A/N: I just wanted to thank my beta, Lynne who is the best, and everyone who has reviewed or kept up with this story. It makes my day. I hope that I can finish middle school by Christmas. Happy Holidays everyone! May all your wishes be filled with CB love.


"BLAIR! BLAIR! BLAIR!" Serena screeched over the phone. The receiver could hardly handle such a pitch and it cracked a little on the other end.

"S, what is it? Are you ok?"

"I have juicier juice than even you can get your hands on right now, I'm not kidding it's unbelievable," Serena was trying to contain herself.

"What? Serena it's eleven o'clock on a Sunday night where are you?"

"Well. I…um…I'm at the Archibald's. Mom went to Sri Lanka so I brought Eric over to get a good night's sleep," Serena said hesitantly. She and Eric usually showed up at Blair's with their overnight bags but she liked to rotate so Blair wouldn't know how often her mom really went away.

"You can come here you know--," Blair began, but she was off topic and Serena cut her off.

"No no it's ok, B. I'm good here, and if I hadn't come to Nate's tonight I'd never have the dirt I'm about to tell you. Are you ready?" Blair mentally nodded and Serena understood as she waited a beat. "So I was eavesdropping on Nate and Chuck tonight and guess what Chuck did?"

"What?" Blair was intrigued. What had he done that he hadn't gloated about to her? He loved dropping scandalous information into their conversations to shock her or to try to get under her 'straight laced skin', as he liked to say.

"Chuck slept with Georgina! As in had sex with!"

WHAT?! "I-I'm sorry. What the hell did you just say?" WHAT?!

"That's right B, Chuck screwed G before either of them turned thirteen," Serena made it unnecessarily crystal clear for her.

"Ew. Ew. Ew." Blair was revolted. She felt like she needed to regurgitate something. They hadn't even had the sex-ed unit in school yet and Chuck and Georgina were already horizontally accoustomed to one another. "Ugh, I have to go erase that image from my brain. I'll see you tomorrow, Serena."

"Wait, Blair! Don't tell anyone, I don't want this getting spread all over by that new Gossip Girl website."

Blair was intrigued, but didn't let on. "Of course not S, convene all the girls on the quad tomorrow for lunch, but don't invite Georgy ok? We can discuss it then," Blair hung up and was actually able to fall asleep relatively easily, despite images of sweaty Chuck.

The next day at school all of the girls were perched on a picnic table in the quad for lunch like Blair had asked Serena to arrange, but neither girl had a chance to bring up the incident before Georgina spotted them and headed in their direction as per usual. Before the brunette could sit down, Blair halted her process with a biting retort.

"I don't think so, G."

"Excuse me?" Georgina looked doe-eyed and innocent, a look particularly helped along by her new dark eye-makeup.

"You heard me, we're all full at this table. Maybe that one over there labeled 'skank' has some room for you," Blair snapped.

Serena was taken aback. She grabbed Blair's arm and whispered harshly in her ear, "Blair, what are you doing? We didn't agree to this!" Blair shook off Serena, un-phased.

"What are you talking about? I-I don't understand," Georgina began to twitch and nervously looked around. Guilty.

Blair sighed. "Oh, G. How can I make this clearer for you?" she paused to wrack her brain for ideas. "Oh! I know! If you have sex with Chuck Bass, it means you're out. For good. Now shoo! Go on," Blair waved Georgina away like a fly and turned back to her lunch. None of the girls dared make eye contact; Georgina was as good as a leper now. As she walked away, they all turned to Blair to hear the whole story.

By the end of the day it had begun to rain and Blair refused to walk home, so she had called Dorota to pick her up. She stood in the front courtyard, hiding under her oversized umbrella when all of a sudden she could feel the raindrops exploding on her head and her hair getting soaked. Her umbrella had been snatched away from her by a blurry figure.

"Nice work, B," Chuck's voice rang out, obscured by the torrential down pour.

"Not funny, Bass. Give it back!" Blair yelled and the rain sputtered into her mouth.

"Come on, get in," he replied and threw himself and the umbrella into his waiting limo. Blair was soaked and couldn't afford to weigh her options, so she followed him inside. "I'll give you a ride home," he said.

"Thanks," she said resentfully.

"No, consider it my thank you for taking care of the Georgina situation for me," Chuck said.

"What?" Blair was confused. Take care of? Thankful? She hadn't had any ulterior motives this time around other than disgust and an odd sort of rancid jolt in the pit of her stomach that she couldn't define.

"Now, thanks to you…everyone knows I swiped my V card and Georgina is the one scathed by the whole thing. Plus it gets the crazy bitch off my back. Good call planting the seed in the pea-sized brains of your minions so that one of them would be sure to tip off the Gossip Girl website – anonymously, of course."

"Well I have to say, Chuck, I didn't exactly have your benefit in mind," Blair admitted.

"Yes but you came to my aid anyway."

"You're disgusting," Blair spat. She looked at Chuck's matted wet hair and the droplets of rain clinging to his nose and all she could see was sweaty Chuck. Gross, repulsive, sweaty Chuck.

"Thank you," he replied.

"Now please don't tell me this is going to be your new method of operation, because I don't really want to have to reject every friend of mine once you sleep with them. This is me," Blair said hastily as the limo slowed to a stop and she began to exit.

"You won't have to alienate all of them, you know. Only the ones that need to be disposed of after use," Chuck replied and grinned.

"Ew," she snapped and paused slightly to mentally block his statement. "I couldn't stand to look at them once you've touched them," Blair scoffed as she was about to shut the door.

"But you can still stand to look at me!" Chuck yelled out to her before she slammed the door.