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Serena woke up to a blur. She rubbed her eyes and yawned. Where the fuck was she, anyway? She got up and pulled her pale, long blond hair back into a loose ponytail. She was in Chuck's suite, where else? She smiled to herself. In a way, she missed this. She missed actually having fun with her friends. Serena decided being a good girl for Humphrey was over rated. Nate was sprawled over the couch and Chuck was in the bed. That's when her cell began ringing incessantly on the coffee table. Nate snorted and awoke quickly. He observed the screen. It was the Waldorf herself.
"It's Blair." He stated looking at Serena. Serena paused for a moment. She knew she should be rushing over to the phone and in a hurry to gossip with her bestie but over the past few days; she liked the idea of it just being her, Chuck and Nate. The three musketeers. "She hasn't stopped calling me." Nate said again. He gestured to Serena to get the phone but Serena still didn't budge. Finally, Nate flipped it open.
"Hey Blair." Nate said groggily, still hung over.
"Nate?" Blair responded surprised. What, couldn't he wait at least a week to make his move on Serena? Was he already tearing her clothes off? With a raised eyebrow, Blair asked, "What happened to the Hamptons?" As casually as she could.
"Fuck the Hamptons." Nate responded gruffly. "My moms not exactly in a good frame of mind so…" he trailed off. Funny, Nate and Blair had become extremely close this time last year. Now it felt weird telling her anything personal.
Maybe that was what was wrong all along.
"Here's Serena." He told her hastily, avoiding answering why he hadn't responded to any of her messages.
"Hey Blair." Serena greeted warmly. Chuck woke up immediately. Was she back?
"S, what are you doing right now?" Blair asked.
"Well I'm with Chuck and-
"Oh, you mean the biggest whore this town has ever seen?" Blair corrected sharply. Serena smiled at Chuck in the bed awkwardly. He mouthed to Serena "Is she back?" and Serena shrugged in response.
"So what's up?" Serena questioned.
"I'm back in town. See, I was supposed to be in Tuscany with my boyfriend but he kind of stood me up like a complete Bass-tard. Why are you hanging out with him?" Blair asked; hurt lining her tone and kicking herself mentally for referring to him as her boyfriend. Why was Serena with the enemy?
"Oh come on Blair, don't be like that. He's sorry and besides he's tried calling you-
"If he was sorry then he would have got a plane out here, but he didn't, S. Come over to my place okay? We'll go shopping. I missed you." Blair clicked off. Serena threw her cell into her Louis Vuitton bag and sighed.
"Do you think I should talk to her?" Chuck asked, scanning Serena for answers. Serena shook her head and replied,
"She's not in a good mood right now. Trust me, I'd wait." Serena reasoned.
"I shouldn't have to wait." Chuck replied, flopping his head back into the pillow.
"Judging by Blair's voice, Chuck, decapitation is certainly a possibility." She replied shutting him up. "She wants me to meet her now or else I will be decapitated. See ya Chuck." Nate was over at the mini bar. Serena went up and flung her arms around him.
"I had a good time last night. Kind of like the old days, huh?" She whispered. Nate chuckled. Her voice made him tremble slightly.
"Better than the old days." He hugged her back. In a flurry of pale blond shimmering hair and blue, she exited the suite. Chuck rose up again.
"Honestly, Nathaniel what's taking so long?" Chuck teased. Nate laughed. "Just make your move already." He said smugly.
"Great things take time, man." Nate replied, still smiling.
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"He stood me up, Serena; you should have been ripping his head off for me in my absence." Blair said sternly whilst she observed the Marc Jacobs summer dresses. Serena rolled her navy blue eyes. This was so ridiculous. Why couldn't Blair just forgive him?
"He missed you. He loves you. There's not much more he could do." Serena said exasperated.
"He could've got a plane." Blair snapped. "Besides, what was I thinking? It's Chuck." She said disappointed. "I should've expected him to start whoring around sooner or later. I'm over it." Serena gave a hollow laugh in response.
"Right. You're over it." She scoffed with a knowing smile. Blair cocked a perfectly arched eyebrow.
"Right. Just like you're over Nate?" She asked just as knowing. Serena blushed. Serena was still trying to get over Humphrey.
"Blair, Nate-
"Don't even try to deny it, S. You didn't think you had actually fooled me into thinking that Dan Humphrey was the one for you, did you?" Blair questioned, daring Serena to deny it.
"For the record, I actually did think Dan and I were going somewhere." Serena replied in a timid tone. Blair felt sympathetic for her friend. She knew exactly how she felt.
"I think it's a jinx. Once you start investing yourself in a relationship is the moment everything starts going wrong. Take Nate and me for example." Blair said, holding a green summer dress against her. "What do you think?" She asked Serena. Serena smiled playfully.
"I think it would look better on me." She joked. Blair mocked a laugh. It didn't matter how much Marc Jacobs she would accumulate over the summer. Chuck just wasn't budging out of her head, was he?
"He didn't really care about me," Blair began, clearly hurt. "He just wanted the chase." Serena smiled sympathetically towards her friend. Seeing Blair like this made her want to strangle Chuck with his scarf. But she had to admit, she had grown accustom to their drinking sessions.
"That's not true Blair. He still loves you. Eighty two voice messages? Ring any bells?" Serena said consolingly. "Come out with me and Nate tonight okay? Forget about it all." But Blair wasn't Serena. Martini's were not going to make everything just go away. She was a Waldorf and she had dignity and she refused to waste anymore time wallowing over Chuck Bass.
"Will he be there?" Blair demanded, putting emphasis on the he.
"It's Chuck, Blair. Of course he'll be there. Just…ignore him." Yeah, like Blair Waldorf was just going to ignore Chuck Bass. That's a bit of a long shot. "Just come with us okay? No watching DVD's tonight. This is still our town." Serena decided to kill two birds with one stone here, get Blair and Chuck in the same room, whilst convincing Blair that she and Nate were just good friends.
"Okay." Blair said reluctantly. She smiled to herself. She knew this girl too well.
Serena van der Woodsen didn't deny not being over Nathaniel Archibald.
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Dan Humphrey was slumped over his desk with a mug of coffee and scribbling frantically in a notebook. Self consciously, Vanessa Abrams tucked a brown curl behind her left ear and peered around his door. "Well if it isn't the guy formerly known as my best friend." Vanessa cracked. Dan flung around and smiled at Vanessa. She knew Dan liked to write, but over the summer he found it hard to extract himself from a laptop or a notebook. "How about actually getting out of your room and coming out with me?" Vanessa suggested.
"To where exactly?" He asked, willing.
"Oh these new fantastic places called clubs." Vanessa mocked in a shocked tone. Dan chuckled.
"Okay. Just anywhere where scarf boy and his crew hang out." Dan reasoned. Vanessa gave the eye roll Chuck's nickname deserved.
"You mean anywhere Serena is?" She corrected.
"That too." He said, slipping on a naval officer style coat.
"Don't worry its just going to be you and me." Vanessa commented.
"Sounds good." Dan replied. It sounded better to Vanessa.
"This club called bungalow. And if turns out to be a total bust we can just sit back and mock." She offered. Dan laughed again. He put his arm around her.
Vanessa certainly was not complaining.
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The limo driver opened the door to reveal a Chloé clad Blair and Marc Jacobs donning Serena. Nate gave Serena a smile. To say she looked amazing was an understatement. Tonight for some reason, her eyes seemed even bluer and Nate admired how her blond hair shimmered and swayed every time she moved. That's just about the moment he decided that tonight was the night. Sure Blair was here, but what difference did that make? Nate sat beside Serena and looked into Serena blue eyes. Her stare was locked with his emerald stare. Everything else just…disappeared.
"Who's gonna win round one?" Nate whispered to Serena.
"Blair, definitely. She's a woman on a mission." Serena replied playfully.
"Bungalow, please." Nate told the driver.
"Blair." Chuck stated blankly.
"Whore." Blair flashed a fake smile at him.
B isn't the only one on a mission, S. Better watch out, lonely boy is set to make a guest appearance in tonight's movie. As for B and C? This war is set to last all summer. Will one of them ever call truce? You know you love me.
XOXO Gossip Girl
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