Just a brief note, I'm writing from most of the main characters' views in this first chapter for clarification but I will gradually make it to where there are only two or three characters' POVs... Oh and I am well aware that Dan does NOT have a Vespa on the show nor could he probably afford one but he has one in my story to help along the first scene and after that you won't see it again... So just bear with me...
Gossip Girl
Season 2
Hey upper eastsiders, Gossip Girl here. Well, school has just begun and brought with it new fashions and fads. But there's something else it's brought with it. Or should I say someone else? And she's wearing last year's Jimmy Choos. Have our favorite Manhattan elite found a new playmate, or a new enemy? Well one thing is sure, change is in the air, and I don't mean Lonely Boy's allowance. I'll keep you posted, as we uncover Mystery Girl's dirty little secrets.
As Hallie Bennett stepped out of the yellow cab she was nearly run over by a Vespa. The driver screeched to a halt as Hallie screamed.
"Are you alright?" he asked, genuinely concerned.
"Yeah, I, yeah." Hallie said quickly, still shaken up from her near death experience.
The driver took off his helmet to reveal a head of dark brown short hair and tanned skin. Dan was returning home from a date with Vanessa.
"Are you seriously okay?" He asked again.
"Yeah, I just moved here, and I guess I'm not used to the rogue Vespas yet…" Hallie said with a laugh.
"Yeah, you gotta watch out for those…" Dan said. Hallie laughed her light little laugh and her bright blue eyes met Dan's deep brown ones.
"Um, sorry, I feel so rude. I'm Hallie, Hallie Bennett." She held out her hand and Dan grasped it.
"Dan Humphrey. Very nice to meet you… So where did you move from?"
"South Carolina." Hallie said. Dan could now tell she had a slight southern accent.
"Ah, well from what I've heard about South Carolina, New York City is going to be a slight bit different…"
"Actually, that's what I was hoping for…" Hallie said, looking at the ground and letting her long, honey colored hair fall over her face.
"Well, uh, then I guess you are definitely at the right place…"
Hallie looked up and smiled at Dan. "Well, I have to get inside and unpack."
"Oh, Okay. Well I'll see you later. Maybe." Dan said as he wheeled his Vespa over to the sidewalk.
"Bye." Hallie walked in the door to the building that housed the apartment that she would be living in.
Five minutes later Hallie stood at her apartment door fumbling with her keys.
"Hallie?" A voice said from down the hall.
"Dan!"
"Is that your apartment?"
"Yeah…"
"Well I guess we're neighbors then…" Dan said happily as he turned the knob of the door next to Hallie's apartment.
"Cool! Um, Dan I can't get my door to open…" Hallie said before biting her lip.
"Oh yeah, they can be tricky. Here, you just gotta-" Dan held the key in the door at the same time as turning the knob and tried to open it. It still wouldn't budge. "Ummm… well I guess you can always-" He rammed his shoulder into the door and it swung open. "Tada."
Hallie laughed. "Thanks so much. I was beginning to think I was going to be standing out here forever…" Hallie blew a piece of hair out of her face as she picked up her luggage.
"Let me help you." Dan said and grabbed some of her things.
Wow Lonely Boy, I thought chivalry was dead. Or have you decided to be a southern gentleman?
Once in Hallie's apartment, Dan looked around.
"Wow, it's creepy how they can make every single apartment look identical…" Dan observed.
"This is so cool!" Hallie squealed as she lifted the garage door that was dividing two rooms.
"Hey, do you want a tour of the city from one of its natives?"
"Yeah, I'd like that…"
It seems as if the pauper is attracting all of the princesses.
"Where is he?" Blair Waldorf complained as she paced impatiently through her foyer.
She flipped open her phone for the fifth time in one minute checking to see if she had any more new texts. No new messages flashed across the screen.
She readjusted her lime green headband and walked over to the elevator, jamming the button repeatedly. The elevator dinged and the doors slid open. Chuck Bass was standing there looking smug.
"Where have you been?" Blair demanded.
"Relax my sweet. I got stuck in traffic."
"Whatever, let's just go." Blair joined him on the elevator.
"Not even a hello kiss?"
"No! do you actually expect me to be civil with you after that charade in Tuscany?"
Chuck walked up behind her. "When are you going to let go of the pissy little rich girl thing?" He whispered into her ear slyly.
"When are you going to give up the horny jack ass thing?" Blair said plainly.
Chuck raised his eyebrows and smiled. "This is exactly why I'm with you. I strike, you strike right back."
"I'm also the only person that can tolerate you for more than a one night stand. Oh and there is no 'we' anymore. Just in case you were wondering."
"Malice suits you my dear."
And always has. But are these two wicked upper eastsiders truly meant to be? Neither is used to constant competition, but maybe that's just what they need.
"Mom! I'm going to Dan's!" Serena van der Woodsen yelled to her mother before running to the door.
"Hold it. Serena, I thought you two broke up?" Lily van der Woodsen commented.
"Well, we kind of did. But I just need to talk to him. Please mom, I really need to see him." Serena pleaded.
"Just be back for dinner. Bart wants to take you and Eric out to 'bond'. "
Serena gave her mom a look. "Please, just at least try to make an effort to be home."
Serena nodded and walked out the door.
Fifteen minutes later she was knocking at Dan's door. "Dan! Please open the door…" She banged twice more before the door finally opened.
"Serena! Come on in!" Jenny Humphrey exclaimed.
"Oh hi Jenny. Is Dan home?"
"Actually I just got in. But he left a note saying he was showing our new neighbor around the city."
"Oh, okay. Well do you mind if I wait?" Serena asked.
"Not at all." Jenny said as she pulled out two vitamin waters and slid one to Serena. "So… what exactly happened with you and Dan?..... If you don't mind me asking…"
"Well, um…" But Serena was interrupted by the door opening. Dan and a blonde girl dressed in jeans and a Rolling Stones T-shirt came in laughing hysterically.
"Did that seriously happen?" The girl asked Dan, both of them still unaware of the other two people in the room.
Dan opened his mouth to answer but saw Serena.
"Serena… what are you doing here?" He asked in a tone that sounded both mad and curious.
"Um, I wanted to talk… but I think I'll just go." Serena said as she got up off her stool and headed for the door.
"Serena…" Dan said, his expression and tone softening.
She turned around and looked expectantly at him.
"We'll talk later. But please don't leave. "He said quietly.
"Fine."
"Um, this is Hallie, she just moved in next door." Dan said awkwardly.
"Hi…" Hallie said shyly. Serena was intimidating the heck out of her.
"I'm Jenny, Dan's sister." Jenny said.
"I'm Serena van der Woodsen. I'm Dan's… um I'm just a friend, sort of…" Serena said curtly, looking at Dan instead of Hallie.
"Well, it's very nice to meet you both, but I really need to go unpack… so I guess I'll see you guys later. I had fun today Dan…" Hallie said as she backed out of the door.
"Me too… I'll come by later and see if you're settled in." Dan said with a little wave.
"'kay… bye Jenny, bye Serena." They both waved and she closed the door.
Serena looked at Dan crossly.
"Um, Jen, can you…"
"Sure. I'll be in my bedroom."
Well Mr. Humphrey seems to be in a sticky situation. Will the Manhattan Princess win or will the Southern Belle take the prize? And where does V fit into this crowded picture?
Gossip Girl here. And Mystery Girl now has a name. H, as we will call her, seems to be causing quite a scene already. And she's only met the three friendliest New Yorkers from the elite. I wonder what will happen when she crosses paths with B? Will a second Civil War break out? All that's clear is that B likes to welcome new comers in her own special way… the question is will H put up with it? I'll keep you posted. You know you love me. XOXO- Gossip Girl.
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