A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I have had AP Exams and almost done with Senior Year. I'm not sure what I think of this chapter, but I tried.

Blair woke up next to Chuck, with a smile on her face. Everything seemed to be falling into place. She had a boyfriend that loved her, great grades, and was close to regaining her popularity. Think of this, Blair sighed. She was not looking forward to being humiliated again. Her dethroning had made her realize that she didn't have to be popular to be in control. Her true friends were the people that still associated with her after her fall from power. They accepted her for who she was, they didn't mind that she was a bitch, because that was part of the Blair that they knew and loved. Not that she didn't want to be popular, she loved the power and control. It was just that she now knew that her world wouldn't end if she wasn't at the center of it. Blair was pulled out of her reverie when she felt a heavy weight upon her. Blair attempted to move Chuck off of her, but he was too heavy. She then tried yelling in his ear, but he didn't budge. Blair was frustrated and Chuck was crushing her, so she decided to knee him in the groin. Chuck was woken up by a sharp pain in his crotch, he looked down and saw that he was on top of Blair.

"What the hell was that for?"

"Well I tried every other way to wake you up, but you remained unresponsive."

"Thanks for curbing my sex life for the next week."

"What do you mean?! It's not that bad."

"True, but why would I want to sleep with the girl that temporarily damaged my goods."

"That is so not fair! It's not my fault that you can sleep through a tornado."

"Well maybe I wouldn't have been so tired, if somebody hadn't decided that we had to watch Breakfast at Tiffany's to end our date at 7:30 in the morning."

"You are such a drama queen."

"Wait, what time is it?"

"2:30, why?"

"I need to go to Jeremy's house, there's something I need to get."

"Bye, Paul. I Love You!"

"Love You too, Holly!" Chuck said as he quickly got dressed and made his way to Jeremy's house.

Jeremy lived close to Nate, and Chuck arrived 15 minutes after leaving Blair. When he got there, Chuck was surprised to find Nate sitting on the couch, talking to Jeremy. Chuck cleared his throat and the two boys turned to see who entered.

"Jeremy, Nathaniel."

"Chuck," they replied in unison.

"Well as much fun as you guys were having, I was wondering if we could sit down and talk."

"Right, but before we do that, Jeremy do you still have Kati's phone number?" Nate asked.

"Yeah, sure, let me go get it."

As soon as Jeremy left the room, Nate pulled a flash drive out of his pocket.

"Here's the video, now make some excuse to leave when Jeremy gets back, because I really don't want to be around you."

"Thanks, Nathaniel, this means a lot."

"I didn't do it for you, I did it for my family."

"Yes, I have already spoken to Bart and your father shall be named the chief officer of legal affairs concerning Victrola. Give my regards to Jeremy."

Chuck left Jeremy's house and returned to his suite to make a few last minute arrangements before Monday. Hazel would finally get what she deserved and Blair would be one step closer to getting her crown. Chuck's signature smirk alerted everyone to the fact that he was going to destroy someone. Blair, on the other hand, was nervous. The endless game of tug-of-war had risen to new heights. She knew that tomorrow would be the culmination of the social war, and Blair would be humiliated once again. However, this time it would be worth it because Hazel would be deemed the loser. Chuck was going to ensure that Blair won and he would do anything to achieve his goal. At the thought of Chuck, Blair couldn't help but smile. Chuck Bass had proven that he was the guy for her. She now knew that Nate was the first guy she fell for, but Chuck was her first love. The best part was that Chuck truly loved her, he cared deeply for her and would do anything if it would make her happy. She needed to play her part in his plan so that he could have the satisfaction of pleasing her.

-Scene Change: The next day (Monday)-

Blair awoke with a feeling of uncertainty, she had no idea how the day would go. She really wanted to trust Chuck, but his plan wasn't exactly fool-proof. She looked over at Chuck, snoring loudly with his arms wrapped around her. He was trying so hard to be the perfect boyfriend, he was the only person she would ever surrender partial control to. However, if she didn't hurry, she would ruin her perfect attendance record. She kissed Chuck to wake him up and went searching for her discarded clothes. After 20 minutes of actively scouring Chuck's suite, she had found everything but her trademark tights. Blair decided to forget about her tights and just leave for school with Chuck. They arrived 10 minutes before school would start. Chuck squeezed Blair's hand, and she smiled back reassuredly. Hazel appeared out of nowhere and enveloped Blair in a hug. Blair was so confused by Hazel's burst of affection that she failed to notice the snip snip sound that pervaded the air. Suddenly, Blair felt a breeze and heard everyone laughing. She looked down to be greeted by her Agent Provacateur black lace thong on the ground.

"God, Blair, I knew that you were easy, but I didn't realize just how easy you were," Hazel cackled.

Blair turned bright red from embarassment. However, less than 30 seconds later, everyone received a copy of Hazel and Jeremy's sex tape. Blair was no longer the subject of laughter, she turned to Hazel and smiled.

"I always thought you were easy, but I didn't know that you were stupid too. Who else is dumb enough to tape their sex life?"

Blair walked off with Chuck too a small secluded area.

"Truth be told, Waldorf, I prefer you without underwear."

"Your heinous, Bass."

"I am, so why be shy? I know better than anyone that you are no longer as untouched as fresh snow."

"Why do you insist on comparing my non-virginal status to other things?"

"I enjoy getting a rise out of you. So, now that you have accomplished total social destruction, how about we go back to my suite and celebrate."

"Nothing would make me happier."

They left the courtyard between St. Jude's and Constance Billiard and returned to suite 1812 to celebrate their victory.