The Confessions Of A Not It Girl

A/N: Hey lovely readers! Here is the next part of chapter 1! I probably should of put them together, but a little cliffy never hurt anyone! Um, I am going to have all of my stories updated in the next week! The next week I will be gone so no updating! :(!! I promise to have others updated as quickly as possible! The Gift is almost there...(I am very VERY sad to see that end!!!! I almost cried when I put the last sentence on the page!) Look forward to that! Okay, enough of me! Thanks to everyone that reviewed! Enjoy and Please Review!

Side note: Italics are like the past (kinda) and then the regular is her in her journal! Song dedicated to my friends! We listen to this every Friday while driving! Literally every Friday! OOH Shout out to Card and Curby! GOD I LOVE YOU TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Can't read my,
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got to love nobody)
Can't read my
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got to love nobody)

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)

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Blair Waldorf did not do parties. The only reason she was even at this one was because of her best friend, Serena Van Der Woodsen. The so-called "Queen" of the UES just had to attend every party known to man land. This was no exception.

It was already past midnight and Serena was nowhere to be found. Blair looked up from the couch to see if she was even in eye distant. Nope. Blair came with Serena mainly because since birth they were practically attached to the hip.

Their mothers, Eleanor Waldorf and Lily Van Der Woodsen were best friends to begin with. Thus, making their daughters follow in their footsteps, not that Blair minded because in truth, Serena was a very good friend.

Lately, Serena had begun crushing on none other than Daniel Humphrey. Blair rolled her eyes just thinking about him. It wasn't so much that he was from Brooklyn (even though that played a small role); it was the fact that he thought everyone judged him. Puh lease.

If Dan Humphrey really wanted to see someone being judged then he should of come to the Blair Waldorf side of life.

From the time she was little she had always had the knack for academics. Nothing, in Blair's opinion was quite like solving a problem. Everyone else, including Serena (sometimes) didn't even get Blair. Everyday, since the fifth grade, the "other" girls had decided to ban Blair from the table, fine with her.

So everyday since that time she sat at her own table doing her own thing. Which she actually enjoyed. She would never tell Serena though because Serena thought Blair was lonely, which she really wasn't.

No, in fact, Blair was far from lonely.

In movies there is always that one guy every girl falls in love with from the moment they come on the screen. In the movie (self titled) "Blair's World" Nathanial Archibald played the role of the dashing hero. Yes, she was far from lonely.

The thing about Nathanial (Nate) was that he was one of the most popular guys in school. He was destined to fall in love with the most popular girl in school, also known as Serena Van Der Woodsen.

So in Blair's mind, Serena in love with Dan Humphrey somehow was a good thing.

Blair looked around the house thinking that in a few months this would all be over. Today, she finally received her acceptance letter to Yale, which she had been working for since the time she could walk. Yes, in a few short months she would be on her way to Connecticut, to hopefully start over. Start over from just being "Brainy Blair."

"Anyone sitting here?"

Blair looked up.

"Um, no."

She felt her breath catch in her throat.

Chuck Bass filled the occupied seat next to her.

Yes, there was a different side to everyone. Serena, the party girl of the Central United States, Nate the pretty boy, and then somewhere in the world there were always the Chuck Bass's of the world. Those kinds somehow didn't come to often.

Blair didn't know Chuck personally. She'd only heard stories. The stories consisted of sleeping with every girl he could get his hands on and smoking pot on the weekends, yes Chuck was one of those.

She had been in the same school as Chuck since the beginning of their high school careers. As of lately, she thought Chuck had dropped out, but now she knew he was probably just skipping school. She looked to the man sitting next her. He reeked of smoke and she could see the newly placed tattoo on his wrist.

She turned her eyes back to Nate. From where she was sitting she had the perfect view. His blue eyes and toned body made Blair want to go over there and place a firm kiss on his lips. She for went that plan though, nerves.

From what Blair knew, Nate and Chuck used to be best friends. They did everything together, or so she remembered. She also remembered Serena telling her that a girl was involved and that's what broke it off. Only if she had been that girl, Nathanial was dreaming over.

She could feel Chuck's eyes on hers. There were so many differences between the two; she honestly didn't know how they were friends back then. For starters, while Nate supported the "All American Boy" look, Chuck supported the "I just came back from sleeping with a girl" look. Yes, very different.

"What are you staring at?" She prodded.

Chuck Bass hated these parties. He only came for one reason and that reason he held in his hand. He needed to get drunk and drunk fast.

He had walked into the party hoping to find a good conquest for the night when he laid eyes upon, Blair Waldorf, the girl no one could ever get their hands on.

He had somewhat known her since the beginning of high school and not once had he seen her do one thing wrong. The one thing she might not of known is that every guy secretly wanted to be with her. Yes, he knew she didn't know any of this.

"You come to these parties to have fun?" He asked her.

She raised her eyebrow. "Excuse me?"

You see journal I don't do good in guy situations. I mean he just asked the question and I was like 'now hold up.'

So as you can see Chuck Bass, the guy no one can figure out is talking to me! Doesn't he have someone else he can go and talk too! I mean really! Why didn't he go talk to the ex friend (Nate, btw journal did I mention Nate was in a VERY SEXY BLACK SHIRT! Okay, so was Chuck, and I could see his tattoo of initials, that okay might have been somewhat hot, but…) or somewhere else.

I know I am stalling on writing what happened, but really, this is well this is…here is more parts…and yes, I skipped over a few because you know what I have homework to be starting in a few minutes.

After a long conversation with him, the so-called "Bad Boy" of the UES, we might of...

She felt her back against the wall. His lips were on her neck and she was becoming something he couldn't let go of.

She felt his tongue come dangerously close to her mouth once more and she did not hold back. Their tongues intertwined and she felt everything inside her go numb.

He took her hands and firmly placed them against the wall. Their hands entangled and tongues coming together as one.

I only had one drink that he offered me! ONE!

"Chuck-"

He calmed her. He looked into her eyes and she knew what he was asking.

She nodded.

He looked at her to make sure he saw her motion her head. Blair Waldorf was something that was delicate and not even his ex best friend had even come close to having.

He lifted her so her legs wrapped around him and he carried them to the bed he saw. He knew this was probably not the way she wanted her first time to go, but he was becoming quickly enhanced with everything Blair.

He sat her down and went back to make sure the door was locked. He turned the key and went slowly back to the bed.

She watched as he came back to her. She didn't know exactly what she was doing because this wasn't her at all. Just over two hours ago she was seemingly in love with Nate Archibald and now she was about to lose her virginity to Chuck Bass.

Her chocolate brown eyes showed doubt and somehow he wanted to take that away, so he went to her and lowered his lips.

She felt his body lower and soon she couldn't get away from the lips of Chuck Bass.

Are you scolding me journal? Yes, I had sex with Chuck Bass last night! Sex aka I am no longer a virgin! Aka Nate cannot take that anymore! Aka I had SEX WITH CHUCK BASS!

I know I deserve a big slap! Yes, I know! And the worst part about it is he wasn't even there when I woke up. He was gone. No note, no anything.

How can something so wrong feel so right?

Yes, I was even sad (just emotional you know after everything) when in the morning I didn't get to see him.

STOP AWEING JOUNRAL! THIS IS SERIOUS!

Okay I will admit, I might have a small crush on someone that no one can get a hold of! YES CHUCK!

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So we have some lingering questions! Why is Chuck the bad boy? Whose initials? Why are Chuck and Nate no loner friends? And why did Chuck keeping thinking the one girl Nate never got was Blair? Answers to come! Hope you enjoyed!