So sorry, I haven't ud forever! So last chapter. Hope you guys enjoy. It's kind of short but I didn't know how to end it. I really didn't think I was going to continue this story. So I hope you guys like it and review! This goes out to Em (who I think may be dead or is mad at me which I hope not!) and all my other faithful reviewers!
God she hated him. At least she wished she did, because if she hated him, she wouldn't be here about to do this.
Blair Waldorf would give anything to hate Chuck Bass at that exact minute.
But she didn't. So she had to go through with the plan.
It's the only way she'd ever be happy.
Besides she'd promised Serena.
Stupid Serena, this was partly her fault.
"I'm so happy that all is well B. I mean with you back on the top and everything. Now I don't have to help you with your schemes anymore, not that I mind. I'd do anything for you, you know that don't you B?" Serena asks, concerned.
"Of course I know that, now. You've proved yourself, S," Blair smiles sweetly. Serena had really been a good friend lately and it was time to move on. The past was the past, once and for all.
"Does this have anything to do with moving on from Nate? To a certain step-brother of mine…" Serena teased.
"Don't push me S," Blair glared.
"Sorry, I'll stop. For now," Serena giggled. Blair nudged her playfully, then something made her stop, or someone.
Jenny Humphrey to be exact.
She had been socially outcast. But she was still at a good school, and that pissed Blair off. Jenny should have no future.
And she'd make sure of that.
"Blair. Blair, I recognize that look. I thought we were done," Serena huffed, half annoyed, half excited to see what Queen B had cooked up.
"Serena stop dilly dallying, you have some unfinished work to do," Blair smiled maliciously and Serena felt a pang of excited fear shoot up her spine.
"Hi, I'm Serena Van De…" Serena started to introduce herself.
"Serena Van Der Woodsen, I know. I'm Amelia. Amelia Henderson. We've been going to school together since first grade. You and Blair were invited to my birthday party, remember? But Blair had to go to Milan and you uh went with her. And Nate Archibald and Chuck Bass went with you guys too. I was so upset. I really wanted you guys to come. I mean not that it matters anymore. Because you know it doesn't. I mean it won't affect my tutoring or anything. I'll still be able to help you with science. I don't hold grudges," the girl rambled. Serena smiled fakely. Blair so owed her.
"Uh huh. So anyways, science. Do you think you could give me a old quiz or something? And I could do it and then you could correct it and we'll see what I did wrong?" Serena suggested. The girl nodded eagerly.
"Wow, great idea! I mean, not that it's a surprise or anything. Like not like I think you're stupid and can't come up with a good idea, because I think you can. I mean obviously. Not that my opinion matters anyways…" Amelia continued to ramble. Serena gave a tight smile.
"How about you go get one?" she suggested gently. Amelia shot up and removed a key and unlocked a drawer. Perfect.
"Here's a good one. Easy. Not that I think you're easy. I mean, that so came out wrong. Sorry. I meant not that I think you need something easy. Oh gosh, that came out wrong too. It's not easy, and either are you, it's like perfect, like you. Not that I'm some obsessed girl who thinks you're perfect…" Amelia was seriously starting to get on Serena's nerves. She smiled once again.
"Here, I'll just start on this," Amelia nodded and slipped the key into the pocket of her navy blue blazer. Serena was quickly finished with the old test. After all science was one of Serena's best subjects. She excelled in science. It was the one subject in school that Serena was actually better at than Blair.
Blair had always kicked her ass with English, after all Blair's head was full of unrealistic poetic fantasies. And she'd always been really good at math, Blair had always been way more logical. History was also a breeze for Blair, it all seemed so glamorous to Blair and her romantic yet analytical brain could pick history to pieces. But Serena had always preferred to live in the moment.
But science? Science was all messy and guesses. Testing and expierementing. Blair didn't do well with any of this, Serena did.
But being good at science wasn't the point. The point was to get that key.
"So Amelia, what are you up to tonight," the girl looked up at Serena in shock.
"Well uh, nothing," the girl stuttered. At least she didn't ramble.
"Cool. How about you hang out with Blair and me? as a late birthday present," Serena suggested.
"I'd love to!" Amelia squealed. Serena felt a pang of guilt but quickly pushed it away.
"Good. Let's go," Serena got up and strode out of the room, Amelia on her heels.
Serena smirked. At least Blair would have to deal with her now too.
"I can't S. I'm meeting with my mother. What do you mean you can't handle her alone? Fine. I'll find somebody, don't worry. What do you mean not Kati or Is? They're not that bad. Okay that's true. Fine. Fine. How about Chuck? Consider it done," Blair flipped her cell shut and moaned. Why did this have to be the night that her mother decided they have quality 'mother daughter time.' Now she was going to have to ask Chuck for a favor. Yuck. She flipped her cell back open and pressed 1 for a couple seconds. It began to ring.
"Hello darling. Need to hear my voice to get yourself going?" Chuck laughed.
"Shut up Bass. I actually need a favor," Blair rolled her eyes.
"Sorry Waldorf, first times free. But after that it's going to cost you," she wished she could go through the telephone wires and smack off the smirk that was sure to be on his face.
"Don't flatter yourself Bass. If I were in need of that kind of favor your best friend would suffice. He is after all so much better looking…" Blair knew this would cut and not the smartest way to go about getting her favor but damn it he was annoying her.
"Yes people to prefer the golden locks, blue eyed to the brunettes with brown eyes, don't they? You would know…" Chuck immediately regretted the words. He just couldn't stop himself with her. Any way into manipulating her away from Nathaniel and maybe, although highly unlikely, towards his own arms.
"You're a bastard," Blair hissed. And Chuck wanted to punch himself as he heard the tears choking in her throat.
"Duly noted. Now what is it that you really called me about," Chuck's voice was smooth despite wanting to break for her.
"Serena needs somebody to help her with hanging out with a nerd tonight. Please just go with them for coffee or something," Blair twisted a strand of her hair in her hands nervously. She was in a way testing him. If he said yes, she still had some power over him. She hoped to god he said yes.
"What she doesn't want to hang out with Brooklyn by herself?" Blair laughed.
"It's not Cabbage Patch. But Amelia Henderson," Blair explained.
"Amelia Henderson? Didn't she invite us to one of her birthday parties? Didn't we all end up going to Milan just to get out of it?" Chuck questioned.
"Well yes. But Serena's doing this for me. as a favor to me. will you go or not?" Blair needed to know. The clock was ticking.
"Fine. But you owe me," Chuck groaned. Only Blair could make him do these sort of things.
"Sure I do Bass." Blair hung up giddily. She did still have some control.
Serena smiled, delighted with herself. Getting the coat hadn't been as hard as she had expected. After all, Amelia seemed to heat up as soon as Chuck showed up. Serena had been surprised. Blair had told her that Chuck would be coming, but she was still surprised he showed. After all he didn't owe Blair anything and certainly not Serena. It was just more proof for what Serena already knew.
Chuck was still in love with Blair.
The thought made Serena smile again. Chuck Bass and Blair Waldorf.
Who would have ever thought?
But it really did make sense.
They were manipulative, scheming, shallow, materialistic, greedy, selfish, self-centered, destructive, emotionally closed bitch/asshole.
But they were also loyal, scared, deep, thoughtful, giving friends.
They were protectors at heart.
And they didn't deserve to always have to be saving others.
They deserved to be saved too.
And Serena knew that they'd save each other.
So maybe she wasn't so surprised that Chuck had showed up.
"Hey S," Blair greeted her happily, "Do you have the key?"
"Of course! Who do you take me for?" Serena teased as she held up the shiny object. Why did so many things involve keys?
"Thank you so much!" Blair went to grab the key but Serena quickly pulled it out of reach.
"No. Not until you agree to my little proposal," Blair rolled her eyes.
"What's your proposal?"
"You have to tell Chuck how you really feel."
"What? No."
"Then no key."
"Serena!"
"Blair!"
"Seriously S, come on. Give me the key."
"Only if you promise to tell Chuck how you feel."
"Why? So he can hurt me again? I don't think so S."
"No, because you love him and he loves you. And he makes you happy and you make him happy. Because you two do that weird banter thing and have all these jokes that nobody else can understand. Because you're Blair Waldorf and he's Chuck Bass. Because I don't know, you two have always been together, before you and Nate. Because let's admit it, we all know the ruby ring you wear everyday was picked out by Chuck and that you wear that damn necklace everyday even though it's formal," Serena smirked a scarily Chuck smirk, "That's why."
"Fine. Now give me the key." Blair snatched it and hopped away. Serena grinned. She had finally really helped Blair.
Blair grinned. It had been two days since she'd stolen the key and her plan was finally set in motion.
"Attention Students," the PA boomed, "Could Jenny Humphrey please come down to the office? Thank you."
Blair grinned again from her spot on the steps. It was lunch and she was on the top step, where she belonged, Serena was on her right displaying sickening lovey dovey scenes with Cabbage Patch. Kati and Is sat on the step below, right in front of Blair, gossiping and chatting with the rest of the cronies. Chuck was on her left, with Nate on the other side of him, and the two were talking about something Blair hadn't bothered to pay attention to. All was right with the world.
"Somebody's awfully cheerful today. The announcement have anything to do with it?" Chuck nudged her playfully.
"Maybe," Blair replied slyly.
"Ahah. I'm right. Remember who taught you the art of one word answers Waldorf."
"How could I forget Bass when you won't let me."
"Just making sure you know."
"I always will."
"Well then you really should give credit where credit is due."
"Fine. You taught me everything and anything I know. Happy Bass?"
"I didn't mean for you to thank me for all those lessons in bed. But you're welcome anyways Waldorf." Nate and Serena who had both been listening in, groaned.
"Dude, she's my ex."
"And my best friend. Really Chuck? Do you have to be so vulgar?"
"Why dear step-sister, you weren't complaining last night." Chuck winked flirtatiously.
"Now I know that's a lie." Dan laughed.
"How?" Chuck challenged.
"Well… uh… Serena was well…" Dan started to blush.
"Oh god, don't make the poor boy say it," Blair giggled. And soon they were all laughing at Dan's deep red blush. The bell rang. The boy headed back to St. Jude's. The girls were going to go to their classes but instead were ushered into the main auditorium.
"Hello girls," the headmistress greeted. "Sorry to interrupt your scheldules but I thought this should be announced to everybody so no rumors go around. We found out who had Mr. Worthington's science test answers. Jenny Humphrey has been expelled, the copies were found in her locker. She will not be attending Constance or any other respectable school. Let this be an example to every one of you. cheating doesn't pay and we will find you out. This will go on Jenny's permanent record and her chances for college have obviously narrowed considerably. You don't want to end up like her. Now have a nice day girls."
Blair smirked again. Her plan had gone perfectly. She had gotten the key to all the test and test answers. She had taken a copy of Mr. Worthington's, Jenny's science teacher, test answers and planted them in Jenny's locker. Along with some E… but she was sure the authorities were dealing with that. And now her social/emotional destruction of Little J was complete. Oh the satisfaction.
"Well that went well," Serena grinned. Blair smiled back.
"It really did. Thank you for helping me S."
"Not a problem. But remember, we had a deal. And I'm pretty sure you haven't told Chuck yet. So do it tonight."
And there Blair was. In front of Chuck Bass's suite. She knocked again, nervously. The door swung open to reveal a absolutely perfect looking Chuck Bass. Blair fought the urge to run.
"Hi," Chuck stood there, surprised to see her.
"Don't be rude Bass. Invite me in," Blair scolded.
"Would you like to come it?" Chuck asked, in his most formal voice.
"Yes," Blair responded, equally polite.
"Too bad," Chuck teased.
"Move Bass," Blair giggled as she pushed past him. He laughed and closed the door.
"So what brings you here?" Chuck asks. Blair takes a deep breath. It was now or never. Do or die.
"This," she took two steps towards him and attacks his lips with her own. He's soon embracing her. Her hands entangled in his hair, his on her hips. Oh it feels so good. Chuck pulled away first.
"I knew you couldn't resist me, Waldorf." He looks down into her big doe eyes, smirking.
"Shut up and kiss me Bass," Blair demands. He happily obliges.
"Move, I can't hear," Serena whines as she elbows Nate.
"Ouch," Nate whines right back, his ear pressed against Chuck's door.
"Do you really want to hear?" Dan asks, "They could be uh doing stuff."
"Already? Nah. Blair doesn't move that fast," Nate presses his ear closer to the door. A sudden moan is heard. Nate snaps back, Serena jumps away from the door and Dan pales.
"Not that fast, huh?" Serena teases. They all look at each other and burst into giggles.
And that's the end. Hope you liked it enough to review. ;D. lol.
