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Blair was out shopping with Gabriel, which was odd because he had just popped into her life. But after Gabriel and she had gotten drinks, Blair gave Gabriel her phone number, because they really hit it off. So now they were shopping together and she was having a blast. Then the saleslady came up to her and gave her a piece of paper. It read: "Meet me at Starbucks now. I promise I'll make it worth you time and money."

Blair frowned, who the hell was this? Gabriel grabbed the piece of paper from Blair and read it. "It seems like you have an admirer."

"Or a stalker."

"Either way it's exciting."

"I'm sure the lady gave it to the wrong person. This kinda of thing doesn't happen to me, it happens to Serena."

"Blair, honey, you're a doll and anybody in there right mind would stalk you. So let's see, please."

"What?"

"I'll go with you and if he's really hot and not your type then I'll take him off you hands."

"Thanks how generous of you."

"No problem, that's what friends do."

Blair shook her head, but permitted him to lead her towards the Starbucks near by. Once they arrived, Blair and Gabriel sat down and ordered their drinks. They were waiting for their drinks when a handsome man in his late twenties approached their table. Blair held up the piece of paper and said, "I assume you sent this to me."

"Yes, you assume right." The man replied as he took a seat. "I'm Aidan."

"Blair."

"And I'm Gabriel, your humble servant for what ever sexual positions you want to try." Aidan choked, but recovered. Blair merely ignored Gabriel's comment.

Blair asked, "Why did you send this?" She waved the piece of paper in his face.

"Well, I've been watching you--"

"I told you had an admirer." Gabriel interjected.

Blair raised her eyebrow. "So you were stalking me?"

"No, I was observing you, but if it reassures you any, I have a girlfriend."

Blair sighed. "Why does everyone keep rejecting me, Gabriel? First you and now him."

Gabriel replied. "It's okay honey. I feel you pain. Plus if I wasn't into guys, I would totally pounce on you."

"Thanks."

"Uh-hem." Blair looked at Aidan and motioned for him to continue.

"As I was saying, I was observing you and I couldn't help but notice that you have something."

"Something?" Blair looked at him inquiringly.

"Something out of the ordinary."

Gabriel jumped in, "Its like a glow about her. A spark. It sets her apart."

"Exactly. People are attracted to you like bees to a beehive."

Blair smiled. "Really. That's nice, but if you knew my current situation you wouldn't say that. So what else do you want? Because there is something that you want."

Aidan chuckled. "You don't play games do you?"

Gabriel laughed, "Oh she does, but not the kind you're up for."

"Well then. I'll get to the point. I'm a photographer and I've been hired by some designers. And we want you to be our model."

Blair replied stoically, "I've already tried that and it won't end well."

Aidan persisted, "It will, I'm sure of it."

"No, it won't. I did so horrible that my own mother fired me." Blair cried. Gabriel rushed to her rescue. "There there Blair. It's okay."

Blair took a gulp of air and their to regain her calm. "I'm sorry Aidan, but you're better off without me."

Aidan shook his head. "I'm sure you're the girl we want. Blair, whatever happened then doesn't matter now. Right now, you have something that everyone else we've looked at doesn't. Look at these." Aidan threw some pictures on the table.

The pictures were pictures of her at Victrola. It was of her on stage with the burlesque dancers. Blair was the center of attention even though the other girls were professionals, not to mention more scantily claded than Blair. There was this spark in her whole aura that attracted your eyes to her. Sure she was beautiful, but there was more to it than that. The picture conveyed a girl, who had lived through some hardships and heartbreaks but her eyes told the story that she was still fighting.

"These are fabulous." Gabriel declared.

"They're okay, but you'll probably dump me when you see my friend Serena."

"Oh is she the tall blond?"

"Yes."

"No, we don't want her. She like all the other models that the agenecy sent us. Sure, she beautiful and vivacious, but you're beautiful, vivacious, and you have a quality that she and many other do not elude."

Blair sat quietly and pondered what Aidan had said. Gabriela whispered, "You know Blair you should do it. This is something you need to do. I can just feel it."

"Feel it with what?"

"My gay sense of course."

"If you say so. But Aidan before I do this, what line of clothing do you work for?"

"Oscar De La Renta and Vera Wang together. They're doing a collection together."

Blair and Gabriel looked at each other and screamed like pre-teen girls at a Zac Efron sighting. "I love them."

"Cool, I've gotto to go, but here's my number. Meet me here tomorrow around 4 pm. Okay?"

"Sure."

Chuck and Nate were strolling in Central Park when Hazel and Jenny walked up to them. Hazel said. "I knew a slut couldn't keep apart to best friends."

Her lame attempt at wit and being subtle fell flat. Jenny coyly said, "Hi."

Chuck turned to Nate and gave him a look that clearly meant can I barf now. But being Upper East Side Elite didn't allow for vulgarity, a rule that the true Upper Eastsiders understood. Chuck asked. "Is there something we can do for you girls?"

"Well..."

"That was a rhetorical question, Hazel."

"A what question?"

Nate sniggered. Jenny looked at her new friend sadly and began to think that she had allied herself with the wrong person. Hazel dumbly blundered on. "Anyway I was wondering if you two would do me the honor of coming to my soiree. Its gonna last all-night long."

Nate finally spoke. "Are you asking us to a sleep over?"

Hazel insisted. "If you want to call it that. But its so much more than that. It's a soiree."

Nate and Chuck looked at each other. Did she have no shame? Apparently so since she was starting to rub all over Chuck, not to mention Jenny was moving in on Nate too. Chick finally have had enough. "Hazel, you low class ho. Get your paws off of me. We don't want to go to you slut sleepover. And WE don't want you."

"And why not? We're so much better than Blair."

Nate and Chuck openly humph that comment. Nate said. "Blair is five times the lady you are, if I can even call you a lady. Blair has class, something you obviously lack."

Chuck said, "Yes, and Blair five times smarted than you too. Let's go Nate. I don't think I can stand the company much longer."

"Yeah, Chuck let's go. I don't like whores either."

Hey Upper Eastsiders, Gossip Girl here. B seen with a new friend, who will call G. Looks like G and B were have fun. They also met with A, who my contacts tell me is highly connected. But what was A telling B and G? N and C seems to have patched up their relationship. But H and J don't seem to be getting any support from the Upper Eastside Kings. Wonder why? Is it because they know who's the true Queen Bee? You know you love me. XOXO Gossip Girl.

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