Chapter 1: Is This A Game?

Hey guys! This is my first fanfic ever and I know I chose an outdated show but I couldn't resist! I'm currently rewatching and really wanted to read a good fic with Chuck and an OC character. I looked for about three days and failed. After literally crying because I couldn't find one that actually ended, I thought "What better way to live out my Chuck Bass fantasies than by writing my own fanfic?"

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-Ashley :)

"I need to get my shit together."

I'm staring at myself in the mirror and I can't recognize who's looking back at me. Strands of my dark brown hair are going in every possible direction. My black eyeliner that I had so carefully and nicely placed last night, was now smeared onto my cheeks. My head is throbbing from the hangover I clearly have.

Jeez, I guess it was a wild night.

The t-shirt I had managed to change into in my drunken state last night was loosely hanging off my petite body. One of my socks seemed to have gotten lost in the mess that is my sheets. Or maybe I was too drunk to even put on the second sock? The only thing I can pierce together from last night said being inside a limo with friends and having drinks on drinks. I don't remember where we went or what we even did.

I really need a shower...

As I try to fill in the blackouts from last night, I slip my t-shirt over my head and pull off my underwear. Quickly, in all my glory, I half-jog to my beautiful humongous bathroom. The walls and floors were black marble and the decor was all white and glam. Just to my liking. My bathroom has to be my favorite place on Earth. Nothing can relax me the way a nice hot shower will. And of course my bathroom has to be the most luxurious and glamorous place.

I can't really say I'm the most "humble and down-to-earth" girl there is on the Upper East Side. I'm sure there's plenty below my level that are humble enough to go around the Earth about fifty times. But I love the life I live and all the glamour; there's something about it that just feels like the best quality is being provided. And of course it is with my fathers career and his income he provides only the best for his little princess.

I turn on the shower and make sure it steams up the entire bathroom, it has to burn my skin for me to even consider being relaxed. I play my favorite playlist for showering and let the mirrors fog up as I step in the shower and dance along while softly singing along as well. The water glides over my body and I sigh in relaxation as the hot water soothes my hungover body. A shower is the true remedy to a wild night out.

Hey, Upper East Siders, Gossip Girl here, and I have the biggest news ever. One of my many sources, Melanie91, sends us this: "Spotted at Grand Central, bags in hand: Serena van der Woodsen." Was it only a year ago our It Girl mysteriously disappeared for "boarding school" and just as suddenly she's back. Don't believe me? See for yourselves. Lucky for us, Melanie91 sent proof. Thanks for the photo, Mel.

Gossip Girl

"No. Fucking. Way!" I squeal as I carefully read the words on my cellphone. I read it over and over again until it's practically carved into my brain.

Serena is back.

My phones shrill ring snaps me back into focus and I look at the caller-id. It's Blair and I already know what to expect from my best friend. Has she seen the Gossip Girl blast already?

"Hey, babe. What's up?" I'm hoping she's calling about something other than Serena. Which to my surprise she's actually yelling at yours truly.

"Where the hell are you?!" She exclaimed into my ear a little too loud and I backed the phone away from my ear. I sigh, thinking about how hurt she still is about S leaving with reason. I was hurt too because she was, after all, my best friend too. But I had no idea what she was going through and maybe she just needed time to herself.

"I'm in my bathroom, naked." I simply said while making finishing touches to my makeup. I could just see Blair rolling her eyes at me.

"My mom's party is currently in the works and she's hysterical that she hasn't seen you." She tells me as if I'm supposed to know. Eleanor was quite fond of Serena and I. Can't say I blame her either.

"I'm almost ready I promise." I giggle and she groans.

"That means your hair hasn't even been touched!"

"Okay... You're right." I laugh and put on my favorite peach lipgloss to finish the look. Studying my makeup in the mirror making sure it's all perfect; I start to section my hair.

"Just hurry up! Please!" She squeals and hangs up.

I roll my eyes and go on about getting my hair done. Should I do something different or just wear it as usual? My signature hairstyle is very plain but I love the sophistication it gives me.

Would the look of my dark brown hair parted down the middle and pin straight down to just above my butt be the look for this brunch? Hm... I'd like to say I'm very proud of how well kept my hair is but sometimes I'd like some change. I bend down and look through my drawers trying to find my hair tools and smile when I discover my hair curling iron. I plug it in not sure what hairstyle I've decided on but at least I can start heating it up. I glance at my phone and groan.

"Things are about to get juicy around here." I sigh to myself, knowing that whoever Gossip Girl is, will have a good old time.

"I'm sorry I'm late. Needed my beauty sleep." I take Blair into my arms and she rolls her pretty doe-eyes.

"You must've gotten no sleep then." She giggles and my mouth drops open. I, in no way, must look anything less that beautiful.

"That's very rude considering I actually showed up." I pouted and flip my long hair back. The end of my hair was curled after all. I decided a bit of styling would go a long way.

Blair rolled her eyes and grabbed me by the arm dragging me off to greet the boys who I had last seen last night. I don't really remember what we had done if I'm being 100% honest. Nate was standing with his father and I stopped along to say "Hello" and greet them with each a kiss on the cheek.

"Aury Winters. Classy as always." Nate's dad who has been a good friend of my dad's for years, smiles at me and I smile back. Usually I don't try as hard for casual outings or school, but for brunch full of kids in my grade, I have to look my absolute best. Not that I don't ever.

"My father sends his hello's." I took a glance at Nate and realized that he was too into what Blair was telling him to pay attention to my greeting. Recently Blair has been trying to find the perfect time to lose her virginity to Nate. I've advised her to take it slow and not to rush things unnecessarily. She's lacking patience and Nate is getting scared at her forwardness. Hopefully, she takes the advice and things will go smoother for them.

"Oh, how is Adam? Traveling like always?" He raised a brow to which I grabbed a strand of my hair. I looked down and twirled the piece of my hair that was perfectly curled and fiddled with it. I always got nervous when questioned about my father's whereabouts. He was rarely home but I completely understood why. I couldn't come between his work.

"He's in Paris closing another deal." I smiled proudly. My father worked hard and his hard work was greatly appreciated. The Captain congratulated him and I bid my "see-you-later's" and continued through the Waldorf residence. I scoped around the area trying to find the last person I owe my greetings to.

"Well, well. Look who it is." I heard a rough husky voice say from behind me. I gasped and turned my head around finding the one and only; Chuck Bass. I smirked as I caught his eyes trailing down to my behind. The white dress I wore graciously hugged my curves and I couldn't feel more confident. I rolled my eyes and faced him directly with my arms crossed. His eyes quickly moved down to my obvious cleavage and went back to piercing my eyes.

"Interested?" I raised a brow.

"Very. With a rack like that..." He breathed in and bit his lip.

"You're a pig." I made a face of disgust and turned away to grab a flute of champagne that was being served. Chuck had a scotch on the rocks in hand and took a sip before we made our way to the beautiful pristine white couch and sat comfortably. His eyes stayed on me and it was obvious he wanted a slice of cake. If you catch my drift. But of course, it isn't Chuck Bass if he's not trying to get at least one girl at the social gathering into bed.

"I love it when you talk dirty, Princess." He leaned into my ear and I couldn't help but roll my eyes at the nickname he couldn't seem to let go of. His hand had found a place on my thigh he circled his thumb softly tracing circles on the soft skin. I eyed him and put my hand on his. He pursed his lips, about to say something pervy but my smart mouth had started to open and interrupt him. But in that moment we both got interrupted by the ding of the elevator to the Waldorf's residence. It opened suddenly and there stood the blonde beauty. As casual as you could possibly think, may I say.

Serena was definitely nervous and you could tell by the way she looked around. My jaw dropped in shock. No way was she here. After leaving for the whole Summer, I couldn't believe she would just try to show up like that... She hurt us but maybe she had her own problems in mind. My blonde best friend had left without an explanation to either one of us in our trio of best friends. Was she in danger? Or did she fuck up big time and was running away from her mistakes? Either way we had all been worried sick the entire Summer.

"I can't believe she's actually here." I whispered to Chuck and downed the flute of champagne as I shoved off his hand and made my way over to her. I had to talk to her. The anger I had for her not answering my calls vanished as I approached her and I was relieved that she was even alive.

"Well if it isn't Serena van der Woodsen herself." I smirked as she nervously smiled.

"Aury... I missed you." She pulled me into a hug and I hugged her tightly. I had missed her so dearly, especially with my dad coming in and out of the country so often. Blair missed her just as much or more.

"I'm so sorry." She mumbled into my ear and I smiled at her again. I was much more forgiving than Blair, she had the time and energy to hold a grudge and plan her revenge. But that didn't mean I would go down without a fight. I was known to not be messed with, which is why I rarely had much drama that directly involved me. My friends on the other hand had drama circling them nonstop. Which I thoroughly enjoyed, don't get me wrong.

"Hi Serena, so good to see you." Blair takes her into a hug and I can already tell by the fake smile she's plastered on her face that she is not happy to see Serena. Blair had counted on both her best friends to be there during the Summer. Her father had left her mother for a younger model and her world started to fall apart. I was her shoulder to cry on and supported her the best I could but Blair would've loved to have Serena by her side as well. Serena seemed to be plagued by something and when they pulled apart, Blair grabbed her by the hand and led her to the dining area where a bigger crowd would see Serena for the first time in months.

"Come, dinner is almost ready." B's shock was clear on her face when S snapped her hand away and nervously laughed. She was starting to notice all the people our age slowly staring to whisper and stare at her.

"Actually... There's somewhere I have to be. I'll see you at school tomorrow. I just wanted to say hi." I raised my brows and quickly glanced at Blair, shooting her a confused look. As we bid our goodbyes to Serena, Blair dragged me outside to where Chuck and Nate were happily enjoying a joint.

"I guess she's coming back for good. I can't believe she thinks she can just show up like that with no explanation. It's clear she's lying." Blair is angrily trying to put the pieces together and I knew she was hurt that her blonde best friend didn't consider the feelings she was affecting.

"We'll just have to find out." I quietly mumbled as Chuck placed the joint between my lips. I inhaled as deeply as I could without coughing and I look him in the eyes. Blowing the smoke in his face, he smirked and I rolled my eyes as I then looked at Nate. His clear blue eyes seem hazed by something and I'm not talking about the weed. He looked concerned and as though he couldn't keep his mind off something. He stood there and stared off into the streets and tiny people below him, perhaps trying to figure it all out in that brain of his.

"You okay?" He looked over at me and blushed at the realization of all of us staring at him. I hadn't meant to call him out but it's a better to let the cat out of the bag than have to find out later in a huge dramatic scene.

"Yeah I'm fine." He mumbled and pushed a smile as he slipped past Chuck to go inside. Blair looked at me with concern and I motioned her to follow him. Nate looked like he needed someone to talk to and what's better than his girlfriend of years? I took a quick look at Chuck and raised a brow.

"You gonna pass that or not?" I motioned to the joint and he chuckled as I inhaled more of the smoke and instantly felt my muscles relaxing.

I'm gonna need this.

The many flutes of champagne I had at Eleanor's party had me quite dizzy to say the least. Well, honestly it wasn't just the champagne... The joint Chuck had lit during the party had me on my ass. I was definitely stoned. And also a bit tipsy. My legs felt like jelly and I felt as if the world would not stop spinning. Nonetheless, I felt so good. As I let my head roll back onto the seat I closed my eyes and sighed happily. Mentally singing along to whatever song was currently playing through the speakers.

"Good stuff huh, Princess?" Chuck's voice had somehow gotten deeper and I lazily looked to the side. His eyes met mine and then they trailed down to my lips. As much as I wanted to give in to the sin that is Chuck Bass...

It was not happening.

"Mhm..." I smiled and rolled my head back feeling everything spin faster. "I feel so good." I whispered as the town car made a right towards my father's penthouse. The motion of the car tossed me around slightly but I let my body just go with it. I was too drunk to care. Was there really ever a night I wasn't drunk?

"I have an idea as to something that'll make you feel so much better." Chuck smirked and I raised my hand to push his face away. Even if I was sober I wouldn't consider it.

"Keep dreaming..." I laughed and rolled my eyes as the car approached my building. He sighed and waited for the car to stop to open his mouth.

"You know... I think you need some help getting home." He looked at me and raised a brow in question. He actually waited for consent. Gotta say... I didn't except Chuck to even care for consent. The many things so had heard of him were quite... problematic. I sighed and nodded in agreement. It wouldn't hurt if he just helped me get home. Nothing else. I mean let's be honest I wouldn't have minded something extra.

"I agree... I don't think my legs work." I slurred and giggled at the thought of falling on my ass as soon as I stepped out of the car. Thankfully, Chuck stepped out first and held the car door open as I mentally prepared myself to use the little bit of energy I had to get up. Chuck and I got along so well due to the fact that we were basically the same person. His thoughts and feelings towards things matched mine. If it wasn't perfect, we wouldn't accept it.

"Ow!" I pouted and whined as my body was (what I felt) forcefully dragged out of the car. My body went along with the motion and soon enough I stood outside the car. Chuck's arm found its way around my waist and if it wasn't for that, I would've eaten the concrete. He shut the car door and said our goodbye's to the driver. His arm tightened around me as we began to walk towards the lobby. It was only around 10 o'clock but thanks to my impeccable good luck, the lobby was empty.

Chuck pressed the elevator button and I laid my head on his shoulder. My eyes were so heavy and maybe if I just closed them for a second I would feel way better. The only thing that was actually keeping me from falling and just falling asleep right then and there was Chuck's arm secured around my waist. The room was spinning beyond my control and I was too high to even care about where I was gonna sleep. It literally felt like I was flying. My eyes shut and I felt my body relax against his, slowly drifting to sleep. It felt so amazing to just rest my eyes for a second.

"Did I put you to sleep that quick?" He asked smugly and I opened my eyes, slightly annoyed at his need to wake me and slightly shook at his sudden words. Before I even thought of saying anything, the elevator chimed.

Does he really just think about sex at all times? Who am I kidding? Of course he does. I'm still surprised he hasn't caught anything from the many girls he's fallen into bed with. I gathered my strength and regained my posture. I didn't need him. But still, I stumbled into the elevator and grabbed onto the railings, hoping he didn't notice how hard it was to keep straight. He raised a brow and stepped in as well. A bit too close to me if you ask. I chose to ignore his comment mostly because of the lack of energy. I felt his eyes study me and take in every inch of my body. Is he ever going to give up? It's kinda really annoying to feel like a piece of meat just waiting to be eaten up. Even if I really did just want to get ate.

"Didn't realize it was necessary to stare at me every five minutes. You're drooling, Chuck." I smirked.

I had a great body and I knew it. The countless hours I spent at the gym or going on a run had really paid off. I spent most of my free time at the gym or running whenever there wasn't a party to attend to. Better to discipline my body than later when I'm old and gross. It helped keep me in control of my body. And really... who am I to deny myself the control of my body?

He breathed in and stared at my face, his eyes full of lust. If only he would just do something already. I wasn't about to make the first move but it was all part of our game. Whoever gave in; lost.

The cups of straight scotch he had at the party were catching up to him, I could see it in is his eyes and in that moment I felt the heat of the alcohol accumulating in my stomach. Maybe if he just pinned me up against this elevator already... Gross. That's how you know I'm too far gone.

Am I about to throw up?

Or am I really getting turned on at the thought of Chuck Bass ravishing me?

"Well, Princess. With a body so..." He sighed and took a step closer. "How can a dog, like myself, help it?" He slowly turned my body to face him and I bit my lip, quickly taking a glance at his pretty pink lips. Chuck and I spent most of our time together bickering back and forth. He was too charming for his own good and I couldn't resist a witty banter. My own ego was also just as large as his for me to even deny all the objectifying things he would say. It was a game; a game I really got a high from. Without smoking anything, of course. He was the hungry dog who's always looking for a bone to chew on and I being the sneaky little cat always looking after trouble.

As he grabbed my waist and pulled me into his body, I gasped. His rough hands freely traced the exposed skin on my back and goosebumps started rising where his hands would come across. The heat I had felt in my stomach was now traveling to many places and I quickly felt my cheeks flush.

There's no way this is happening.

His breath smelled of alcohol and I felt the heat from my cheeks go even more south as he pulled me even tighter against his body. In that moment, I thanked all of the forces on Earth, that the elevator chimed and opened up to my father's beautiful penthouse. I was not about to have sex with Chuck Bass in my apartment's elevator. The entire house was dark but the lights from the city shined through the windows and slightly illuminated the penthouse. I stepped off the elevator and hung my purse from the coat hanger and waited for him to step in. The glimmer in his eyes made me want to let go of everything and just give in to my desire. I mean... He has to be packing...

"You're letting me in?" He smirked and eyed me down. I had to stop looking at him or else the alcohol would act on it's own. I scoffed and started to take off my shoes. At least this could distract me from the heat spreading through my body.

"Don't get excited. You know my dad is very fond of you and will always let you stay in our guest room." I yawned and avoided his eyes. If I look at his face one more time, I'll give up. I had never had any of these thoughts up until now. Maybe it was the alcohol. Or maybe it was the many months I had gone without sex. Or maybe just both.

My mind then transitioned to the fact that we had grown up together. Chuck was definitely not like a brother to me. Bart Bass is my dad's best friend. For Chuck and I to be so... acquainted shouldn't be weird.

Right?

My father had learned a lot about business from Bart and ever since they always had an amazing bromance. They grew up together just like we had. Recently, a lot of the contracts and deals my dad closed were with Bart Bass. So I guess you could say they were like brothers? Does that mean Chuck and I are cousins? I shivered at the thought and yawned.

"I have things to attend to at the Palace. Unless you have something more appealing to offer?" Chuck Bass had a thing for not letting you off the hook, mostly because he just wanted to get his way. This time getting his way just happened to be getting into bed with me. I sighed, expecting him to already know that I am, indeed, much more of a spoiled brat than him. And after all Aury Winters always got her way.

"No way, Chuck. There's school tomorrow and I'm trying to sleep off the fadedness." I giggled to which he raised his brow, questioning my word choice. Being drunk really slowed my brain. Or maybe I'm just permanently stupid...

I yawned again and kissed him on the cheek. "That's the only action you can get from me." I giggled, watching as he stepped back into the elevator and right before the doors shut, I raised my voice and made sure he could hear me crystal clear...

"For now."

Word is that S bailed on B's party in under 90 seconds and didn't even have one lemon shot. Has our bad girl really gone good? Or is it all just part of the act? Why'd she leave? Why'd she return? Send me all the depth. And who am I? That's one secret I'll never tell. You know you love me.

XOXO Gossip Girl

It was time.

Time to get the hell out of bed and ready for school. I hated myself for the hangover I was currently cringing from. Why did I do this to myself? Why couldn't anyone stop me? The stupid melody coming from my phone made me groan.

Please shut the hell up.

I looked at the time and sighed at the thought of having to get up and look presentable. I just wanted to sleep! It was the first day of school and I was already over it. My head ached and I already knew it was gonna ruin the rest of my day. With the drama going on and this shitty mood, it's safe to say it wasn't going to be my best day.

I got out of my silky white sheets and slipped on a pair of fluffy pink slippers right by my bed. It was so dark in my room and I thanked my past self for choosing these curtains. Either way I don't think my eyes were ready for the bright New York morning. I quickly stripped off and started my very hot shower. This has to help my hangover. If not, I need to drown in pain killers and hope I don't die with this migraine.

"Ah yes. This is just what I need." I sighed to myself as the hot water streamed down my body. My day had just gotten at least 5% better.

Showers are truly a gift from God.

After finally getting out of my very hot shower, I did my hair as per usual and applied a little bit of makeup to keep me from looking like a zombie. I have the talent to do very nice makeup but I'm honestly so lazy and would rather get the extra minutes of sleep. I walked over to my closet and started to look for accessories that'll complement the ugly plaid skirt we had to wear. My school uniform was all set up on my bed, but I wondered if I had different colored knee high socks than the regular black. That'd be a good way to stand out and spice up that boring school uniform.

"Aury..." I heard Ellie, our housekeeper, say just outside the door. Her voice was sweet and calm. She had been our housekeeper since before I was born so she was the only female figure I had in my life after my mom's accident.

"I have some coffee and pain killers like I thought you would need. Maybe if you didn't drink on school nights..." She advised me but all I could focus on was finally taking some pain killers to relieve the tiny little hammers pounding on my skull.

Thank God for meds.

"Yes! Come in, please!" My door slowly opened and there she was; my savior for the day. Itook the coffee from her and threw my head back to take the pills, I followed it up with a sip of some coffee. And instantly, from that little sip of coffee, I felt a million times better.

"God bless you, Ellie. Like... Seriously." I thanked her and sat on the bed to finish my coffee.

"Breakfast is almost ready. It's your favorite and then the town car will be arriving for your first day at school." She smiled and closed the door behind her after leaving my room. I took my time applying my body cream and perfumes before dressing and putting on my knee high socks. I decided to go for black with fine glitters in it. That would definitely stand out and the sparkles would highlight my toned thighs and calves.

Just gotta remind them who's really got it.

After dealing with my teachers and all my obnoxious classmates, it was finally lunch time and I honestly couldn't have been more grateful. A girl needed a serious break. And maybe some food to calm the raging headache that the three painkillers had not relieved.

"Hi! I'm Jenny." A sweet looking blonde haired girl walked up to us and handed us each a really cute written invitation to Blair's 'Kiss On The Lips' party. Of course Blair had taken one of the schools new freshman under her wing. Being Queen B, she had to maintain her legacy for years and years to come. And what better way than to train a newly arrived freshman.

"Hi, I'm Aury. Thanks, these are so cute." I took the one with my name on it and examined it. They were made so nicely. "You made them?"

Jenny nodded proudly and looked at Blair, biting her lip nervously. Blair obviously didn't want to admit how great they actually looked, but she gave in and smiled. She needed to see whether Jenny had what it took to be the next Queen B.

"Not bad. Here's yours... As promised." She handed one to Jenny and then looked over to a walking Serena, who happened to be on her way over to us eating a yogurt. Blair scoffed and rolled her brown eyes, nudging me on the side and murmuring something about not being nice. I rolled my eyes at her but shot Serena a nervous smile. I had no idea what was about to happen or what Blair had been planning to get back at Serena. All I knew is that sooner or later, B's claws were going to come out.

"Hey, here you guys are. I've been looking all over for you." I looked at Kati, then Is and then lastly I glanced at Blair. No one said anything and the tension in the air could've been cut with a knife. This is only the start... Oh jeez.

"Hey, I'm Serena." She smiled at the pretty little blonde.

Jenny seemed to be shocked that Serena had even spoken to her. People outside of our circle seem to think of us as monsters. Who would dare speak to anyone below them? They might not be wrong but we still have a heart. Kind of...

"I know, um. I mean... Hi, I'm Jenny." She smiled and waved at Serena. She was brave... To be so friendly with Serena. Blair would rip her a new one later today.

"So when's the party?" S laughed and waited for us to say something but her smiled faltered when there was nothing but silence. Blair looked at me in disbelief and snapped her head back at Serena. Her auburn hair shined in the sun and her eyes gleamed with malice. She was relieved to release some wrath on her deserving best friend.

"Saturday. And you're kinda not invited. Since until twelve hours ago, everyone thought you were at boarding school. And Jenny used up all the invites... Sorry not sorry." Blair gave her a fake sympathetic smile and started to gather all the invitations and her Coach purse.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jenny grab a blank invitation from her purse and I nudged her. I shook my head softly and pointed at Blair. She stayed quiet and if she truly wanted in on being Blair's perfect creation; she would know what was best for her. There had to be some ground rules somewhere.

"Sorry, S." I mumbled and gave her a half smile. She was my best friend but she had left us with no explanation and then she really expected us to take her back all good as if nothing had happened? No way, girl. That's not how it worked on the Upper East Side.

"No, it's ok. I've got a lot of stuff to do anyway." Serena looked at both of us and rolled her eyes when we don't pity her. We all got up to leave her to dwell in her guilt but before Blair and I walked off, she called out to us.

"Blair... Aury... Can we meet tonight? At the Palace?" She waited for our answer and I nodded my head in agreement but Blair had different ideas. She was too stubborn for her own good. I rolled my eyes and shot S an apologetic look. She knew how Blair was, it would not be easy to gain her forgiveness.

"I'd love to but I'm doing something with Nate tonight." She snootily said and I shook my head behind her.

Drama was not necessary, B.

A lot of the problems we'd come across would have been easily solved if we hadn't fought fire with fire. I rolled my eyes and put my hand on my hip, waiting for them to agree on something.

"8 o'clock. I'll see you guys there. Nate can wait." Serena folded her arms across her chest and I nodded for both Blair and I, confirming that we'd be there to talk.

"Thanks for taking the time." She simply said, her voice faltered a bit. And that's where she really fucked up. Blair had to have her fun, torturing her, before actually considering to fix things with Serena.

"You're our best friend." Blair coldly said but before things escalated, I linked my arm with hers and led us to our next class. I wasn't breaking up a fight on the first day of school.

Spotted: At the steps of the Met, an S and B power struggle with A stuck in between. Did S think she could waltz home and things would be just like they were? Did B think S would go down without a fight Or can A get these two hotties to work it out? There's nothing 'Gossip Girl' likes more than a good catfight. And this could be a classic.

Home sweet, home.

I sighed happily as I stepped into my cozy apartment. There was something about being able to call something so beautiful mine. Well... It's my dad's but you get the point.

My shoes were already far gone as I placed them next to the coat hanger. First day of school hadn't gone too bad. Everything went smoothly except for lunch at the steps of the Met. I really hoped Blair could've realized that there's multiple sides to a story and that maybe Serena had a real good reason behind her disappearance. But I still felt a bit annoyed with her. I could tell she was holding something back and my nosey self had to know.

"Ellie! I'm back! First day of school was not so great. This damn headache will not go away." I sighed and plopped onto the couch with an apple in hand. I took a bite and scrolled through the latest magazines.

Focusing on celebrity drama was a good way to get my mind off of whatever was going on at the moment. I really wished there was a way for everyone to get along and not be so indulged in everyone else's gossip. But then again maybe there would be world peace.

I should be the president.

"Serena's back?" Ellie came from the kitchen and in hand she had a glass of sparkling water. She always pressed about drinking water and how healthy it is. I still love my Coke. And not the one for your nose. Maybe what would have gotten rid of my headache once and for all was water. Lots of water.

"Well yesterday she came unassuming. Popped up at the Waldorf's brunch and not even a minute after she leaves again, obviously lying and without a proper explanation. We called her over a hundred times and left so many voicemails when the Summer started. And it's taking Blair a hard time to forgive her so quickly, but hopefully we can all work it out." I shrugged and took another bite of my apple. Gossip Girl would have nothing but the best juicy gossip to talk about for days.

No...

Weeks.

Ellie gave me a worried look. She had known Serena and Blair for almost as long as she'd known me. We were all practically raised together. From her experience with us I'm sure she had nothing but images of the many times she'd have to separate us during play time because we were all too spoiled and stubborn to give up the one toy we all wanted. Even if there was plenty of other toys to play with.

We had a bit of small talk until I grew tired of having the same thoughts stuck in my head. All I've really been thinking of was the drama between Serena and Blair. My headache had calmed down and I was ready to get rid of it completely with a nice hot shower. I was dreading having to meet with Serena and Blair mostly because I didn't want to have to separate a catfight. But just as I usually would, I had to be the one to knock some sense into them. Even if it meant I'd be the one getting knocked out.

"There's no turning back now."

Whether I was ready or not for the three of us to talk it out, it had to happen. I stared at the entrance to the Palace and thought about how this constant war between Serena and Blair was starting to take a toll. Even if it had only two days. Quite frankly I just wanted some peace and quiet. How are we gonna have any fun at parties if everyone's out to get one another?

I had dressed quite comfortably in preparation for the big fight. Without an idea as to what I should've been expecting, I put on a white v-neck and a pair of floral joggers. The material of these pants were absolutely the softest material I've ever felt. That and the fact that my ass looked way too good for even, I, to handle in these. I really thought I needed to wear something comfortable in the event of having to break up a fight. But to my surprised as I stepped into the bar at the Palace, I could already see Blair and Serena with a martini in hand. Hugging each other. It was disappointing really... They couldn't have waited until I got there? But I'm glad they could work it out without I having to control them.

"Wow. Thanks for waiting." I sarcastically said, not caring if I had interrupted something. They both looked at me and smiled apologetically. I let go of it instantly because who cares if I wasn't there for the juicy parts! My trio is back to being a trio!

"Sorry, A. We both got here early and things just started coming out." Serena held out her martini and I looked at the drink. My stomach turned at the smell and my head just felt like little knives instead.

"I have the worst hangover of the century. It's really never ending." I sat down on the stool next to them and rubbed my temples. Maybe if I relieve some tension...

"I missed the constant dissatisfaction you have with everything." Serena giggled and that's how I knew everything had been talked out. How late was I? How long had they been talking?

"What can I say? You know I have very high standards." I smirked and flipped back my dark long hair. Blair scoffed to which I gave her a questionable look. How could Aury Winters really expect something less than perfect?

"Apparently not." Blair smirked and raised a brow at me. The way she looked at Serena made me think about my most recent endeavors. What had I done that she was onto me?

Besides wanting to do a certain someone. But that was all just a want.

"You know I heard Chuck left your apartment quite late last night. And must I say... Those are very low standards. Is Aury really that deprived?" I snapped my head at her and my mouth dropped in shock.

Me? Deprived of sex? As if.

Blair always had suspicions of Chuck and I secretly taking every chance we had to rip each other's clothes off. If only she knew that it was only in a part of my very hidden and locked away subconscious.

"I was drunk! I couldn't even walk strai-" I started the debate with a very weak point. Who am I kidding? I'm actually really thirsty for some Bass. Ew.

"I'm sure it was the champagne that had your legs shaking." I could've practically painted one of the most detailed pictures in the world just picturing the smirk that I just knew was on his face. My cheeks flushed and I put my hands on my face, not believing what was happening. This is what happens when you're the middle man. Or should I say; middle woman. You try to establish some peace but in the end you're just as fucked.

"Why is it that I come late, get left out of a heart to heart and on top of that I get attacked for wanting to have a good time? I don't deserve this. Maybe I'll be the one you all will be fighting soon." I heard Blair and Serena laugh at my embarrassment. Truly, honestly... I couldn't deal with it.

What I really deserve is a piece of tha-

I shook my head in an attempt to rid my brain of these nasty little thoughts about Chuck Bass. Having him always around me didn't help those thoughts either. I just couldn't resist the flirtatious bickering and the charm. It's like I was under his spell and all I wanted was a taste. Or maybe more?

"Oh stop being such a Drama Queen..." Blair rolled her eyes and started to gather her things. Serena looked too clouded to even continue a conversation.

Had they talked everything out or was there something more to it?

Ugh, please tell me there's an end to this!

"Well. I have to go. I have something special planned with Nate." She smiled excitedly and I gave her a look. Blair constantly asked for advice but it was very rare that she actually took that advice. I was nervous for her.

"You better use protection. And don't do anything I won't do." I giggled as she turned to Serena and hugged her tightly.

"So should I do Chuck Bass?" She blew me a kiss and walked out the doors of the Palace. Serena quickly took the martini Blair had left and chugged it back. I was shocked to say the least. Why was she drinking if things were okay between her and Blair? Was she trying to party on a Monday night?

"You forgot to mention we were going public. I would've bought you something sexy." With his eyebrows raised and completely ignoring the fact that Serena was in fact, still, there; he took his time to take in every inch of my body. God damn these stupid pants. I should've known he'd be creeping around like a lost little puppy. I rolled my eyes and faced Serena, she was completely zoned out. Her mind was obviously not there and it killed me to think there really wasn't peace after all.

"Hey S... Is everything okay?" I put my hand on her shoulder and waited for her to react. She looked at me with her eyes gleaming, full of tears and sighed.

"Remember the Sheppard's wedding?" I sat back and tried to remember what she was talking about. I remembered being at a wedding and I also remember escaping with Chuck to smoke a joint. After that... I can't really say I know exactly what she was talking about. But either way, I nodded my head and looked at Chuck confused. What was going on? He had a smile plastered on his face as if he already knew what had happened. Did I really get left off on some gossip?

"Well... Nate and I... We uh... got really drunk and we had sex that night." My mouth dropped once again and I stared at Serena. I didn't know what to say. How did that happen? Why would she do that to Blair?!

"Did you tell Blair?" I realized after how stupid of a question it was. I was just too in shock to think of anything else. Blair had been here not only moments before and if Serena really had told her then I wouldn't have wasted this comfy outfit for nothing. Serena groaned and let her head fall on the counter. I looked at Chuck for confirmation but all he did was nod and walk off.

Things are really, really gonna get crazy around here.

Spotted: At The Palace Hotel, S and B having a heart to heart. Apparently A couldn't make it on time but rumor is that she has her own Bass to attend to... Hmm, why so thirsty, S? You may have won over B for now but we still know you're hiding something. A might have finally become more than just common ground... Just when B and S had built a bridge... It all had to come crashing down. But dry your eyes: the 'Kiss On The Lips' party is around the corner. And you know who loves parties?

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