Jenny closed her eyes for a moment before walking out of the building of flats. Eric had told her that a limo had just pulled up to the flats as she was making sure she looked decent enough. As a confirmation of what he had said she received a text from Chuck telling her that the limo was waiting outside.

"This is going to be okay…Keep telling yourself that." She said to herself as she stepped outside, walking down the steps.

The few people that passed by looked at the limo in sight awe. It wasn't everyday that you saw a limo in Brooklyn for an unknown reason. She wondered if it was like this, having people stare at you in awe as you passed by.

She had seen that sort of thing happen with Blair but it seemed that she was losing her streak now. All she hoped was that it would all go down better for her. That was if she even managed to get the spot of Queen amongst the teenagers of her school.

As she neared the limo the driver quickly got out and opened the door for her. She smiled her thanks and got inside, dismissing the man's uncomfortable look. Even the damn servants and drivers are made to know that you can't smile contently at people from Brooklyn…. I hate this world sometimes.

"Ah, finally. I thought that I might have to get the driver to go up to get you." Chuck's voice was slightly slurred. And even though it made Jenny think that he could be drunk, she couldn't help but think how…unimaginably sexy it sounded.

"Well, I'm here now." She perched herself down across from the mischievous boy and settled her purse next to her.

Not wanting there to be any uncomfortable silences she looked down and started fiddling with her necklace.

Chuck smirked and looked at the uneasy girl before him. He looked over her outfit and immediately compared it to what he had always imagined Blair would wear. Blair would have worn something elegant and… enchanting. But Jenny was never to be expected anymore to wear something so childish.

Her dress hugged her figure and gave her a cool look that said 'Look out people!' It was black and kind of grunge style. Jenny had thought that too after she had added a few adjustments to the dress and so she absolutely loved it now.

She had hoped that on her first date she'd be able to make her own dress to impress the guy she was going with but adding things on to suit her style was working just fine for her.

Her necklace was silver and had a dark purple diamond on it. It matched her earrings, complimenting her appearance to further notice. Her shoes were also grunge-like, big platforms, black in colour, with straps securing them to her feet.

At first she had thought that they would make her taller than Chuck so she had taken them off until she told herself that she shouldn't care about that. And, not having yet seen if she was taller than Chuck in the heels, she still panicked slightly about the type of comment someone like Blair would say if she saw them together.

Even though it was against her new policy to worry about what people like Blair thought about her she still worried. With lame excuses, she could only put it down to old habits dying hard.

"You look ravishing tonight." Chuck finally decided to voice his thoughts. It made him smirk to see a light blush creep onto the girl's face as the comment registered in her mind.

"Thanks…" It had taken a bit of effort not to stutter. It was one of the things she hoped she would not do in the nearing future.

"I made reservations at Butter. I heard a few of our classmates will be there."

Having that said gave Jenny's mind time to bring back the thoughts from last year when she had crashed Blair's reservation on her birthday. Back then she had tried everything to beat Blair out of the Queen's royal seat and now a year later she was still going at it.

Thought this year there was something new in it for Jenny. She was getting her revenge, a set of followers as promised and respect that had been amiss back then. It almost made her smile to think about the things that she was doing, and yet whom with…

"Butter sounds great."

Chuck's intention with choosing Butter had been that he had overheard that a bunch of students from Constance were going there to celebrate something or other. And knowing that Gossip Girl would be at the ready to snap some dirty photos there it was only a given factor that Jenny and him would be spotted having dinner. A classic move made by many though, he had thought.

Jenny looked down at her feet and began to think about the mild difference there could be in their height.

Once she knew that Chuck wasn't looking at her she looked up at him through her lashes. His face was pale and there were black bags under his eyes. Though making him handsome on some level it also wasn't a healthy look for him. She could only guess that it was from the worry he was going through over his father.

Funny, how Jenny always thought that Chuck and his father had a hostile relationship and yet Chuck looked like he was beating himself up over the accident. It seemed that nearly everyone thought that Chuck wasn't really on a high level of coziness with his father (or visa versa) and yet no one really voiced their opinion about it unless they were sadistic enough. Jenny thought that Chuck wasn't the only one with such a low social understanding with his guardian and so resolved to think that that was the reason why no one asked about it. It seemed like a good enough theory and so she had left it at that.

Off in her own thoughts, Jenny didn't notice that Chuck had moved to the spot next to her. She was busy looking out the window at the people passing by the stores as they wondered the big city. This gave Chuck the illusion that she was giving a silent yes to him for his plans as he slipped his hand onto Jenny's thigh.

At first all she did was freeze, her head slowly coming around to look at Chuck. Her eyes carried down, staring widely at the hand that was clamped to her thigh. She breathed out a heavy sigh and moved away in an uncomfortable manner.

To say the least, she had been surprised once she had felt the slightly sweaty hand move along her thigh. At first when she had frozen she had hoped that it was a simple mistake of his hand falling into the wrong space but having noticed that he had moved places she thought otherwise.

"Um…what are you doing?" This had felt uncomfortably like last year when both teens went upstairs at the Kiss on the Lips party. That time Jenny had thought that Chuck was generally interested in her and wanted to talk but was mistaken. It seemed that this year it was a slightly connected story.

"Don't tell me you don't like it," Chuck drawled, his voice slurred past the mark of 'slightly tipsy'. Seeing the girl's long legs had made him aroused in a way he had only been once.

"I think that you might be a bit drunk, Chuck. You don't want me," Jenny said, now outwardly pushing the boy away.

"What makes you say that?" He asked as he moved on up closer to the girl, ignoring her small pushes. He moved his head sideways slightly and over to Jenny's neck. He breathed in her scent, her perfume and sighed deeply.

It differed from Blair's favorite perfume by far. Blair had her perfume sent out from France while Chuck was sure that Jenny never had her perfume bought in France. Even if she had the chance she seemed like a girl who went with simple things, not the extravagant things that Blair loved.

These thoughts made Chuck quickly move away from the scared girl and onto the other side of the car, where he was hoping to chase away thoughts of Blair and Jenny away. Having one of the two in the limo with him didn't help matters as he tried to think of other matters that should seem more important to him. His father primarily one of them.

"Just had a bit to drink. Practically losing my mind." Jenny didn't bother replying, hoping to forget about the slip by tomorrow morning. Yet she was left with a sickening feeling in her stomach.

*

"Hello, do you have reservation?"

"Yes, Bass and Humphrey set for a table of two." Chuck answered the woman at the stand by the doors. He had reserved the table ages ago, what seemed to be days to him.

"Okay. Follow me please," with that the woman gestured for Chuck and Jenny to follow her, giving Chuck a wink as she turned around.

Jenny sighed and tried to keep herself from laughing. The effort being too much she ended up coughing as she followed her date and the woman to their table. The woman stopped at the table and waited for Jenny to make it over, rolling her eyes as if her time was being wasted by some child.

"Please sit down, your waiter should come soon." Not having anything else to say or do the woman walked away, shaking her his from side to side. It may have looked somewhat sexy if she was wearing the right dress.

Chuck came around to Jenny and pulled out the seat for her just as she was pulling it out. "Gentlemen always pull the chair out for the lady. Remember that if you want to be the queen of all these elite adolescents."

Jenny blushed and sat down, pulling the chair in herself. She stared at the numerous forks and spoons before her on the table and panicked. She had never actually had such a formal dinner at a place like Butter. She only had dinner at home and that was eating with one fork, one spoon, and a knife. And those dinners never consisted of multiple courses.

"You look a little confused." Chuck stated, looking over his menu. Jenny hadn't noticed when he sat down, looking up at him with scared eyes. She was never gonna get through this if she didn't even know what fork to use for what meal.

"Um…what fork am I meant to use?" She whispered, afraid that someone might hear her.

Chuck gave a hoarse chuckle, putting his menu down so that he could look at Jenny properly. "Just pick up any fork I tell you to pick up when you get the dishes. Now just relax."

Maybe it was Chuck's slightly drunk state or the fact that he had done this many times that gave Jenny the impression that he wasn't all out to get the attention that they needed to snatch.

"Relax? How? I've never been to such a formal dinner." Jenny immediately shut her mouth, hoping that maybe Chuck didn't hear.

"Well, try to, then." Giving her one final look he got back to looking through the menu.

Jenny picked hers up and looked at the first choice. She read over the others and decided to go with the first. She wasn't even going to imagine about asking Chuck what stuff were in the dish. She just smiled and put her menu down as their waiter came over.

"What would the lovely lady want?" The waiter smiled down at Jenny and she couldn't stop herself from admitting that he was rather good looking, harboring dark brown hair, green eyes, and a very sexy French accent. Some of the other waiters had nothing on him compared to the man.

Jenny smiled back up and told him her order. The waiter then took Chuck's, smiling all the same. "Is that all, Mr. Bass?"

Trust people to know exactly who Chuck Bass was, Jenny thought.

"We'll take a bottle of the finest champagne," Chuck waved his hand, sending the waiter off. Jenny looked around and caught a face that she recognized.

*

Kati Farkas stared at the two figures that belonged to Chuck Bass and Jenny Humphrey. She couldn't believe her eyes as she watched them order dinner together. She knew that Jenny had guts but enough to date Chuck Bass after what he had done to her last year.

She had read all the gossip blasts about them but she had thought it was a mistake. She wasn't the only one, too. Isabel Coates thought the exact same thing. Especially as she stood a few feet away from Kati, also watching the two teenagers, mesmerized by the sight.

Kati quickly got her phone out and dialed Blair's phone number. The girl had always liked to be the bearer of bad news and also the wicked and this was her chance to start some new rumors.

Blair picked up on the sixth ring. "What is it Isabel?" She snapped, having just got up from her bed where she had been watching one of her favorite movies.

"Um, it's me actually…"

"You might want to tell me who 'me' is!"

"It's Kati."

"Ah, what do you want, Kati?" Blair sighed, knowing that Kati only called when there was major gossip or bad news going around. Even thought Kati cared whether Blair hung out with her or not it never stopped her from being a total bitch. This wasn't the first time that Blair received bad or nerving news from Kati (or Isabel).

"Well…" Kati launched into her tale, adding a bit more like the way Chuck and Jenny looked at each other. She was hoping that Blair would show up and get the party started, kicking it off with a catfight of some sorts.

"What the hell if Humphrey up to?" Before Kati could reply Blair hung up and stormed out of her room. She was hoping that things would go her way and she wouldn't be embarrassed by the turn outs of the night.

Author's Note:

Right, sorry about the wait.

At first I hadn't intended for the chapter to turn out like this but I like it anyway. I'll take a catfight from Blair over a date between two awesome villains any day!

I promise that there will be better details on the date in the next chapter. I'm planning on making it the exact way that I want.

MM.