This is my first story, so hopefully you guys enjoy it. Criticisms are welcomed :]

This is my take on what should have happened in 1.10 Hi, Society.

"You knew Carter was going to my house," I whispered, suddenly everything made sense. "You tipped off Gossip Girl. You ruined my cotillion on purpose. You did all this for your own enjoyment and didn't care what it would do to me. Which is exactly why you and I could never work."

"Slow down there Waldorf-" Chuck pulled me back as I tried to pull away from his grasp.

"You make me sick. This thing between us, it's over. For good," I stated, finally able to pull away from him.

"Blair, what, I didn't mean-"

"Don't talk to me!"

"Blair!"

I stomped out of the ballroom angrily.

"Blair! What's wrong?" Serena grabbed my arm.

"My cotillion is ruined! All because of this Basshole!" I ranted, I pull my arm away from Serena and walked away.

I found an empty bench and sat down. How could he do this to me, he knew how important my cotillion was. I thought he understood me better than anyone else. But then again, why would he do this to me, what good would it be for him? Just for entertainment pleasures? Suddenly it made sense, he was jealous. He was jealous that I chose Nate to be my escort and not him. He had wanted to be my escort from the very beginning but I turned him down-

"Blair..."

I looked up, "Nate? What are you doing here? Weren't you kicked out?"

"Yeah, but I need to talk to you before I leave," Nate sat down next to me and held my hands, "Blair, I know it's a little late, but everything has been a mess. I know that I haven't been the greatest boyfriend, I slept with Serena and didn't have the guts to tell you until months later; I lied to you over and over again; I really messed up. I was hoping that by escorting you to cotillion, we could start fresh, but it didn't really didn't work out the way I attended it to. I was hoping that you would give me a second chance."

"Nate... After what happened between us, I don't think-"

"Blair, please, I promise be a caring boyfriend," Nate pleaded.

"The only reason that you want me back is because I'm a different person now. I'm no longer your girlfriend and I'm happy, that's the only reason you've finally noticed me. When I was with you, all you cared about was Serena. You're not used to not having someone beside you constantly fighting for your attention. Now that I am free from you, I feel relieved and most importantly, happy, " I confessed. It was true though, these past weeks have been the happiest moments of my life.

"Blair, I'll change. I promise. Serena was just a phase-"

"It doesn't matter if Serena was a phase or not. Whether it was you, or my mom, or anyone else, Serena was always number one. Time over time, you and my mom chose Serena over me. If Serena didn't leave for boarding school, I would have never been Queen. If Serena wanted her position back, she could have easily got it," I sighed, why am I ranting about Serena anyways. "But now, I found someone who always puts me first, one who never chooses Serena over me and likes me because I'm Blair Waldorf. He likes me for who I-"

"Blair, please, Carter Baizen? Really? Do you even know what that guy has done?"

"No, not Carter. Gossip Girl was wrong, he just left his jacket over at my house when he came over last week. Carter and I are just acquaintances, nothing more."

"Then who is he? Who is this guy that can make you happy?" Nate demanded.

"Nate, not now. Maybe later, but not now. We want to keep it low profile," I said.

After the talk with Nate, I finally knew what I wanted. I stood up from the bench and walked back into the ballroom looking for Chuck. After a few seconds of searching, I found him standing near the bar. I made my way towards him. I tapped him on his shoulder lightly, "Chuck."

Chuck turned around with wide eyes, "Blair, I can explain, I-"

"Want to dance?" I smiled and dragged him towards the dance floor. I placed my hands at his neck and felt his on my waist. "Chuck, I'm sorry."

"Sorry?" He asked curiously.

"Yes, I'm sorry I chose Nate over you. I knew you wanted to be my escort to cotillion. I shouldn't have turned you down. I wanted it to be you, I really did," I admitted. "These past weeks have been amazing with you, it really has."

"Blair..." Chuck sighed, he pulled me into a hug. "I really didn't mean to hurt you."

"I know, you were just jealous," I smirked,

"Chuck Bass does not get jealous," Chuck states, he pulls back a little and stares straight into my eyes, "Chuck Bass just doesn't like to share."

"Well, Blair Waldorf certainly doesn't like to share either. So you better be on your best behavior," I teased, pinching his cheek lightly.

"Ow, that hurts," Chuck whined. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket and pulled it out.

What do we find here? After the fight between N and CB on the dance floor, we find C and B cuddling together in the middle of the ballroom. Are they or are they not? But really B, the biggest womanizer of the UES? You know you love me, Gossip Girl.

"Do you want to end the confusion once and for all?" Chuck asked as he stuffed his phone back into his pocket.

Before I had another moment to think of the consequences, I pulled his head down for a kiss. I feel his hands leaving my waist and onto my head. I opened my mouth and felt his tongue enter my mouth. After a few seconds, he pulled away and leaned his forehead against mine.

"Does that answer your question?" I smiled as I looked into his eyes.

"Ha, not just mine but the rest of the UES I would think," he smirked and kissed me lightly. He pulled out his phone and showed me Gossip Girl's blast.

Well, it looks like we have the answer to our question. Moments after my last blast, C and B shared a sweet kiss on the dance floor. Watch out guys, you definitely don't want to cross Queen B, no that she has the devil in her force. You know you love me, Gossip Girl.

We both laugh after reading the blast, "Chuck, thank you."

"For what?"

"For always being there when I needed you. Even though you are a pain in the ass," I joked.