Chapter 1
Gossip Girl here, your one and only source into the scandalous lives of Manhattan's elite. Top story on my page is our loved, or should I now say hated-Blair Waldorf has gone missing. I bet I know why, last I heard our little Queen B was dethroned faster than legendary Marie Antoinette. Guess we won't be seeing her for a while, or will we? One good scandal deserves another, and Blair has always been the center of attention. It's only another of time before someone else falls apart. Wonder who's next on the list. You know you love me. XOXO Gossip Girl.
Blair Waldorf's cell phone chirped loudly at a surprisingly early hour. She hastily rose out of bed, reached onto the night table and lifted her bright orange phone to her ear. "Hello?" she said groggily.
"Blair its Serena! You didn't come to school again!"
Blair rolled her eyes, wishing that Serena wasn't so lightheaded sometimes. Did she not realize that going to school would be social suicide at the moment? Hadn't she gone through enough for one week?
"It's Friday S, there's no point, if I'm feeling up to it, I'll come in on Monday." Blair said flatly, wanting nothing more than to curl up in her bed and just sleep so she wouldn't have to think or remember any of the recent events that shook her life.
She heard Serena pout from the other end. "It's just…it's not healthy to stay locked up. You can't hide forever, that's no better than running. Listen I know you probably need time, but just realize people will talk more if you try to avoid facing the world."
Blair eyed the clock beside her bed. 11 am it read. She would be in chemistry right now if she had attended school. As if she could handle hearing about scientific formulas while her social life lay in shreds. Blair closed her eyes stressed. She knew Serena was right, but it would be so hard coming into school and having to face everyone, let along hear all the rude remarks that would be said straight to her face.
"Just give me a little more time. I'll go out with you this weekend, I promise." Blair said quickly before hanging up. She knew it was rude to end a conversation just like that, but sometimes even Serena cornered her, whether she realized it or not.
She sat back against her pretty silk pillows. Now there was no way she was going back to sleep. She looked around, hating the feeling of being wide awake with nothing to do. She knew she hated this feeling because it never happened to her until now. Before she knew it she was rummaging through her DVD collection, settling on a movie. She would start with Breakfast at Tiffany's then move to Gone with the Wind, then finally Casablanca. All the classics.
Blair contemplated on making the day a little more enjoyable by fetching the carton of chocolate ice cream sorbet in her fridge but then realized it would just make her fat and unattractive. So instead she stayed in her bed, watched her movies, pathetically wishing that her life had happy endings just like in her old classic films.
Chuck sat in the back of his calculus class, as usual not paying attention. His seat directly in the back was only contributing to the factor. If this has been a typical day he would have smoked a joint outside with Nate before attending the class, and would have had himself a grand old time.
But everything was completely different. Instead of smoking the joint outside with Nate, they both hadn't even crossed paths, let alone thought about smoking together. Instead Chuck forced himself to go to class after class in complete silence feeling as if something was terribly wrong.
Now in his calculus class, Nate had moved his seat to the other side of the room and in the front no less. He hadn't turned around once. He hadn't even attempted to make eye contact with Chuck. Surprisingly Chuck thought that losing Nate as a friend would be the worst thing in the world but… it wasn't. Chuck just felt as if everything had backfired on him. That screwing over Blair's life had essentially done the same for him. Sure he felt miserable that he too, practically had no friends, no one to talk to, but the guilt that pinched in his gut was all about Blair. He couldn't believe that a moment of anger towards her led him to do something so completely and utterly stupid.
He cursed at himself silently and raised his hand, asking to be excused from the class. Even then Nate didn't look up. Whatever, Chuck thought.
Once Chuck was walking towards the school's exit he saw Serena sitting on the front steps that marked the entrance to Constance Billard/St. Judes.
"…I know you probably need time, but just realize people will talk more if you try to avoid facing the world…"
Chuck winced, and stayed in his spot, not moving an inch. He knew who Serena was talking to. He would have to be dumb not to. He had noticed that Blair hadn't shown up for school for days. He heard that she almost left for France before Serena stopped her. Chuck couldn't help but feel slightly responsible for that. Blair was so down that she felt compelled to leave the country.
There wasn't much left in the conversation, because without another word he heard Serena's phone click shut. She turned around quicker than Chuck had anticipated. He hadn't even had a chance to move away.
"Chuck." She said coldly, looking at him for a brief moment before moving closer to him so they were face to face. "I really want to believe that it wasn't you who started this whole mess." She said before brushing past him rudely and walking back into the school.
He sneered before turning his head slightly. "Yeah me too." He said before walking off into the city streets, with no clue or direction of where he was headed.
