A/N: Here is the spin off crossover sequel of my Detty Leore Universe,this is also my first gossip girl fic, I hope y'all like it ,for those of you who haven't read my fics, where Tara-Lynn originates from,"Come back from your endless slumber" and "Remember Me", its not completely required to read them first before reading this,but you'll understand her past and her character as a whole, better ,if you've read the prequels to it,anyhow, this is just the prologue so its a little short, as far as the GG timeline this story takes places in the beginning of their senior year , I will have the first chapter up once I know there's interest in the story ,I hope y'all like it.

-Pessi Rom

West Coast Meets UES

Summary: Tara-Lynn Meade, younger sister of Daniel Meade moves from California to attend a private school in the upper east side, what she finds when she gets there is more than she ever expected as she gets thrust into the world of gossip girl , when she finds herself mixed up in the drama of Constance's most talked about students, Serena Vanderwoodson and Blair Waldorf. Will this free spirited ,rebel ,teen from sunny California be able to handle the drama,or will this change of scenery be even too much for the young Meade to handle.

Prologue

"So this is it." Tara-Lynn said as she stood in the airport hanger of the Meade private jet, she would be boarding in five minutes.

"I'm really gonna miss you Tare-bear." Daniel said pulling his sister in a hug.

"Don't call me Tare-Bear, and I'm gonna miss you too, so much." Tara-Lynn said hugging her brother tightly.

"Bye, Mom." Tara-Lynn said breaking the hug with Daniel and hugging her mom.

"Make sure you call me when you land, did you remember to write down my cousins number." Claire asked trying to hold back tears.

"I will, and the number is already in my phone, I'll call her as soon as I get settled in at the condo." Tara-Lynn said.

"Bye, Betty, make sure Danny-boy keeps out of trouble." Tara-Lynn said jokingly as she hugged her sister in law and close friend.

"I will, you behave yourself too." Betty said as they pulled away from the hug.

"Be good babies, your Auntie Tare, is gonna miss you so much." Tara-Lynn said bending down to talk to her niece and nephew in their stroller.

"They're gonna be so big, the next time I see them." Tara-Lynn said as she stood up again, she absolutely adored her twin niece and nephew.

"I'll send you pictures everyday, Daniels constantly taking them, you won't miss a moment." Betty said smiling at Tara-Lynn.

"Yeah.. and when I have my laptop set up, I can talk to them on web cam , so they don't forget me." Tara-Lynn said tears threatening to fall.

"You can come home anytime." Claire said letting her daughter know in a subtle way, that she could move back if she changed her mind.

"I know, I'll have the jet on speed dial, and you guys can come visit, there's plenty of room at the condo." Tara-Lynn said.

"The pilot is ready, Ms . Meade ." The stewardess said walking over.

"I'll be right in." Tara-Lynn said.

She gave her family a last round of hugs and after again promising to call when she landed, she said her last goodbyes and boarded the private jet. She would greatly miss her family,but she was getting a new start in New York. A new city, a new home and a new school, a school where she could exercise all of her educational potential. A school that would bring her closer to her goal of going to a New York college . She looked out the window as the airplane taxied and took off into the air, flying higher and higher until, Leore, California, was just a tiny speck under the clouds.

"Goodbye west coast, hello upper east side." She said as she settled into her chair falling asleep. She would not only awaken in a new state and city, but a whole new culture and world in the scandalous New York upper east side.

A/N: So that's the prologue, I'll try to have the first chapter posted soon,but I want to update some of my other stories so that might not be for another week,unless I get inspired, thanks for reading, a review/constructive criticism/suggestions are always welcomed and appreciated,but please no flames, they hurt more than help a writer, please don't flame me , I wouldn't flame you, thanks again for reading.

-Pessimistic Romanticist