AN: Thanks for reading this story! I promise in the next chapter things will really start to pick up.

"Your parents are too nice." Blair scoffed when Lita told her that Bart had asked her parents to her show Chuck around Sao Paulo and that they had agreed. "They should have told him to hire an escort service."

"Anyway…" Lita, interrupted. "I was furious at first but then I realized my parents can be kind of clueless and of course I never really explained to them why Chuck and I weren't friends anymore. I mean, how could I? All I would ever tell them was that he'd done something unforgivable and that I didn't want to see him anymore."

Blair nodded in agreement. "And you know how parents are, business is everything."

"Right and there was no sense in arguing with them so I just resigned myself to the fact that I would just have to deal with Chuck for three weeks and then everything could go back to normal." Lita paused and Blair noticed that her cheeks were starting to look flushed.

"So…fast forward to the part where you have something to blush about." Blair told her friend eagerly.

"You know how I hate to fly, right?" Lita asked quickly. "Well, I guess I thought that if I took something, I'd be able to relax better. So there I was, completely sedated and Chuck was looking at me like I was some kind of crazed pill popper. So then I started getting kind of upset, you know, because Chuck Bass isn't exactly in the position to judge anyone."

"True…" Blair made a gesture for Lita to keep going with her story.

Lita slouched rather ungracefully in her seat. She was hoping the pill she had taken would help to relax her mind and put her into a relaxing sleep but it only made her body feel exhausted while her mind was still racing.

Chuck sat down across from her with an amused look on his face.

"Did you take something?" He asked. He knew that Lita was intensely afraid of flying and from her glazed over expression he had the feeling she had popped a pill.

"I hate to fly." Lita shrugged. She didn't know why it was so unnerving to be sitting next to him. They'd been feuding for almost a year now and during that time there had been countless situations where they had been forced to be in the same vicinity.

"I know, your mother called me this morning to remind me."Chuck smirked at her horrified expression. "She told me to be sure to have a bag handy in case you lose your lunch."

"Stop it." Lita groaned and rested her head against the window. The pilot's voice came on, instructing them to buckle their seat belts. Lita did so immediately, pulling hard to make sure she was secured in place. Chuck, in comparison, took his time and let his seatbelt hang loosely on his lap. "You should tighten yours."

"Concerned for my safety?" Chuck's mouth curled into a sly smile.

They lapsed into silence for nearly an hour when it became unbearable for Lita, who hated silence- especially awkward ones.

"So… where is Bart off to this time?" She had been shocked to hear that Bart Bass was trusting his son with such a huge publicity event. Maybe it was a sign of maturity on both of their parts..

"London." Chuck sounded bored with the question. Lita would have sighed in displeasure but she didn't want to give them the satisfaction of knowing that he was annoying her.

Instead, she took out a small leather notebook from her oversized Kely bag an started to make a list.

Things to do in Brazil:

Ignore Chuck.

Go riding with Mena.

Spend plenty of time at the beach. Get Perfect tan.

Make Chuck Miserable

Feeling satisfied for the moment, Lita closed the notebook and put it back in the bag.

"You still do that list thing?" Chuck asked. "What was that list, ten ways to drive a man insane?"

"Sounds more like an article in Comso." Lita retorted. "If you're interested in picking up some tips, I think I have a copy with me."

Chuck gave a small snort of laughter and went back to trying to sleep. After several minutes he spoke up again. "Where's Mena?" He'd been meaning to ask Lita about her 10 year old sister but hadn't wanted to seem too eager to chat.

"She and my parents have been in Sao Paulo since early July." Lita smiled to herself thinking about Mena; she missed her sister dearly.

"It's almost her birthday." Chuck noted, with eyes still closed.

"Yeah…" Lita was surprised that he remembered. "Almost."

"I don't forget important dates." He heard the amazement in her voice.

Lita's cheeks were hot and she was glad that his eyes were still closed. That night at The Palace… when she comforted him, had been Mena's birthday. Lita had to sneak away from the party to meet Chuck when he'd called her sounding upset and begging for her company.

"Is that so…" She regretted opening her mouth instantly.

Chuck's eyes opened slowly and Lita looked away- out the darkened airplane window.

"Yes, it is." His voice was low and seriously. "I don't forget things that actually mean something to me."

Lita wasn't sure how to take his comment. It could have meant so many things…

Blair's phone started to ring, interrupting Lita's story. She made a face until she realized that it was Nate calling her.

"Where are you?" He asked. "Chuck and I looked everywhere for you."

"Lita and I are upstairs on the balcony." Blair explained, already standing up and straightening out her dress. "We're coming down right now." She closed her phone and motioned for Lita to join her. "You'll have to finish your story later, Nate and Chuck are here."

Lita stood up and ran her hands through her hair, trying to make herself look presentable. "Well, this moment was bound to cme."

"Oh don't look so glum." Blair laughed, linking arms with her friend. "He's gonna have a heart attack when he sees you in that dress. Seriously, where's it from?"

The two girls made their way back into the house and to the stairwell. "My mother picked it out, of course." Lita laughed and rolled her eyes.

"Same here." Blair gestured to her black lace dress. "My mother insisted that I wear one of her dresses tonight and of course she'll act surprised when she sees me. I swear she only had me for the free advertising." Their laughter increased. Parents could be so predictable.

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