A/N: Thanks for all the reviews guys! Sorry I haven't been able to update at all this week but school was absolutly insane! Anyway here is the next chapter! Please review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Gossip Girl OR the It Girl Series


Four

The next morning Blair opened the door and stepped out of the classic New York yellow taxi. She paid the driver and gathered her possessions. She slung her large tote over her shoulder and slammed the door behind her. She turned facing Constance and took a deep breath out of the winter air.

She decided to make the best of this situation. Sure, she didn't get matched with Nate, but Blair was going to trust him and make the best of it with Chuck. He was one of her closest friends after all.

Blair strolled into Constance looking for Nate. She barely saw him yesterday and she had something she wanted to tell him-Well hint.

Okay, so maybe she was a little uneasy about how much time he spent with Serena yesterday; but she'll be reassured once she talks to him, Blair was sure of it.

Blair scaned the crowds of students. Finally she spotted Nate and approached him. Blair quickly paced up the staircase.

"Hey sweetie," Blair pecked Nate's lips, "I didn't have a chance to talk much with you yesterday. How are you?"

"Oh you know, I'm fine. Just been busy."

Blair started to walk alongside Nate her arm linked to his, and nodded. Just busy? What kind of excuse was that?

"You know Blair about this Match thing," Nate continued, "I don't want you to feel awkward with me being matched with Serena and considering everything that's happened, because I told you I love you and carry no feeling for Serena."

"I know silly," Blair spoke brightening at him telling her he loved her. "I love you too. And I trust you Nate."

Nate flashed his perfect smile, "I knew you would." Nate pecked her ruby lips and Blair smiled. See? Nothing to worry about.

"So," Blair fiddled with the hem of Nate's coat, "There's been something that I've wanted to do for a long time you know?" Blair threaded her arms around his neck, "Find me after the Ball this Friday because I have a little… surprise for you," Blair kissed him passionately a smug smile tugging at her lips.

"Okay," Nate replied dazed, kissing her again. Blair pulled back her arms and turned away to see Chuck Bass standing at the doorway to Constance side of the courtyard.

"Must you display your affections for each other in front of all to see? It's nauseating," Chuck said with a disgusted look on his face.

"Please, most people would prefer to see that then you with your conquests or even worse victims," Blair retorted.

Chuck smirked. "I guess I'm just not used to my dates falling asleep on me."

Blair rolled her eyes, "Sorry, but I was tired. Guess all those rumors about you aren't true after all."

"Care to enlighten me with those rumors?"

"Nope. Any more boasts to your ego and your head might explode."

Chuck laughed, "That's a good one Waldorf, and I'll admit that."

Blair smiled in satisfaction. "Thanks by the way. For last night."

"Oh please, anyone wouldn't pass up the opportunity to spend time with the Queen B. Especially in her sacred untouched bedroom," Chuck smirked.

"Must you make everything into something sexual?"

"Why? Does it bother you?" Chuck asked.

"Slightly."

"Then of course," Blair elbowed him playfully in his ribs.

They arrived at Blair's locker and Blair twisted the combination into her lock. She snapped it open and swung open the wooden locker door.

"So what is on the agenda this evening?"

"What do you mean?" Blair asked.

"As I recall you said we were supposed to spend time with our matches every day this week. So what are we going to do? Oh, and please don't make me suffer through another Audrey movie. You can barely stay awake through them yourself," Chuck smirked.

Blair rolled her eyes, "That was only one time Chuck."

"So what are we doing?"

"I don't know. I might have asked you but then I wouldn't want to subject myself to anything you'd want to do. "

"Why do you always assume that I always want to do something like that?"

"Forgive me for all your sexual innuendos, and come-ons."

"Yes but what else do you think I like from what I told you?"

Blair took a minute and thought about it. Sure Chuck's image consisted of drinking, womanizing, drugs, social destruction. But what else? I've known Chuck for forever and I don't even know what he likes? Blair thought to herself.

"Exactly," Chuck stated proving his point.

"Well what else do you like then?" Blair asked.

"Sports-"

"Pssh, you sports Bass? I never thought you did anything athletic besides removing your scarf."

Chuck gave her a no-judging-look, "Okay," Blair conceded, "what sports do you like?" Blair asked.

"A little bit of everything I guess. Except wrestling and such- Unless it's with girls." Chuck smirked.

Blair gave him a disgusted look, "You're disgusting."

"I'm just joking Waldorf."

"Well, do you have a favorite?"

"I do enjoy squash. And I beat my dad in the eighth grade which I never let him forget."

"That shouldn't have been too hard to beat your dad," Blair replied.

"Oh believe me- my dad is extremely competitive and extremely fit for his age- It's a wonder I beat him in grade eight."

"Wow, quite the accomplishment," Blair stated sarcastically.

"Don't even Waldorf. You probably have never played in your life. It takes a lot of hand eye coordination."

"Yes I have," Blair responded.

"Really?" Chuck asked skeptically.

"Why are you so surprised?" Blair questioned pulling out her math textbook and binder.

"I just never expected you to play many sports Waldorf."

"Neither do you," Blair retorted, then she suddenly came up with an idea, "I know, why don't have a game of squash tonight Bass?"

"Squash? That's what you want to do?"

"Why not? I haven't played for a while it should be fun," Blair answered grabbing for her pencil case.

"Okay Waldorf, whatever you want, but don't be ashamed if I win."

"Excuse me? Aren't you being a little over confident?"

"No I'm just saying don't feel too bad. Just give it your best shot so to speak."

"Uh huh, well see about that Bass." Blair shut her locker door closed. Blair felt fueled up for this competition with Chuck. It is so on.

Later after lunch Blair met with the minions to go for lunch. They decided on a new place called Martinis for lunch.

After everyone had ordered what they wanted to eat all her minions started gossiping about all the matches.

"Andy isn't that bad after all," Penelope boosted.

"Please, anything that walks on two legs isn't that bad for you Penelope," Blair said getting annoyed with her. Penelope never knew when to stop. It was every once and a… well couple days she would remind her to stop.

"Fernando is so dreamy. We're going for dinner and said he was going to leave a surprise after!" Hazel spoke giddily.

Blair rolled her eyes, "What are we twelve? Hazel shouldn't you know that when a guy says he has a surprise it isn't one. He just wants some action."

"Yes, but so do I," Hazel replied honestly.

"Blair where were you last night? One minute you were beside us the next you were gone," Penelope asked. She defiantly could tell something fishy was going on.

"I was feeling sick so I went home," Blair lied. She wouldn't give Penelope or the rest the satisfaction let alone the truth. They don't need to know everything that their queen does.

"So do you have any plans with Chuck tonight?"

The server came with everyone's main course. Blair eyed her salad hungrily. She took a few small bites and answered the question," I'm not sure yet, I haven't had a chance to talk to him today."

"I thought I saw Chuck at your locker today B?"Iz question curiously. Shit, Blair cursed in her head.

"Well we were just discussing something else and didn't have a chance to talk about any plans tonight."

Blair took maybe twelve bites then put her fork down in its five o'clock position on her plate. The chatter continued on and thankfully the spotlight was off of her. Blair thought about the competition that she and Chuck had. The fact that he is underestimating Blair is a big mistake. Blair was more determined than ever to beat him just to prove him wrong. And also rubbing it in his face wouldn't be a bad thing either.

"B?" Blair snapped out of her thoughts when Iz was calling her attention. "Are you ready to pay and go back to school?"

All her minions awaited her final say to follow her orders. That's what Blair loved about her power. Everyone did what she told them too and she had control.

"Yes, let's go."

Later that night, Chuck came to pick up Blair for their little game. Blair had on spandex short shorts underneath her yoga pants. With a pink sweater and polo underneath. Normally she would NEVER be dressed down so severely but this was purely for athletic purposes so she made an exception.

Blair exited the Waldorf penthouse to see Chuck's awaiting limo. Arthur stood outside of it and opened the door for her to climb in.

"Thank you," Blair mentioned politely and slide across the black premium leather seats.

"Waldorf, good to see you again."

"As much as it pains me to say it you too," Blair replied.

"I'm so touched," Chuck said sarcastically.

Blair studied Chuck's attire. He wore a yellow headband around his forehead, and had on navy blue shorts with a navy blue shirt with the design of gold and silver crowns. He also wore a sports jacket, which remained unzipped and his face holding a smirk. In essence, it was completely Chuck Bass.

Shortly Chuck and Blair arrived at the sporting arena. Of course being Chuck Bass, he had a squash court booked and everything. There was a girls and boys change room. Blair entered the girls change room to see walls of blue half lockers and a long bend going down the middle. She picked a locker and opened it taking the key and keeping it with her and shed her yoga pants and sweater. She closed the locker and exited to be with a greeted with a waiting Chuck.

Chuck scanned her up and down and Blair felt herself blush. Maybe she should have kept the yoga pants on. They probably were more flattering.

"I am for once going to restrain myself form saying something I usually would say. You look really good Waldorf," Chuck complimented.

"Thanks Bass," Blair said, her confidence restored. "Let's play."


"Wait? What's that? Oh yes I won Chuck!" Blair exclaimed smiling. Her face was glistening with sweat and felt disgusting but it was totally worth it.

"I was having an off day Waldorf," Chuck retorted defensively.

"Uh huh, or you could just admit that I beat you!" Blair gloated happily.

"For the record no one will know about this are we clear?"

Blair waltzed to the girls change room suddenly whipping her head back to him, "Not going to happen Bass. If you won, you would have said it to everyone. Why can't I do the same?" Blair turned back around cleaned herself up and gathered up all her things and came back out.

"Fine…you won okay?" Chuck stated humbly. He had to admit and give credit to her, even if he lost.

"Yes I did thank you fair and square-"

"That second last point was out of bounds!" Chuck argued.

They made their way out to the limo waiting at the curb which Chuck opened the door for her and let her in first and got in himself.

"It was not out of bounds get over it! I won and the only thing that got squashed tonight was your humongous ego Chuck."

Chuck didn't say anything but starred out the window. A silence took over and the playful mood turned sour.

"Are you going to be mad that you lost now?"

"No I'm actually just a little tired. And I think I may have pulled a few muscles."

Blair giggled," There's a thing called stretching before you exercise Chuck."

"Thank you I'll keep that in mind for next time," Chuck retorted.

"Well surprisingly I did have a good time tonight-not just because I won by the way."

"All girls have a good time with Chuck Bass," Chuck smirked.

"And the ego is back," Blair rolled her eyes.

"Well aside from losing I had a good time as well Waldorf."

The limo jolted to a stop in front of the Waldorf penthouse, "Well thank you for this evening Chuck."

Chuck opened the door and let Blair get out," Anytime Waldorf."

Blair just nodded her head and started to walk into the building until she heard Chuck call out to her, "What no goodbye kiss?"

Blair turned around and smiled, "For you," then she finished her thought with seriousness, "No."

With that, Blair slammed the door in his face turned around sharply and started walking back to her home. Blair smirked and but a little more swagger into her step being quite aware that Chuck was watching her every step. And maybe deep, deep down inside she kind of liked it.

Spotted: Queen B being dropped off by C from a mystery destination. A mystery date perhaps? Meanwhile D and Y discussing nineteenth century literature at a Brooklyn coffee shop. How boring. The most puzzling of all is not one sighting of S and N. Wonder what they're up too…

XOXO Gossip Girl


A/N: I should also clarify that Y stands for Nelly Yuki. I didn't want people to get confused because Nate also has the same initials. I also figured Blair dosen't win enough on the show and a victory here would be quite fitting. Anyways, please review!