Chapter Three

Happy Birthday Queen B. Let's hope this year's party is as eventful as the last. You know I love the drama.

Blair stiffened as she read the message on gossip girl; was this her way of humiliating her again? She would be damned if she let people ruin her birthday again this year; she was back with Nate and her relationship with Chuck was long forgotten, just a flicker of a memory in the distance. She stood in front of the mirror in her figure hugging green Dior dress, thankful that her followers were wearing more understated dresses. The dress she had chosen was perfect, and she knew Nate would love it; he would love it even more off of her. She smirked at the thought of the two of them sleeping together again, only for the smile to falter as she realised they hadn't done it in almost three weeks; he was hardly around anymore, and had barely even been spotted.

Except for that one time on Gossip Girl, where rumours had circulated that he was having it off with some other girl; but who? She gritted her teeth as she wished the thought away, happy when there was a knock on her door.

"Ah, Little Jenny, just who I was hoping for." Blair said, turning to where Jenny stood in the doorway. She was wearing a knockoff Dior dress, probably having made it herself, which puffed out at the knee and was very flattering. If Blair hadn't have known it was a knockoff, and then she would have thought that Little Jenny Humphrey was trying to outshine her.

"Really?" Jenny asked, trying to mask the shock that was evident in her voice. What could Blair want with her; was it possible that Blair was onto her secret 'meetings' with Nate?

"I'm worried about these rumours about Nate and some whore, as my friend I want you to keep an eye on him, okay?" She asked, walking over to her dressing table and putting in a matching pair of Dior earrings.

"Uh, sure." Jenny replied, her resolve faltering as she dared not meet Blair's eye. She was dismissed as easily as she came in, and with a sigh of relief she walked down into the already pumping party. She automatically scanned the room for Nate, not sure why she was seeking him out so much; was it just the fact that Blair had asked her to keep an eye on him?

Chuck Bass watched Jenny sit down on the sofa awkwardly, her deep eyes scanning the room for some unknown person. After his breakup with Blair Chuck had set his hopes on making Jenny his next conquest in the hopes that Blair would get jealous and eventually be dethroned. He still hadn't had a chance to talk to the girl, and with a swig of his martini he headed over to where she sat alone.

"Mind if I sit with you?" He asked, putting his most charming smile on as he sat down next to her, too close for her liking. She was interrupted from her scanning for Nate by the feel of Chucks hand on her bare leg, which tingled at the response. And not in a good way; she had heard rumours about Chuck, and she didn't want to be the next notch on his bedpost.

"What do you want, Chuck?" She yelled above the pumping music, hoping somebody would see her struggle and come and help her. Of course, nobody did.

"I think you know." He smiled seductively, moving his hand higher up her thigh as her breath hitched in her throat. This was not what she wanted to happen. Yet as Chuck moved closer and pressed his lips to her, she found herself too weak to push him off.

"Chuck, stop." She begged, trying to push him away. The feel of his lips upon hers disgusted her; she had always imagined her first kiss as being magical and with someone she truly loved. "Stop!" She moaned, her hands grasping feebly at his jacket as she tried to push him away. Suddenly, she was free of him.

"Nate man, what are you doing?" He asked, and Jenny looked up to see Chuck clutching a bloody nose and Nate's hand clenched into a fist. People around them were turning to stare, and Jenny blushed under their scrutinous gaze.

"Come on Jenny, let's get out of here." Nate whispered, only loud enough for her to hear as he nodded towards the lift. She smiled in agreement and headed towards the lift, planning on waiting for him outside.

As she stepped out the building she gasped in shock, rain from above soaking her to the flesh. She shuddered at the sudden contact, her body spasming with shock as she struggled to form a coherent thought. And then it came to her; she had just been kissing Chuck Bass! Her body shuddered with the suppressed sobs, and the tears all came pouring out.

"Jenny? Jesus Jenny, you're shaking." Nate's voice broke through her sobs, and she turned to find him stood behind her and shrugging out of his coat, wrapping her small body in it. "What is it Jenny, what's wrong?" His hand grazed her cheek softly, causing her to sob more.

"Chuck Bass just forced himself on me." She sobbed, "I always imagined my first kiss to be with someone I was falling in love with, you know? And he...he took that away from me." She sobbed, not daring to look into his shocked eyes. He hadn't imagined she had never been kissed; hell, he thought guys would be queuing around the block for her!

"Shh Jenny, its okay." He mumbled, trying to embrace her softly. To his surprise she pulled away, pure anger flashing in her eyes.

"No Nate, you don't get it! You go around, bedding all these women, but I was waiting for the right moment, for the right guy. Hell, I even imagined it would be you. How stupid am I?" She yelled, laughing hysterically at one point.

"Jenny..." He muttered, shock filling his insides. What was he supposed to do? Acting on instinct he pulled her close, his hand stroking her cheek softly as he lowered his lips to hers. Her eyes widened at the contact yet her body responded as if driven by his touch, her heart pounding at the passionate kiss. His hands moved to her waist, pulling her closer as her arms wrapped around his neck. The rain continued to fall around them, yet they were oblivious; their only concern each other.

A/N: BTW, I've posted another Nate/Jenny fanfic, its a little more explicit but I think you guys will like it. Please read and review it! Oh and this one of course :) xx