Tied Together with a smile.
Author~Loveyy.
Show~ Gossip Girl
Characters~Blair, Serena, Chuck, Penelope, Hazel, Jenny, Dan, Chuck, Nate, (own character) Annabelle.
Couple~ Nate and Blair but eventually Chuck and Blair.
Rating~ K+
Synopsis~Ever since Blair's father left her mother turned abusive, along with her step-father. She's fled California fretting for her life and also her younger step-sister Annabelle's life. They've come to the Upper East Side to start a fresh but is a scandal soon to arise? (AU)
DISCLAIMER! In no way do I own gossip girl, no matter how much I wish. If I did I would have Chace Crawford all to myself ^sighs^. And I also don't own the song Tied Together with a Smile by Taylor Swift which will most definitely come into perfect affect with Blair's disorder, amazing song, actually all her songs are amazing!
This is my first Gossip Girl fanfic so please offer all feedback, positive or constructive. Thankyou
Chapter 2; Who's Gossip Girl?
After hauling all of Annabelle's and my own suitcases onto the luggage cart that the Concierge had politely wheeled out, I saw Serena throw me a quick smile and beckon me over to sit with them. I plastered my ever-present fake smile onto my face and walked over to them, carefully taking each and every step.
As I sat down I was bombarded with many questions. There were a few "Where are you from?", "Who are your parents" and "Is that your sister? She is so cute!" But only one of them didn't ask any questions, Serena had sat there with a sympathetic smile on her face, getting fed up with her group by the second.
"Guys, shut up! I'm sure the last thing that Blair wants to answer right now is a bunch of questions!" This definitely shut them up, I'd known this girl for about 10 minutes and she was already sticking up for me. Maybe I'd actually found someone that I could talk to about everyone.
It suddenly became very awkward, until I let out shy giggle and all heads turned to me. A short girl, with a tiny blonde bob snorted. "What are you laughing at? Your holding an out of fashion Marc Jacobs Purse that none of us would be caught holding. We should be laughing at you."
I didn't like this girl already and what she didn't realise that this was a next season Marc Jacob's purse that she would most likely buy in a couple of weeks. Even though my mother was the fallen fashion designer "Eleanor Waldorf" Annabelle and I still got amazing designer clothes for nothing.
"Actually" I started to reply, "This is next seasons Marc Jacob's. Think in a couple of weeks you'll be holding this and loving it and then I'll have next seasons. So I should actually be the one laughing at you." I gave a sweet smile as all the other girls stared at me in shock; the blonde one in particular had a bright rosy shade of red gracing her cheeks. I didn't like her, at all.
Serena started laughing and held her hand out to look at the bag. Just as I was handing it too her, a Frisbee came hurdling towards my head. Squealing slightly I braced myself for the impact of the Frisbee but was surprised when it never came. I opened up my eyes to see a beautiful brown pair looking at me.
"Sorry" he replied in a husky voice. He was gorgeous in a sexy sort of way, from his tousled brown hair down to his tartan scarf. He smirked and pulled away from me, holding out his hand.
"Hello, I'm Chuck Bass" he said right before he kissed my hand. I'd heard that name somewhere before, but I had absolutely no idea.
I didn't realise that I had been staring at him until I heard a small cough behind me. I turned around to see everyone laughing and Serena had a disgusted look on her face. She pulled me away after giving Chuck a look which said "go away" and pulled me back to sit with them.
"Gosh, Gossip Girl's going to have a field day with you." Penelope spoke up as the short blonde one rolled her eyes. "She's fresh meat, why wouldn't she? I mean not every new girl to the upper east side has bags not in season and gets a first hand introduction to 'the' Chuck Bass in a mere hour."
Who was Gossip Girl, and how was she going to have a field day with me? I was liked at my old school and sure a fair bit of Gossip was spread about me as I was Queen B there but there was never someone called Gossip Girl.
One of the girls noticed my discomfort and held out her hand.
"Jenny" she said as she shook it. She was sweet and looked like she didn't really fit in with this group. I started to bit my lip, too embarrassed to ask who this Gossip Girl was, but who cared what they thought, I was Blair Cornelia Waldorf and I had a righto know if a girl was gossiping about me.
"Jenny, who and what is Gossip Girl?" I asked quietly, knowing she and Serena were the only ones who heard it; the other girls were too immersed in conversation about a sale on at Bendel's.
"Gossip Girl" Serena started "Is a girl that blogs tons of Gossip about all of the rich Upper East Siders. Everything you do, anything you say, any secret you have, someone will eventually find out and tip her off then she posts it and everyone knows your secret.
This was something I'd never experienced before. There was a feeling of fear for Annabelle and myself forming in the pit of my stomach, what if someone found out about my mother and step-father abusing us? For god's sake, my own father and his partner don't know about it! He's living a completely oblivious life in his château in France with Roman.
"Don't worry though" Jenny told me. "She's been known to stretch the truth a lot. Most of the time a cover up story and her screwing up will get people to believe you rather then her."
Great, that made me feel loads better. This place was so different to back home. For a second I wanted to run back into my mothers arms and back to the place I knew. But then the reason why I left crossed my mind, and that idea totally left my head.
I gave them both a weak smile as Penelope stood up to make an announcement.
"Alright girls, we're going to Bendel's, care to join us?"
I shook my head, claiming I wanted to get Annabelle and I settled in first and Serena volunteered to say behind and help. I had told her it wasn't necessary, but she insisted saying It was the least she could to do help out.
We called over Annabelle and together the 3 of us walked into the Palace Hotel, my mind full of worry. What I didn't know was that a pair of gorgeous brown eyes were following me as I walked in the Hotel.
AN~ I really hope that was good enough (:. & thankyou everyone for adding my story to story alert, favourite stories and for reviewing. I'm not going to say that I need 10 reviews to update because I write because I want to write, although feedback, (negative or positive) would be appreciated because then I know what you would like me to fix in the story or what I need to change.
Loveyy.