A/N: Now, this is my first fanfic ever. When I say ever, I mean ever. My best-friend forced me to write this. She said that I should not go down the annals of fanficdom as the one who reads and reviews but does not write. Now, my eyes blink rapidly as I wonder why I cannot stay in that beautiful place of giving opinions from my high position on my high horse. But, she is very persuasive; thus bringing about the birth of this write-up. So, please read and review. Thanks.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gossip Girl, but I own the car, the patch of ice and the new girl.
Summary: On a dark cold night, something life-altering happens...
The black sedan zoomed at an alarming rate. The driver in a hurry, his attention, not on the road, but on the watch on his wrist, noticed nothing about his surroundings. He pays no mind to the moon out in all its glory, nor the shadows that were all over the road. He did not notice the figure that jumped out of the way of the car to prevent the collision that wanted to happen. But in trying to jump to safety, the figure slipped on a patch of ice and falls to the ground, hitting its head, and fading to nothingness, while sprawled on the pavement; the blood gathering beneath it showing that the life force was rapidly fading away. Time was 10:45pm.
Good morning upper Eastsiders. Top story on my homepage: Gossip Girl hit by a hit and run driver last night. Her body was discovered this morning by a pedestrian, and doctors confirmed that Gossip Girl died at 10:45 yesterday night. Well, who am I? I'm the New Gossip Girl.
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A.N: Now, for those of you that are wondering: No I do not hate Gossip Girl, as a matter of fact, I love the show. But see, my best friend hates Gossip Girl, and wanted her dead. So, please keep the torches away from me. Lol. For those of you that are wondering about the short length of the story, well, My BF wanted the story to be like this:
Xoxo Gossip Girl got run over by a truck, and who am I? I'm the new Gossip Girl.