Nate smiled for no apparent reason at all. Well, besides the fact he was stoned out of his mind. He had forgotten how good California weed was and now he found himself sitting on the edge of the Bass's Olympic sized in ground pool, feet dangling in the water.
"This is bliss" Erin said dreamily, as she lazily laid on the cement a few feet away.
Nate nodded in agreement, even though he knew Erin's eyes were closed. It did feel like bliss, the water felt cool and he hadn't a trouble in the world, it was summer and he was in the Hamptons. The best part about the Hamptons in summer was that you never knew who'd you run into or where you'd end up. Suddenly he felt a push from behind and he fell face first into the water. Coming up for air he saw Erin standing now and laughing. Playfully, he splashed up at her, completely drenching her from head to toe.
"Oh you are so dead now!" Erin stripped down to her bra and panties and jumped into the pool.
"Nate?" Blair yelled just as she walked into her Hampton home. She crinkled her nose, it smelled like he had been smoking, great. Blair knew that whenever Nate was high he was forgetful and didn't pay too much attention to time. The new Blair that she was trying to be would have liked to just ignore this and not check up on him, but the old Blair realized that she only had a few hours to get him Halloween party ready- after all they had to wear matching costumes. She whipped out her cell phone and tapped her foot impatiently as Nate's phone rang. Voicemail. Rolling her eyes she then dialed Chuck.
After two rings Chuck answered, "To what I owe this great pleasure?"
"Save it Chuck, I need to talk to Nate." Blair spat back impatiently.
"Now, now Blair, I know you were raised with much more class than that.. What's the magic word?" Chuck smiled despite himself. As much as he wanted to play nice, he wanted to keep her on the phone for as long as he could. Sure that was his best friend's girlfriend but that didn't mean it was going to last…
Blair rolled her eyes, could he be anymore immature. She knew the easiest way to deal with Chuck was to just give him he wanted. She knew that all too well.
"Chuck please.. Can I speak to my loving and wonderful boyfriend?"
Chuck snickered. "You are in serious denial I see. But your loving boyfriend isn't he-" Just then, his back door opened and in walked a laughing, drenched Nate, followed by Erin, who was just as drenched but in a towel. "Actually they just walked in"…
"They?"
