, especially L, which slightly set her step-sister, T, off with a vendetta- well, judging by who T's mother is, I wouldn't be surprised.

I've been getting some alerts all the way across the country that N and V are moving back to UES with their brood. It should be interesting to see how well they are reconnecting with their former mates, after all the scandalous things they've been through.

This will be another rollercoaster year on the Upper East Side, I can smell it already.

Until then, xoxo,

Gossip Girl

When you're in Upper East Side of Manhattan, you're bound to be messing with a lot of people; people who don't like you, people who don't like your parents, people who don't like your hair and even people who don't like your pet. And what's worse than being in the best prep school with 900 other rich kids who had things handed down to them on silver platters? Mia looked around the girls and boys of the Upper East Side elite chatting so excitedly with one another like they are selected for America's Next Top Model. She didn't like it one bit because she wasn't brought up like that. She was here with fact, her hair is so messy that her grandmother would shave her head off if she were to witness this.

"Earth to Mia???", there was a hard pat from behind on her shoulder, causing her to jump at that instant. Eliza Bass, with her long and toussled dark brown hair settled herself next to the black haired girl who was obviously dazed in confusion earlier that she almost got a heart attack when her shoulder was smacked. Eliza greeted with a cheerful grin, "Morning, you're early".

Mia took a pen and knotted her long wavy dark hair into a messy bun. "Now, you're early, that's a first". She smiled, taking a deep breath and straightening her back; before returning to the book in front of her.

"Uhuh; my perfectionist mother insisted that I be here before everyone else. And it's the start of the new year! Wouldn't miss it for the world", Eliza rolled her eyes and smirked sarcastically. Of course, her mother was the queen of perfection, Blair Waldorf Bass, who wanted her daughter to follow her footsteps of taking over the Upper East Side and Yale. However, Eliza wasn't interested. She cocked her head to one side, staring at a group of people of the same age, tables away. There are three girls; a blonde, a red head and a pan-asian; and a couple of boys, including her very-opposite brother, with their uniform dishevelled. "Won't you look at that, the elites, at their best".

She was referring to the super-elite group on Upper East Side, the ones who always get away, with their king-of-it-all; Luke Montgomery. He is the epitome of The Boy Who Lived, the centre of everyone's attention, the sun in the universe. Rich, smart and insensitive, all the qualities that make up a typical brat. Of course, he and Mia go way back to when they were 12 at one of those pre-puberty gatherings the socialites of UES threw each year which Mia's grandmother forced her to attend. Oh boyy, he had it all coming at that tender age. As much as Eliza hated to admit it, her brother was equally as distasteful for her as Luke Montgomery. He was the other sun in the universe of the elites. Sometimes it makes her think that maybe, just maybe, her brother secretly wished that Luke Montgomery was his twin instead of her.

Mia looked at her description's directions and rolled her eyes. "Well, you can't say that they're at their best without the bong".

Eliza sighed, "My mother warned that I'm not allowed to skip any school day this year even if I'm sick or dying because apparently it wouldn't look well on my Yale admission report". The year before, Eliza Bass cut school whenever she liked or was bored to go to the MET and some random local fashion scene all the way in Brooklyn with Mia and it prompted the headmistress to call their mothers. Mia turned to her and frowned, "You haven't told your mom about Parson's or Paris?"

Eliza retorted, "Mia my mother is not as cool as your mom, my mother is THE Blair Waldorf and when she says that 1 is equivalent to 2 and 2 is equivalent to 1, you can't just argue and say that 1 is 1."

"Yes, but you should tell her what you really want to do in life and if Yale's not in the picture then you can't force it in", Mia closed her book shut and leaned her head on her right arm, propped up on the table while looking at her best friend. "And what about your dad? He listens to you, all the time". Mia was referring to the times when Eliza wanted a new Prada purse, a new Valentino gown, a set of Manolo's spring collection and a avant-garde couture by Dior; all of which she carefully packed up all the way behind her closet. Talking about the difference between Yale and Parson's is not like arguing the difference between Prada and Gucci.

Eliza reacted immediately, exagerrating, "Are you kidding me? All my mother needs to do is lead him into the room in her lingerie and lock the door and that's it". Mia instantly laughed, Eliza has always been talking about her parents' epic romance, something that Mia never got a chance to witness between her own parents. "Thank you for outlining to me your parents' sexcapades"

"Don't mention it", Eliza triumphantly said. Then she frowned, when she realised that their other friend, Robert Humphrey, was nowhere to be seen. Like them, Robert was not interested in the elites of UES. "Where's Rob? He should have been here by now, Wes is already here".

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"Robert Humphrey, you're late for school", Serena van der Woodsen said it out loud, pulling the blinds in her son's room and letting a massive amount of sunlight through the windows, enough to blind her son's eyes. This was the last method she resorted on after Pastora, their homekeeper failed to wake him up.

Rob Humphrey stirred from his sleep and immediately shielded his face by hiding under his pillow. He muffled, "I don't feel like going to school today"

Serena hopped on his bed and pulled his pillow away, "What, but it's your first day. Aren't you excited to see your friends again?". Serena van der Woodsen has always been a committed mother, she strived to raise her children in a cosy home she and her brother never really had while growing up and she makes it a point to shower her children with love and care, like her mother.

Rob protested, "But Mom, I don't have friends in school". True, Robert knew better than to go to school with people who don't like him. Unlike his unidentical twin brother, Wes, he never got along well with the elites and that is why the only friends he knew he'll ever have are his somehow-unrelated-cousin-slash-best-friend, Eliza Bass and Mia Sanford.

Serena stood up and pulled his sheets away. "Nonsense, Wes was out of the house an hour ago". Rob tried to pull them back, both fighting to pull the sheets away from one another's hands, "Wes has friends Mom, I don't"

Just then, a girl properly dressed in the uniform of Constance and her hair tied up neatly walked into the room, "Mom, no one's taking to me to school today. Wes left without me". Jane Humphrey, the youngest of the Humphreys was starting her freshman year at Constance this morning and she was so excited that she could barely sleep the night before. In fact, she got ready before everyone else this morning but her brother left, forgetting that he left her behind. Her hair was as bronzey blonde as Serena's, but straighter.

Serena eventually won the sheets-pulling battle against her son and assured her youngest one, "Oh honey, Robbie will take you to school"

Rob immediately sat up and threw his hands up in the air, "What? No come on mom"

She instructed, using her advantage as a mother, "Nope, this is an immediate order by the woman who had you in her tummy for nine months", she refused to listen anymore and set her mind firm,"Get up, I want you to take Jane to her first day of school".

Rob was unwilling to let it go without another fight. He really did not want to attend school. "What about you? Dad's only coming home tonight, you're free now". His father, Dan Humphrey, the famous author with five best-selling-novels under his belt was on his book tour around the country.

His mother gladly announced, walking out of the room. "As a matter of fact young man, no. I'm meeting up with Aunt Blair, now hustle"

Jane dropped her bags and ran to pull her brother out of bed, "Robbie quick, I don't want to be late for school"

Robbie muttered under his breath. "Damn it". And Jane, on the other hand, was in awe because Dan and Serena try very hard to keep their daughter as innocent as possible, after witnessing for themselves the evil of going to school on UES. She immediately reacted and yelled, ""Mom, Robbie just mmm ummph fhmmm". Rob was quick enough to cover up his sister's big mouth.

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"So Tiff, is is true that your family going to throw two big parties to welcome the new season?" - LeAnne Bimbleton, excitingly asked her supposed-best friend at their usual morning gatherings before school starts. LeAnne worships the ground that Tiffany walks on because in LeAnne's opinion, Tiffany was beautiful and ridiculously famous and Tiffany Sparks-Sanford on the other hand, enjoyed being admired. And technically, she wasn't lying about the parties. Her mother, Georgina Sparks-Sanford has promised to let her throw one party for her friends and her grandmother, Pamela Sanford was planning to throw another one for the UES community.

Tiffany proudly proclaimed, "Umm hmm and you're all invited".

Another girl, JoJo Gordon took the opportunity to ask, "Is it true that Rihanna and Fergie are showing up?" JoJo has read it on GossipGirl that Tiffany was going to invite as many celebrities as she can and that Rihanna and Fergie are definitely on the list.

Tiffany knew Rihanna and Fergie were not coming, it was just some rumour she decided to let out to pull her name up the popularity polls on GossipGirl. She shrugged, "Well I think my grandmother sent them an invitation too but they're yet to R.S.V.P.". Then she turned to the bronzey haired boy sitting across the table from her, "Luke, you're coming right?". He did not respond and his eyes were dazed far away, Tiffany called again, "Luke?"

Wes Humphrey quickly elbowed Luke Montgomery, snapping him back to reality, and Luke immediately responded, "What, yea of course"

Tiffany turned to the direction where Luke was gazing at earlier and found her very own step-sister, Mia Sanford and her best friend at the table, chatting happily. Her face looked disgusted and she rolled her eyes, "Oh eew, I hope they don't show up on that day". She was never fond of her step-sister, in fact, she would never admit that Mia Sanford and her were related. She resented her from the moment her mother married Mia's father.

Henry Bass shot her a glare and warned her, "Stop talking about my sister Tiff, you don't like yours, that's your problem. Leave mine out of this".

Tiffany retorted at an instant, "Correction: it's STEP sister. And I don't get why you're defending Eliza when you're the one who said that she's dumb not to join us in the first place". Tiffany had nothing against Eliza but the fact that she was friends with the girl she hated, she never liked Eliza since. She held a grudge against Eliza since they were 13 years old when she tried to be best friends with Eliza but got turned down by the Bass princess.

Henry wittily replied, "Well, why don't you save your mouth for something else". And Tiffany was obviously offended with his comment as she got ready to bomb him with her mouth.

Luke immediately told them both off, "Okay guys, cut it out. That's enough". Luke needed peace, and he got it when they both shut up as he turned back to the direction of Mia Sanford.

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Spotted: R waiting outside the gates of St. Jude's, while his schoolmates were hustling in after the morning bell rung. It looks like he was slightly hesitant. What's the matter, R, taking over the place of your father as Lonely-Boy?