.scene 1; Because the Star Always Gets Her Way.

Dan watches Blair with a mixture of awe and fascination.

How could someone so tiny, consume so much alcohol?

He and Serena haven't touched a drop of alcohol, no they have to take care of B.

Not like he actually wants a drink.

But he sure could use one now, as he watches the next jerk try to hit on Blair.

"Don't touch her!"

Her voice is raspy, because god knows Serena's been screaming the same line all night at the asses trying to hit on B.

Blair just giggles as she leans on Serena, her brown eyes glassy.

"Don't be silly S, he was just being friendly"

She pouts at her best friend, who just watches her exasperatedly.

Dan cracks a wry smile as he watches his girlfriend and her best friend converse while said best friend is clearly drunk off her ass.

It's amazing how much can change in a year.

It used to be Serena drinking her woes away, now it's her perfect, pristine Blair.

He just smiles ruefully as he tries to help Serena with a pouting Blair.

"Don't worry S, they're all just a bunch of Paul Varjaks, they would never hurt me"

"Come one B, time to go home"

"No!"

And with that Blair pulls both Dan and Serena into the crowded dance floor.

Serena just looks at Dan with apologetic eyes.

He sighs,

"You so owe me one"


He really needed to stop bumping into them.

His eyes land on the drunk Blair Waldorf, waggling her finger at Serena, high on alcohol and adrenaline.

He tears his eyes from her, and they dart around the club,landing on something even more disturbing.

Nate watches Chuck in a muddle of girls, and all seemed to have red, blonde, or black hair. Never brunette.

He's playing a charmer tonight, so he can have another notch, or two, on his bedpost tonight.

Nate's just disgusted.

How could he get over Blair so quickly, or more importantly, how could Blair give her virginity to him?

He's surprised as another wave of anger crashes over him. He should be over that by now.

His eyes land again on Blair, holding onto one of the guys around her for support.

A slow song starts and the guy tugs her into his arms.

She accepts, and unbeknownst to Nate, it's only because she can't stand upright unless she's in someone's arms.

Nate knows that he should be that guy, because for once, his eyes are solely on Blair, never the golden princess.

This is all Chuck's fault he thinks, if Chuck could just keep it in his pants around one girl, Nate's girl, they would all be fine.

They would have their white picket fence, 2.5 kids dream come true.

Fuck you, Chuck, you ruined everything.


Chuck Bass really needs to sort things out.

He needs to stop thinking about her, and try to build bridges with Nate.

Carpentry had never been his strong suit.

He laughs derisively at a joke one of the girls made around him.

They never have brown eyes.

They lack her wit, her charm, and he really does miss their playful banter.

What he misses most, is her in his arms.

He pushes the thoughts out of his head, and attempts to kill the butterflies, once and for all.

It doesn't work.


Serena and Dan relax.

Aaron, the guy Blair has been doing a little more than mild flirting with, seems okay.

He's no Nate Archibald, but he's no Chuck Bass either.

Or so they thought.

Another slow song starts, and S decides that she needs some fun tonight too.

She tugs Dan onto the dance floor, where they can finally have their fun tonight, but still watch Blair.

As they start to sway to the music, Aaron makes his move before he they come back.

"Would you like a drink?"

"Oooh, yes." She turns to the beefy bartender, "Scotch on the rocks please,"

Even completely drunk, no Waldorf forgets her manners.

She suddenly laughs out loud, causing Aaron to stare at her in alarm, thinking that she had noticed the pill dissolving in her drink.

"Guess what? I just ordered the favourite drink of my ex-boyfriend. Well, I wouldn't exactly call him that. He was more ex-guy to have an affair with behind Nate's back. Yeah, that's it"

Aaron stares at this girl, stunning by any standard, as she babbles on about trust, hurt, and something about sheppards and weddings. He decides that he doesn't really need to talk. He knows this girl, and he also knows about Blair Waldorf's reputation of sleeping with two guys in one week.

She takes a sip of her drink, and he knows that he'll have to act fast.

The song's almost over.


Serena was dancing dreamily with Dan, when she spotted Blair following Aaron out of the club, clutching his hand for support.

She never should have left her alone.

Dan follows her gaze, and they lock eyes, and both make a dash for the brunette and the blond.


Blair follows Aaron drunkenly, his hand leading her.

Her world is suddenly hazy, her mind more clouded than before.

She's jolted out of her revelations as S and Cabbage Patch pounce on the two.

Dan hauls off and grabs Aaron by the collar.

He puts his face dangerously close to his as he speaks.

"Did you drug her?"

Each word is spoken with menace, something he never thought he was capable of.

Aaron doesn't respond, and simply looks Dan in the eye.

"I asked you, did you drug her?" His words are punctuated with a blow to his stomach, and as Aaron doubles over in pain, he manages to spit out a word that made his and Serena's blood run cold.

"Yes,"


Chuck had noticed the commotion on the floor, between that guy and Dan.

He also noticed a slumping Blair, leaning on a very concerned S.

He shakes off the skanks around him, and makes his way through the crowd.


Nate's surprised that he can see Blair through the cloud of pot in his brain.

He laughs, but notices something odd as he watches Dan pummel some guy.

He shakes his head to clear the haze, to no avail, and picks his way through the throng to his ex-girlfriend.


Dan only stops delivering blows to the guy's face after he notices the bouncers walking through the throng that had crowded around the scene, only to disperse momentarily.

"He drugged my girlfriend's best friend" He states simply, as the bouncers take care of the guy.

He helps Serena get B to her feet, when S spots the two guys she knows Blair doesn't need to see.

"Dan, take care of B for a moment, I just need to take care of some trash" She nods towards the boys, and Dan nods too, hauling Blair along.


Chuck reaches Serena first, who is not letting them pass. He sighs as Nate joins them, in all his post-pot glory.

"What do you two want?"

"Is she okay?"

At Chuck's question, Serena snaps.

"Is she okay? What do you care? If I recall, you called her a used horse. You wrecked her reputation so badly, some random just tried to rape her. She just got wasted, and she almost got used. Again. You almost made her leave. For France. Did you know what I had to go through to get her to stay? I had to beg. And I almost lost my best friend because of you. So you can just go back to your corner of sluts, Chuck, and stay the hell away from Blair." She glances at Nate, who's standing there, slightly shell-shocked, though the words hadn't managed to get through his pot-induced brain.

"Nate...I think you and Blair together makes perfect sense. But if this isn't what she wants, then you stay the hell away from her too. If she does want this, then when you're ready, you should talk to her."

Chuck is seething mad, she's letting Nate talk to Blair, and not him?

Nate, who broke Blair's heart over and over. Chuck hadn't even broken her heart, because technically, she had broken his first.

"Excuse me, Van der Woodsen, but if I recall, you weren't there for her either."

Serena stops, tears threatening to spill over as she remembers her fight with Blair.

"I may not have been there for her then, but I am now. We all make mistakes, and mine was letting her believe she could actually have a functional relationship with you. I should have stopped her, but seeing her so happy, I just couldn't do it. Not now, not anymore. Just stay the hell away from her Chuck, and while you're at it, stay away from me too."

With that, she turns on her heel and leaves behind two annoyed, angry boys who cared so deeply for her best friend, though they would never admit it.

One problem at a time, she reminded herself, and her problem right now was taking care of B.

No way was she going out again.