Thanks to everyone that has reviewed, I didn't really anticipate that people would actually like what I was writing (and would want me to update regularly). I know this chapter is short and it's taken forever and I'm sorry!! Forgive me please!! I downloaded a virus instead of the latest GG episode – it was devastating as you can imagine. None the less I will endeavour to update again ASAP– if you have ideas for the direction it should take I am open to suggestions/criticisms as I am just writing blindly whenever I get the chance (which is clearly not very often ) and am just continually hoping that it is not too boring. Tell me if it is. xx

Blair peered out of the limo window and swallowed as she took in the Constance Billard gates and her former headband-wearing, stocking-clad army of followers gathered around Penelope just inside. She sighed heavily to herself and as she did felt a warm hand slide into hers. She turned her head to face Chuck who was smiling down on her eerily, she glared back at him confused at the kind expression he wore, "So they saw us having sex, and now they know you're no longer the Virgin Queen, it could have been worse."

"How?"

"We could have been doing it against the wall or on the floor where there weren't sheets to hide under," he smirked.

"Ugh you're disgusting."

He smirked and reached for the door, "And I'm also your boyfriend."

Chuck slid out of the limo first and held the door as Blair stepped out behind him, he grinned to himself as he slid his arm firmly around her tiny waist and began to guide her towards the gates, feeling her straighten under his touch, he slowly whispered into her ear, "You're mine now Waldorf," as his arm slid down from her lower back to rest on her bum cheek. She turned and put on a fake smile pushing her body as close to his as possible so that she was rubbing against his groin, she leaned into his lips almost touching them before whispering right back into his ear "oh I won't."

She heard a phone beep and suddenly remember that she was at school and no matter how much joy she received from torturing Chuck Bass and despite the fact he was supposed to be her 'boyfriend' this kind of behaviour was not going to help her ditch the slut label, she quickly straightened her skirt, scooping her hand into his as she began walking briskly towards the steps at the schools entrance, pulling Chuck along with her.

Blair had a plan and while she needed Gossip Girl to spread the news that she had managed to tame notorious womanizer and bad-boy Chuck Bass, she did not want her publishing the grope-fest that had just occurred at the school gates.

She could feel the eyes of her former army on her and Chuck boring into her, she could only imagine what they were saying, had this been any other girl and not her in the situation she would have been leading the pack in the public dismissals. But it was her and so she did what she had to do. Gripping Chucks hand so tight he swore under his breath as her nails cut into him, ignoring him she upped the pace and headed towards her locker.

Blair loosened her grip on chuck's hand as she reached her locker and he quickly took the opportunity to pin her against it, she gasped at the sudden movement and quickly found herself staring into Chucks eyes, "What. Are. You. Doing. Bass," she asked slowly not loosing eye contact. He raised his eyebrows ever so slightly and as leaned in to kiss her his lips grazing hers ever so softly said, "What do you think, Girlfriend?" before his lips crashed down onto hers.

Blair feebly tried to pull away but he pulled her into him and she responded hungrily sliding her hand up to his hair and running her hands through it, she heard the familiar clacking of heels on the hall floor and opened her eyes to see only to see Nate staring back at her.

Startled she pushed Chuck off her and squeaked, "Nate." Chuck turned to see what she was talking about and found himself facing the innocent third party in this scandal.

"Don't stop on my account," Nate said hastily.

Chuck looked at him sadly, "Nathaniel," he began but was quickly cut off, "you don't have to explain yourself to me," Nate hissed, " I want nothing from you, no explanation, no sympathy and most of all no fake friendship, so please continue," he drawled glaring at them before shaking his head and walking off.

Blair looked at Chuck apologetically, realising at that moment he had given up more than his reputation to save hers; he had given up his best friend too.