A/N: Okay, second chapter up! Thank you to GossipGirlArgentina for her review! I am absolutely ecstatic about the feedback!

Also, forgot about my disclaimer. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or places except for my dear Iriena Lindran!

You know you love me!

Lady Morgan le Faye

Jenny and Iriena latched onto each other almost immediately. Jenny was in most of the same classes as Iriena and was overjoyed to show her new friend around.

"Oh, Iriena, you are the best! How did you get out of English without reading that passage from the textbook? Almost everyone else had to!" Jenny was laughing at the end of the day in the halls with Iriena. They were replaying their day blow by blow.

Iriena batted her eyelashes and said lightly, "It's my charming personality that leads the teachers into a calm state in my proximity. In other words, for the less mentally developed, the professors love me." Then, in her normal voice, "I also have a knack for looking like an angel, even though I can be anything but." That sent the two into another volley of giggles.

Suddenly, a silence descended upon the freshman locker hallway. Jenny looked up and saw Serena van der Woodsen walking down the corridor. Jenny instinctively ran up to her, and then held back.

"What should I do, Iriena? I talk to her, or–"

Jenny was cut off by the cool voice that she wanted so much to have.

"Hello, Jenny. How are you today?"

Jenny stared, speechless, at Serena. Her tall, slight body was perfectly formed until it became almost a work of art. Her long blond locks framed an incredibly beautiful face, often compared to that of an angel. Or at least, that was what Jenny thought.

Iriena, on the other hand, was completely calm just like Serena. "Oh, hello Serena. I didn't see you today after this morning. How are you?" Her cool tone was nearly identical to that so unique to Serena.

"I'm doing well, Iriena. I was just wondering if you and Jenny were busy tonight. There's a group of us meeting at La Petit Papillion at around 8 o'clock. It would be great if you could come. A bit like a 'Welcome to the Neighbourhood' party. So, are you in?"

Jenny looked at Iriena, whose eyebrows were knitted together in thought. Then her expression lightened and she nodded.

"Oh, yeah, sure, Serena. I can make it. I mean, we can make it. Is Dan going to be there?"

Serena smiled at the mention of her almost-boyfriend. "Of course, I'll invite him right now. I'll see you later." Then she was gone.

Iriena shook her head when she looked at Jenny.

Jenny was surprised. "What did I do?"

"You didn't even get the address. Jenny, you are hilarious."

Jenny shrugged. "We could always look it up in the phone book. How hard could it be?"

The two new friends laughed as they packed their bags and went outside under a light dusting of snow just falling from the sky. As they spun around catching snowflakes on their tongues, Iriena couldn't help feeling like she was being watched by a pair of disapproving eyes ridden in jealousy.

Blair Waldorf was jealous, and she had a sinking feeling that this was just the beginning. The new girl, who had seemed so unremarkable before the school began, had instantly become the subject of many stories and rumors. Good stories. Positive rumors. The thing was, everyone seemed to like that new girl. When Blair got a good look at her after school in the school courtyard catching snowflakes on her tongue, her stomach flopped. The unremarkable face had turned out to resemble a chiseled work of art, very pale ivory, or was it marble? Blair's mind spun. She was nearly as tall as Serena, and was definitely as tall, if not taller than, Blair. Iriena's golden blond hair put Serena's carefully placed locks to shame. The boobs, well, they were both her biggest asset and her biggest flaw. Still, that wasn't very important until she went out on the town. Iriena's flashy white smile made Blair sick, and the eyes were torture. How could anyone ever have such an angelic face? The girl had to be a model, that was for sure. And, in their image-oriented status system, Iriena was certain to quickly rise up the social ladder. Especially after the elite boys got a good look at her.

That was it. None of Blair's boys would ever set eyes on Iriena. And Blair would torment her until she was gone.

Blair knew she was being terrible. She didn't even know the new girl. Iriena could have been the nicest person in the world, but Blair was in defensive mode. She would hold onto her crown, even if she had to claw her opponents away by hand. No guy was ever going to set eyes on Iriena. Not even Chuck, even if he was just a womanizer. He had just become one of the most important playing pieces in this war. Blair was ready to launch a surprise attack. It was bad enough that Serena was back. A duplicate with just as many assets would make holding onto her crown even harder.

"Hey, watch out for that moving van, driving down the street. You better lock up your man, before he beats." Blair sang under her breath one of the songs from that little cheesy musical she saw, Hairspray. The song seemed to take on so much more meaning now that Blair was faced with one of her first ever opponents who wanted the top of the social ladder. It was on.

Dan grumbled when the doorbell rang. He was just in the middle of a poem that he was writing, and disruptions like those always put him off his train of thought for at least a few days. This time, however, he was glad that he had answered the door.

At the door stood a beautiful girl. A breathtaking girl. She was absolutely gorgeous. The first thought in Dan's mind was that of a younger Serena. Serena had that same sort of beauty, but in a more in-your-face way. This girl at the door had the sort of air that made you feel like she didn't look in the mirror much and didn't realize how beautiful she really was. But Dan did.

Dan ran his hand through his short hair. "Erm…hi. What brings you…uh, hi, I'm Dan."

The girl smiled and held out a hand. "Iriena Lindran. Jenny is on her way up. She dropped her hat in a puddle." Iriena laughed as she shook Dan's hand.

Dan's face fell. Just another one of Jenny's friends. Nothing important there. Dan sighed, then opened the door wider.

"Well then, come on in. I'm sure Jenny will be up in a few." With that he walked back into his dimly lit bedroom and got back to his laptop. However, instead of getting back to his poetry, Dan logged onto the Internet. With a hasty look around, he typed in a web address that Jenny was always raving about: .

Hello, New York!

New girl spotted on her way from school with J. She has been identified as I. Just so everyone knows, Gossip Girl here has high hopes for I and New York. A little social butterfly like herself should have no difficulty climbing the ladder to the top of the Upper East Siders. Oooh, is B starting to get jealous? She had better watch out, I has the power of the endowed chest on her side. Not to mention the obvious resemblance of a younger S. Still, B can get catty pretty easily when it concerns her territory these days. Ladies and gentlemen, place your bets. This is about to become an all out war.

Your e-mails:

dear gg,

does nu grl kno about b? if she doesn, then nu grl s n trubl.

bluv599

Dear bluv599,

Since the new girl is fresh from Britain, I doubt it. Although, there is a chance that I've got international fans!

GG

Sightings:

Nothing much going on out of normal. Prospect of meeting at La Petit Papillion tonight? We'll see if S actually shows up.

You know you love me,

gossip girl

So that was Gossip Girl. Hmmm, Dan thought. Not that bad.

That was an understatement. Dan could feel his heart begin to race as he pilfered through the archives of the site. When he found the very first entry, Dan settled down on his bed. He was going to read everything. All the gossip, all the rumors, everything. As the words loaded up onto his screen, Dan breathing quickened. The first image to show up was a picture of a younger Serena. And it looked almost identical to the girl in the other room.