Blair's eyes scanned her closet as she decided what to wear. She always had to be the best dressed at school. She slid her fingers against a few sweaters as if she was feeling for mistakes. She picked up a black headband with a small off centered bow. She pushed it through her hair and gave a smile in the mirror. Another perfect outfit for Miss Blair.

She arrived at school and listened to her minons as they gabbed on. They always worried about the stupidest things. Everything in life wasn't about having a man on you arm it was about how you carried yourself. Blair felt as if they were just holding her back. Yale would be the perfect escape. Away from all these single minded people and on to better things.

"Hey B!" Serena greeted Blair with a smile.

"S, you look.....presentable." Blair almost choked on her words.

"I'm actually not staying in school today. Just dropping of my paper then leaving to have my birthday shopping spree with my mom."

"Your birthday isn't until Saturday. Plus shouldn't you be getting prom stuff together, its next week."

"Well my mom and Bart are attending a party in Paris. Bart's new hotel opened up. My dress is already picked out, I'd never wait until the week before." Serena began to sulk.

"At least your mom cares enough." Blair played with her food. Her mom didn't even notice when she left the house. Unless Eleanor needed her Blair felt unloved.

"Well I should head off. Don't forget to get my gift." Serena stuck her tongue out at Blair.

Just as Blair was about to speak Dan sat down. She gave him this odd look. In her head she was screaming for him to get up and leave. The last thing she needed was a Humphrey moral story of the day. He was like a bad tv show that was stuck on reruns in her head.

"And what do I owe this pleasure?" Blair snapped.

"I need your help with a gift for Serena. We just got back together and I need the perfect gift." Dan was starting to plead. He couldn't even believe that he was asking Blair for help.

"Listen, I'm not totally on board yet with the Dan and Serena love train. I'm waiting on the crash and burn." Blair always gave out her sarcastic comments with a smile. She always felt that a smile always masked how you really felt.

"Blair, I'm not willing to beg. Can't you help your best friend's boyfriend?"

Blair bit her lip as she looked in disgust towards Dan. She didn't believe he deserved a second chance with Serena so soon. Nothing she would ever say would prove as the voice of reason for Serena. She sort of envied their commitment. She'd grin and bear this horrible experience for Serena's sake.

"I'm feeling in a charity giving mood." Blair broke the silence. "Meet me at this address and I'll take you to her favorite stores."

Blair walked off and left Dan with a confused look on his face. She laughed as she looked back to confuse him even more.

Dan met Blair at this fancy boutique. She was an hour late. He figured she got a facial or something. Anything to prolong spending time with him. She made him feel like a piece of did Serena have to be best friends with the devil? She finally arrived. She didn't even acknowledge he was there. She walked straight into the store and started throwing clothes at him.

"I can't afford any of this stuff Blair!" Dan looked at the price tag on the Dior shirt.

"Well you should have thought about that before you dated a rich girl." Blair sat there trying on sun glasses.

"I asked for your help for a meaningful gift. I don't want to get her something she can get herself any old day." Dan put down the stack of shirts Blair handed him. He just shook his head.

"Listen Humback, I don't do meaningful. But if you want I'll...go to Brooklyn with you." It pained Blair to say the words Brooklyn. She felt as if it was a sewer compared to the UES.

"I don't want your pity Blair."

"No, Dumphrey I'll do it for Serena.

"I'll ingore the name calling."

Before they even stepped foot into the store it began to rain. There was thunder and lightning and the rain came pouring down. Blair cover her face with her bag, hoping the water would stay out of her eyes. She was just frozen there. Dan grabbed Blair by the hand and started running. His loft was three blocks away. Blair relentless ran with him. They finally reached his loft and went inside. Dan's keys kept slipping through his hands. He finally managed to get the door unlocked.

"The storm is getting worse outside Blair you'll have to stay here."

"In Brooklyn?"

"You make it sound like the forgotten city." Dan replied as he quickly grabbed towels from the closet.

Blair squeezed all the water out of her hair and into the towel. "You'll be getting my dry cleaning bill."

"Of course I will because I control the weather now." Dan rolled his eyes. "The worst part of it all was I have no gift for Serena."

"I get you something simple Humphrey." Blair knew she was doing him a favor.

"I don't take handouts."

"It's a thank you, for putting me up in this shack."

Dan wanted to reply but he just didn't want to go down to her level. He pulled out the couch and made up a bed for Blair. He knew she'd find a million things wrong. The pillows weren't fluffed or the sheets were ugly. He just wanted to go to bed. When he was done, Dan stood back and looked at Blair. She was looking through a photo album.

"Your bed is done your highness." Dan motioned to the couch.

"You know my mom hasn't even called to see if I'm alive or not. Your family has a million of these albums. I don't even think I have one."

"Thats impossible. Your mother must have kept some."

"Of her models, but not me." Blair was fascinated with each paged turned. She was actually jealous. Even envious. Feeling pathetic Blair broke the silence. "I need my beauty rest."

"Oh Blair one more thing. I tend to sleepwalk."

"Well you can sleepwalk into a wall then." Blair replied pulling the covers up to her shoulder.

"And I sleep naked."

"Humphrey!!! Ew!!!!!! Your an ass."

Dan laughed as he walked into his room and Blair pretended to gag.

When Dan awoke Blair was already packed and sitting on his couch. She had folded up the sheets and put them away. Dan was shocked that Blair actually did some work. He scratched his head try to figure out if this was all a dream or something.

"This doesn't change anything."

"What?" Dan grew confused.

"You housing me for the night. This doesn't mean I'll be nicer to you."

"I wouldn't want you to. Blair Waldorf doesn't play nice."

Blair picked up her bags and walked out of the loft. She'd never tell a soul what happened last night. If Dan spoke a word she'd deny it. She'd make sure no one would believe him. Part of her knew Dan wouldn't tell. He upheld this honor. Plus if he wanted Serena to get a great gift, he'd be nice. She knew exactly what to get Serena from Dan.