A/N: As you can probably tell, this story will be a scenario where Blair came back in the middle of the summer(without Marcus; yay!) and Chuck tries to win her back; emphasis on tries. There will be a lot of NJBC bonding, parental issues, and possibly drunken teenagers(and who doesn't love drunken teenagers?)


"Who's the girl?" Nate asked dryly, as Chuck(once again) kicked out a random girl from his room at the Van Der Bass house-in-the-Hamptons, before they even did anything. It was obvious what the problem was. Chuck took a seat next to him at the mini-bar irritably.

He then scowled at Nate, "Chuck Bass does not get hung up on a girl, Nathaniel."

Nate just looked at him thoughtfully, "True...but, as even I noticed, you have only taken blondes, redheads, and even some asian chicks, but never brunette girls, Nate jumped off his stool, moving out of Chuck's reach as his best friend's fist started to clench, "I wonder why..." Nate continued, as he gasped in mock surprise, "No...could it be possible that you're not over Bl-"

"Nathaniel, if you would like to keep you're jaw intact, I suggest you do not finish that statement." Chuck interrupted through gritted teeth.

The blonde merely smirked(yes, smirked) and raised his glass full of scotch, "Touché."

Chuck rolled his eyes, "Exactly how did you convince me to come to the Hamptons again?"

Nate brought a hand up to his chest and arranged his face into one of mock pain, "Just the pleasure of spending time with me this summer wasn't enough to convince you? I'm hurt."


"How did you convince me to come here again?" Blair frowned as another incompetent bellboy dropped her Gucci suitcases on the cement driveway of the Van Der Bass house-in-the-Hamptons.

Serena sighed, twirling a strand of her New York blonde hair between her fingers, "You need to stop moping over Chuck in Tuscany and spend the rest of the summer here in the Hamptons with me, Nate, and possibly a rebound Robert."

Blair snorted as Serena nodded self-affirmedly, "You have this all planned out, don't you, S?"

'Yes!" Serena exclaimed excitedly, "You need a...a... hot lifeguard! Yeah, those are always good; use once and throw away, you know?"

Blair looked at Serena's earnest eyes and couldn't help but nod, "Sure..." her gaze turned soft, "We'll find you a rebound Robert too, okay?"-to replace Dan- hung in the air.

Serena's bubbly face fell for all of point five seconds before she pulled it back into another wide smile, "We'll see.." she winked coyly at one of the cuter bellboys and he turned bright red, dropping Blair's luggage, once again, but this time on his foot, and he let out a string of curses, flushing once again under Serena and Blair's gazes.

Blair could only roll her eyes at her best friend's antics, but she also lowered her own eyes to shoot the bellboy a flirtatious look. The fumbling teenager, now blushing profusely, dropped one of Blair's bags again, but she still kept a smile on her face, though inwardly cringing as another one of her expensive leather suitcases fell to the hard cement with a thud.

Soon enough, all of the bags were unpacked and the boy scurried to bring them upstairs to the guest bedroom. Serena smiled warmly at him, taking a slip of paper from her bra and a pen from the back pocket of her shorts and wrote her and Blair's numbers on it. The next time the guy came around, she passed the paper to them with a wink.

Even Blair forced herself to have a tight smile on her face as the guy's face just lit up when he got the numbers. Serena mouthed, 'Call me." as she turned towards Blair, "I think it's time we found you a hot summer fling at the beach!"

Blair shrugged. She was wearing a bathing suit under her dress anyway. She grabbed an already packed beach bag and wandered over to the sidewalk, leaning on the fence as Serena "locked up" the house.

Serena walked halfway through the driveway when she turned to check if Blair was watching before turning and giving a wink to a figure in an upstairs window.


Nate smirked from his place at Chuck's bedroom window as Serena gave him a coy wink from the driveway.

Excellent. Their plan was falling into place.

After watching Serena and Blair link arms and start to make their way down the street, Nate turned to Chuck, who was now wallowing rather pitifully on the couch.

"So...you up for a trip to the beach?"


Serena grinned as Blair lay on a beach towel, now clad in a stylish one-piece, tie in the back, floral printed swimsuit. She herself was in an eye-catching burgundy bikini, hair in a messy bun, while Blair's brunette curls were flowing freely in the light summer breeze, "Come on B, live a little!" Serena gabbed a big floppy hat, draping it over Blair's bouncy hair.

Blair scowled from under the hat, as she placed her huge Chanel sunglasses over her eyes. Serena giggled, slipping her own designer sunglasses on, "Magazine?' she suggested innocently, passing Blair the latest issue of Vogue, as she herself flipped through an InStyle. Her best friend nodded furvently, "Tell me if you spot a usable hot guy, 'kay S?"

"A 'usble hot guy'?" Serena snorted, shaking her head at Blair's...well...Blairiness.

"That was the whole reason we came to the beach in the first place, remember?" she looked at Serena suspiciously, "-To find me a hot summer fling? Right S?"

Serena flipped a page of her magazine guiltily, 'Well..."

She didn't get to finish her sentence because Blair was suddenly distracted by two familiar figures making their way towards them...Nate...and Chuck. The fiery brunette turned towards Serena(her supposed best friend; scoff), "S, you didn't."

"What?" she smiled innocently.

And that was the day that Serena Van Der Woodsen found out that beaches can explode.


"See anything you like?" Nate and Chuck had just gotten to the beach. Nate was trying to spy Serena out without it looking like he was actually looking for someone.

Too tall, too short, too many freckles-gah, what had Blair done to him? Before, Chuck would have had no problem finding an attractive girl to seduce, but now, it appeared that none of them would compare to Blair's perfectness, when before, he wouldn't even have cared if they had weird formations on their face...he cringed at the thought. Okay, maybe he would have cared if that was the case, but, still, you know what he meant.

"Not in particular." Chuck answered moodily.

Nate nodded smugly, "Maybe it's the fact that, I don't know, you're not over Bla-"

"Nathaniel, do you remember that conversation we had in my room? It still applies here." Chuck had a double take when he spotted a shapely brunette lounging with a blonde on some beach towels a few hundred feet away from them, "Hmm, maybe I've finally found a prospect."

Nate nearly burst out laughing when he realized that the two girls were Serena and Blair.

Perfect figure, great sense of style, beautiful-wait. Chuck stopped, confused. It sounded like he was describing...but it couldn't be-

"Chuck? Nate?"

Blair.


Nate and Serena watched in amusement as Blair turned five shades of red and gave Chuck a look that could kill, "What are you doing here?" she asked with a terrifying calmness. Good Lord, it was like the eye of the hurricane. Even Serena and Nate shivered, and Blair wasn't even mad at them.

"I could ask you the same thing, Waldorf. Aren't you supposed to be in Tus-" obviously, it was the wrong time to bring up Tuscany, but Chuck didn't realize it until a moment too late, "Don't you dare even bring out Tuscany, right now, Bass. If you hadn't abandoned me at the heliport, we wouldn't be in this situation."

Blair let out an angry breath as she shot Serena a 'help me' look. Serena shot one back saying, 'make him jealous!'

"Natie?" Blair asked, with a now terrifying sweetness, batting her eyelashes, "Will you help me put on some sunscreen?" she swept the curls from the back of her neck and inwardly smirked when she heard Chuck let out a breath.

"Sure," Nate nodded dumbly, not noticing the glares Chuck was shooting him, "That's what friends are for, right?"

Blair nodded innocently, "Right, that's what friends are for." she suggestively drawled out the word friends, though, of course, it was just to bother Chuck. She was definitely over Nate.

But Chuck didn't need to know that...

She went to lay on her stomach on the towel as Nate rubbed her neck, shoulders, and back with sunscreen. Serena stifled a giggle when she saw Chuck clench his fists at this. It was about time he figured out he wasn't over Blair...

Chuck had managed to surprisingly stay silent through the whole thing, even when Nate applied sunscreen to Blair's legs, though he'd looked like he wanted to pound Nate when his hands went a little too far up her thighs. It was only when Blair suggested Nate help her put sunscreen on her upper chest did he snap.

"I think I'll help her with that, thank you very much."


The rest of the day had been a blur: Chuck and Blair very close to kissing when Chuck had started to breathe hotly down her neck while he was applying the sunscreen, but only to be interrupted when Serena and Nate unceremoniously splashed water on the two of them, giggling madly; Nate and Serena actually kissing when Nate had taken off his tee shirt so it wouldn't get wet, Serena telling him he looked hot, causing Nate to sweep her up in a mouth-to-mouther, much to the chagrin of their two brunette best friends.

So really, mostly centered around kissing.

It was all good.

So how the four of them ended drunk at the Van Der Bass house,(which Nate was staying at too) singing old pop songs, watching Cruel Intentions, and playing common sleep-over games up until four in the morning; well.


"It's great to be here, isn't it Lily, Eric?" Bart had a creepy(or at least Eric thought so) smile on his face as the car pulled up to the Van Der Bass house-in-the-Hamptons. What happened to one-expression man? Eric was just hoping to see his sister and tell her about this freaky new thing. He also wanted to see Chuck too, and maybe asking a few questions about how to get a boyfriend.

He didn't have to look far.

"What in the world is this?" the three of them had opened the door to see the four teenagers passed out on the couch(Chuck and Blair), the recliner(Serena) and on the floor(Nate). There was an abandoned Twister game, a bunch of cards and what looked like poker chips on the breakfast table, several bottles of scotch, vodkas, and martinis on the floor, table and coffee table.

Also, the main menu for Cruel Intentions was on the plasma tv, playing the same song over and over. There were many different consoles on the floor in front of the tv, though it looks as if several of the wires had gotten twisted. On the couch there was a portable dvd player and the Breakfast at Tiffany's menu was up.

Lily nearly tripped over a lengthy stack of magazines next to the couch as she made her way towards the kids. She smiled softly at Chuck, who's arms were wrapped around Blair's waist protectively, "It looks like they had some fun last night." Lily said softly.

"Some fun?" Eric looked incredulously at the mess, "They had a lot of fun." he seemed to be disappointed that they hadn't included him in the festivities. Well, he had still been in the city after all.

Bart frowned, "They should have been more responsible. This is brand new carpet."

"Bart," Lily protested, "They're teenagers-"

"Who should be more responsible.' he cut her off stubbornly. She sighed, but didn't say anything else on the matter. Bart carried the suitcases upstairs as Lily and Eric were given the job of getting four teenagers ready for Sunday brunch in, she glanced at her watch, two hours.

This was going to be a long day.


A/N: okay, I know this chapter was mostly NJBC interaction, with that little smidge of the Van Der Bass family at the end. I hope everything was realistic and that I got the characters right. I was thinking of having Blair forgive Chuck in like, the third chapter, but the thought of Chuck doing amazingly romantic gestures for Blair just made me smile.

Plus, I know I didn't go into much detail about the drunken night the NJBC shared, but I will try to write many more drunken nights in detail because I absolutely adore the characters when they're drunk(or "tipsy"). Hopefully all of the activities that they did were realistic.

I'm also thinking of doing a story line for the adult characters, because if you've read the full summary of this story on my profile page, you'd know that the Waldorfs(Eleanor, Harold, Roman, maybe Cyrus), Archibalds(Anne), and the Humphreys(Dan, Jenny, Rufus) oh, and maybe Vanessa too, will be joining the rest of the people already in the Hamptons.

Well, that's all I really have to say about this story, I hope you'll enjoy reading it as much as I'll enjoy writing it :)