A short Chuck/OC fanfiction with only 5 chapters to ease my way into the fandom. Hope you like and tell me what you think. No flames, only constructive critism.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Gossip Girl [As much I want to], Chuck [As much as I really want to] or any other character or plot you recognise. Alex however does belong to me.

Dedicated to TheWhiteQueen20 for being an awesome friend and for her amazing Nate/OC fic Oneshot of Poison, check it out. Now.

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Gossip Girl here,
And with a new school year brings new things and yet who is that of old I spot on the horizon of the Palace? It is New York's very own Alex Montgomery. From the last we hear the last one third of the almighty tight threesome, along with Blair Waldorf and Serena Van der Woodsen, was in England. So the question is why is she back?
And watch out A, some things may have changed in two years…
You know you love me,
Gossip Girl
Xoxo

I smiled as my driver opened the door and sunlight poured in, the wonderful smell of New York city assaulting my senses. I smiled at my elderly driver, Walter.

"It's good to be home, Miss Montgomery," he commented with a small smile as he handed me my backpack.

"Yes it is Walter, and how very nice it is to see you again. My brother treat you well, when he visited?" He nodded and I smiled.

"I'll send the boys out in a minute to collect the bags, Walter. Wait with the car, and take a break after they manage to collect the bags. I'll call if I need you."

"Thank you miss, I shall most certainly be back by six as your mother has requested you attend the charity ball, hosted by Constance and St. Judes."

I rolled my eyes. "Can't we make up an excuse?"

"Afraid not miss, your mother was insistent and I quote 'she shall go even on death's row'."

"Charming isn't my mother?" I said dryly. He nodded and I chuckled. I gave him a small hug. "Enjoy the sunshine Walter."

I took a few more steps into the small courtyard in front of the palace. I slipped the Chanel glasses clouding my vision slightly back so they rested on top of my loose hair. I pulled my rugged backpack up further on my shoulder at the sight of it slipping. I took a deep breathe as I walked in.

Spotted: A walking towards Van der Bass apartment. How exactly did she know S lived there? Or is she there for C?

I knocked on the door that my mother told me Serena was at and waited before a very tired, young looking maid opened the door.

"Yes Miss…" She trailed off, not yet knowing my name.

"Montgomery. Alex Montgomery," I smiled, "I came to see Serena. Is she in?"

"Miss Van der Woodsen is in, shall I call her down?" The maid smiled back.

I shook my head. "If you told me which room was hers, I would like to go up and see her."

She nodded. "Up the stairs, the second door to the right."

"Thanks…"

"Tina."

"Thanks Tina."

"It's okay Miss." As soon as the door was closed the young maid ran off busy.

I took up the stairs, admiring the place as I went and yet there was a familiarity in the air that I did not usually associate with the Van der Woodsens. I knocked on the door and heard a 'come in'. I held onto the door handle and took a deep breathe. I pushed the door open and peeked in.

"Hello?" I turned towards the dressing room as my blonde haired friend exited.

"S?" I smiled. Serena froze pulling up her spaghetti strap to her shoulder and stared at me. "What no hello?"

"Oh my God! Alex!" She ran and embraced me.

"God to see you S." She leaned back, our arms still holding on to each other.

"What are you doing here?" Serena asked, eyes wide and staring at me.

"I'm back. For good." I paused then shrugged. "Hopefully."

Serena took a step back and slapped my arm. I yelped, jumping slightly, holding my now stinging arm. "What was that for?"

"Not telling me you were coming. That was nice compared to what Blair will do." I groaned from the thought of it. "I can't believe you're back."

"Well, unless I need to ship you off to a mental institution, and Gossip Girl as well, then I'm here." I retorted casually, now examining Serena's room, which I had to admit was pretty bare.

"Gossip Girl knows?" Serena exclaimed.

"Yeah. According to the message on my phone. I re-subscribed, gotta find out what's going on in my very own Apple. And speaking of going on, what is with the going on between you and this guy Lonely Boy? I hear some pretty good things." I wiggled an eyebrow suggestively.

"Dan is fine." Serena told her, emphasising his name.

"Just fine?" I asked, eyebrow now cocked in challenge, hand on hip. "S, I thought your standards were better, he at least has to be great in bed! And you used to go for extraordinary! You have changed."

"Hey!" Serena hit me again before I watched her expression sober. "I'm not the only one who has changed."

"Oh yes, how is my other musketeer?" I asked, now walking over to examine a few CD's left on a nearly empty shelf, purely there for decoration.

"We both know I'm not talking about Blair but she is good. Now let's go back to the subject you're avoiding." I glanced up at her, sure my green eyes were shining through the mass of brunette curls now slung across my face, due to me leaning down.

"I'm not avoiding any subject, merely steering away from unwanted news." I told her, my voice speaking with a strength I did not feel.

"Oh yeah?" Serena rose an eyebrow.

"Yeah. So am I going to call Blair or you?" I asked, swiftly and perfectly diverting the subject. Again.

Spotted: A, B and S at a Alexandra's. Name sake A? Enjoy your brunch girls, because I think the crunch is about to come.

I leaned back in the seat, my hand absently twirling the silver spoon through the iced tea sitting a sparkling white cup. Telling Blair was quicker and easier than I thought. Not to mention less pain. Except when I let out the very sarcastic comment about her and Nate.

"So A, how was England?" Blair asked, smirking, her eyes glittering.

I smiled and leaned forward. "Amazing. You would be surprised, the English accents are to die for. Not to mention the bodies. Although the Sun does hibernate away from it." I shrugged. "Aw well, Sun does what the Sun wants."

"That is does." Serena nodded and a companiable silence fell upon us. Serena let out a little squeak and I raised an eyebrow then she grinned in my direction. My expression fell, this so could not be good. Actually it had to be very very underline very bad by the look on Serena's face.

"Blair, Alex here seemed to avoid the subject of our favourite womaniser." BLair grinned along with Serena, both noticing my wince at the ned of the sentence.

"I've done no such thing. I'm avoiding the subject of Chuck Bass, not your favourite womaniser. Let me guess, you've both rode that pony?" Serena and Blair looked a little shocked. "Sorry, a bit too English?" They nodded. "Okay."

Once she had recovered Blair leaned forward and began to talk. "So, what are you going to do about Chuck?"

I sighed and decided just to give them some answers, hopefully they would stop but then again this was The Serena and Blair. My best friends. Crap. I did not have a chance.

"Nothing," they both looked at me calling my bluff. "Nothing! It's been two years and obviously he's moved on."

"But have you?"

I looked down. I was quiet for a few minutes and felt their intense all seeing gaze on my bowed head. I slowly looked up, so my fringe covered half my eye. "No," I whispered.

Serena and Blair both looked half sympathetic, half satisfied. "So what are you going to do?"

"Nothing. He won't want me after what I had to do anyway." Serena cocked an eyebrow but I shook my head. "Another time. So are you going to this charity ball?"

Blair nodded rolling her eyes. "Of course. You've been asked to go."

"No. I'm being forced to go. There's a difference." I told them, taking a last sip of my iced tea.

"So what are you wearing?"

"One of your mother's designs actually." I nodded towards Blair. "Amazingly beautiful by the way. Mother dearest wanted me to rebuild my ties."

"And what better way than through my mother?" Blair rolled her eyes. "Thank God for Kati's after party."

"Aw, Kati. Still following you around I assume, Queen B?" I said knowingly, pulling out my buzzing phone, rolling my eyes at Gossip Girl telling me what I was doing.

"Yes. Anyway the ball starts at six, which means we have to arrive half past." I rolled my eyes at proper etiquette, showing up late for a ball. I mean come on. "We stay for a hour or two then we politely excuse ourselves to Kati's rented nightclub."

"Sounds good, I'm assuming change in outfits?"

Blair nodded and Serena laughed.

"Joy, what better way to spend my afternoon than shopping?"

"You know you like it really." Serena said picking up her purse.

"True. True." I told them as I stood and pulled on my blazer.

I pulled on the final dress in the selection of five, Serena, Blair and myself had picked out. This was the one we unanimously decided on.

As I pulled it on I relaxed into the silky interior. I pulled the zip on and smiled into the mirror. This was the one.

A grey dress with a hit of blue, it was strapless, the dress could be described in two parts. A strip of material covered in lace masking her bust, with the dress coming out, hugging her curves flowing to past mid thigh but before her knee.

Chuck woke up from his sex induced bliss to a hangover with Nate yelling out.

"Holy shit!"

Chuck groaned pulling himself up from the two girls surrounding him.

"What is it?" He moaned, hair askew.

Nate glanced at him, biting his lip slightly. "You're not going to like it."

This perked up Chuck's intrest. "Hmm? Do tell."

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