A/N: First attempt at a gossip girl fanfic. I'm obsessed with that show and I had an idea that wouldn't quite fit as well with House so...here it is. Be kind, remember I'm just an overly obsessed 15 year old and if you flame me I might become depressed (teenage hormones and all). Oh yeah, disclaimer: If I owned this show, Blair and Chuck wouldn't be all stupid and they would be together like they belong
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PROLOGUE
"Come on Jeremy!" Blair Waldorf yelled upstairs to her 16 year old son, "Were going to miss our flight if you don't hurry up!"
"I hope we do miss it!" he replied angrily.
"What was that!" Blair called sharply. There was no doubt that she heard it but she wanted to give him a chance to take it back.
"Nothing!" he grumbled, "I hate visiting Grandma, and now we have to move in with her?"
At that moment he recieved a smack on the head from his twin sister and a sharp reprimand of, "Be nice. New York is a nice place to live and Grandma isn't too bad. Besides, Mom grew up in New York. It's where we belong."
"Do you actually believe that?" he complained and finally got out of bed, "We have to leave all of our friends behind and you have a boyfriend!"
"Big deal," she countered, "I was growing bored of him anyway. What fun is it when your boyfriend is so perfect that hes probably gay? I need a little danger, and maybe I'll find someone that can keep me interested for more than a week."
"Wow Demi," Jeremy said, "I've known you since the womb and sometimes your bitchyness still surprises me."
"I know," Demi replied, not the least bit offended, "'Face of an angel with the tounge of the devil.'"
"Jeremy Charles Waldorf!" Blair yelled to her son, "If you aren't down here in 30 seconds, I swear I will drag you through the New York airport by your ear!"
Demi had silently been observing her mother in a way that made her shiver.
"What are you looking at?" Blair questioned her daughter harshly.
"Just thought it was a random threat," she replied, "No need to go all PMS on me."
"I'm sorry," she said, shrugging helplessly, "But I am extremely stressed out and if your brother doesn't get his ASS down here in 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0! That's it, he's grounded."
Jeremy reached the bottom step about a minute later. He shot his mother a helpless, sure to work on his girlfriends, smile as an excuse.
"Don't think I won't follow through with my threat," she warned, "That smile may work on other girls, but not your mother."
His face fell and they all picked up their carry ons and got into the car.
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Blair's POV
"Please fasten your setbelts and secure all of your carry-ons. We will be taking off shortly. Thank you for choosing American Airlines and I hope you enjoy your flight."
I leaned back into my seat and prepared myself for a long flight. I looked over to where my children were sitting and they looked like they were plotting something, though I can't imagine what. They're not even in New York yet and already they're scheming. I sighed and again settled in for a long flight. I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep.
A shadow fell over me and then someone settled into the seat next to me. I could hear them turn and felt their stare.
"Can I help you?" I asked the strange man annoyed. I didn't bother to open my eyes.
"Is that any way to greet an old friend?" he asked mockingly. I squeezed my eyes shut tighter, hoping that it was just a terrible nightmare, and then peeked sideways. Damn, he's still there.
I gave a huge sigh, opened my eyes completely and turned to the long gone father of my children.
"Hello Charles," I replied cordially, "Fancy meeting you here."
I looked into the eyes of my one great love and he shot me one of his famous smirks. I could've sworn I melted then and there and cursed him for being so good at what he does. I forced myself to turn and face the front of the plane again and felt his eyes burning a hole in my head. I closed my eyes once again and attempted to ignore him. I thought to myself, "This is going to be interesting."
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A/N: This is just the prologue so review and tell me if you want me to continue. This idea came to me when I was half asleep, thats why its so overdone but I thought I could do a good job anyway. Look ^^^ up to see what I want you to do!
