AN: Do you know what I noticed? You are probably like "What Liz?" That's what I hope at least. I've noticed how much I like the character of Georgina. I think that her, Blair, and Chuck really push each other. I think of her and Blair to be riils, but by the end of season 6 they become friends. I think Georgina is just awesome. Thats my noticing. Bye kiddies! Actually continues children.

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Gossip Girl Blast: alas I said I would stop talking about your parents when Lonley Boy's cover was blown, but this news is too much to handle. Queen B has come back to us. I hear the pregnancy rumors were true back then, because toting behind her is a edgier, little Blair. She looks like she would fit in here well. Also looks like our former playboy.

You know you love me

xoxo Gossip girl 5.0

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"What happened last night?" Milo Sparks confrounted Charlotte.

"Excuse me." She yawned. They both had been caught coming to school at noon. Charlottes tie was loose and skirt very short. It was edgy. Also very risky.

"Like ditching me. You also are late to school, which for you never happens. Are you hungover?" Milo looked shocked at the girl who was his "girlfriend". This was not her yesterday afternoon, nor any day before then. Her current state reminded him of his little sister. The girl was spawn of Bass and Sparks.

"Only a little bit. I had a little fun. Stop being such a well... Me. Come on you go get drunk all the time, kinda cuz, since well I was adopted and you're not Jack's kid."

"I never really thought of that. Hey! You're changing the subject." Milo sulked. For a Sparks, he really wasn't so smart sometimes.

"I got..." Charlotte looked at the schedule on her phone. Clair knew all the times and places. Charlotte didn't even bother going to her morning classes. "French. I have French." This would be easy. Her mother taught her French as a child, and it had been helping her at French bars ever since. "Bye Sparks." She walked into the school and thought about how this was Clair's boyfriend. Sparks was whipped. WHo would have thought. Even she thought she would have a stable relatioship before Milo. She found the French room and tried to slide in.

"Ms. Bass you are never late, can I ask you why. I hope you are not going to turn into your father." The old French teacher said. She had taught Chuck all those years ago.

"I'm late because..." She was going to say something witty, but what would Clair say if she was 4 hours late to school. Oh screw it. "I was trying to saisissez le jour. I see no problem with that. I was told that we should strive to do so."

"That is Latin class, and there the correct term is carpe diem. I'm not giving you detention or marking you late because of your pristine record before.

"Thank you." Charlotte took a empty seat in the back of the room.

"Hey." A girl in front of her said. She had dark blond hair. This must have been Clair's bestfriend. How would she be able to do this.

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Clair had gotten back to the Waldorf penthouse by midnight. Her mother had been shocked that Charlotte had even come home that night. That was not the teenager's way. Blair had wanted to see how the artiel had been doing after having someone else run it for 18 years. She would take the limo home later. Clair took the first class train back up to Conneticut and gotten to her school fifteen minutes early. In first period, when the teacher was taking roll call she had said "Of course Waldorf is not here." Being late or skipping seemed to be a Charlotte thing. Clair called out that she was here and the teacher near;y had a heart attack.

Charlotte's "friends" confronted her before second period and talked about people and things that she did not understand. Her minions had a bolder side that Clair found pretty annoying. Her classes were easy. They were on the same place as they were at Constance. The guys at St. Pauls were hot. They all had this sporty, preppy, clean cut look. Just like in New York. They all gave her "the look". The look of they either sleep with her again or want to sleep with her for the first time. Clair had never slept with anybody so the first part really didn't apply to her.

"Hey Chuck." A guy said in her ear. She turned around. He was a sexy looking blond.

"What do you want." She groaned.

"No the real question is what do you want." He smirked. "Charlotte I would like to take you out on a date. You seem happier today, and maybe you'd go out with me now." Clair didn't know what to say. Would that be called cheating on Milo.

"Sure. Pick me up at eight. Look decent." Clair smiled.

"Speaking of decent I've never seen you in a skirt that didn't show your ass. It suits you. Makes you look virginal. Or less not virginal."

"I'm anything but a virgin." Clair said. She said something her father would say. That's who Charlotte reminded her of, and that's who she would model stuff like that after. "You should get some manners though. I don't go out with classless people who sound like they were raised in a barn."

"Anything for you Charlotte." He ssmiled. Wow Clair thought. Charlotte was too busy sleeping with random guys to try out some of boys who liked her.

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Charlotte droaned through the rest of Clair's classes. They all bored her and the teachers just went on and on. After classes and a quick meeting with the minions she met Milo by his limo. She hated how Clair didn't have her own car. Her limo was the best thing she ever owned.

"Sparks."

"Waldorf."

"What?" Charlotte asked. How was Milo so good.

"You're not so good at the whole Clair thing." Milo laughed.

"I can be Clair. If she were more like me." Charlotte slumped.

"Okay get in the car."

Chuck got into the car. "How've you been Ponyboy. Haven't seen you since the circut a couple of months ago where your sister seemed to be dazed." Charlotte was just bragging since she had done so well. In Conneticut many people do equestrian. Blair felt her daughter had to do something special if they ever moved back into the city. She was good at it so it was okay.

"I'm hobbling on." The car was obviously speeding by 40 miles per hour. WHo cared though? They reached the Plaza quickly. "You home for the moment. Remember to be good, and your dad may send your Aunt Serena over to talk to you. Just nod your head at her and sound like you have some sort of intrest in what she is talking about."

"I can't be good. I'm Chuck Waldorf."