Compared to the Van Der Woodsen household, the Waldorfs penthouse apartment on the Upper East side was at the point of OCD neatness.
Blair
swung her legs languidly over the side of her bed, pushing her mask
off of her eyes and throwing it down on her table. She could hear the
maids downstairs preparing breakfast, but she had inclination to eat.
It was the first day of the academic school year, and as she pulled
open her wardrobe doors to inspect her freshly pressed uniform, she
smiled. Everything was going to plan.
Everything that was, except
Serena. She'd reappeared back from boarding school, stumbling back
into Blair's life with her usual annoying perfection and
unattainable ease.
Tugging a brush through her chocolate brown hair, she glanced at her Sidekick. A message glowed on its screen. She flipped it open to read it. It was from Chuck.
'So is this going to be the year you finally give it up to Nate?' she wrinkled her nose, sometimes she hated her boyfriend's best friend. But he was the richest boy she knew, and someone you didn't want to get on the wrong side of, so she tolerated him.
Just.
Smoothing her hair down, she reached for a white Alice band, pushing it onto her head, checking it in the mirror above her vanity table.
Because even a reappearing ex-best friend and a letch of a boy wasn't going to put a dampener on Blair's mood.