Hey everyone. So someone suggested that I shouldn't apologize anymore for late updates since you all know that I'm busy so I am going to try that out. Just know that I update when I can. I've added a picture of Michelle to my profile. Clearly I am thinking Emmy Rossum only with blue eyes. Anyways, enjoy the update and you guys can all thank ggloverxx19 for getting this up today because she took the time to beg :) Also to ggoddess -- you're review was inspirational and I really appreciated.

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Rated: T as always because we all know I like things to get a little smexy and I'm liberal with my word usage.

Chuck felt Anna tense up and looked up to find just who had interrupted them. The moment he did he wished he hadn't as his eyes locked with Diego's. Chuck didn't know how much the other guy had seen but whether he had just walked up or he had been there for a while, Diego was rightfully pissed as he had just caught Chuck about to kiss his girlfriend.

Diego did nothing to temper the death glare that was aimed straight at Chuck before speaking the same words Anna had spoken earlier that night. "Am I interrupting something?"

Chuck wanted to clutch Bl-Anna to him protectively as she turned to fully face Diego but she wasn't his to protect and as difficult as that was for him, it was something that he had to accept. He was opening his mouth to speak, to defend her and to defend their actions when Anna placed a hand gently on his forearm which was currently sitting on her hip. It alarmed him as her touch was so very much like something Blair would do; from the simply way her fingers touched his arm to the fact that she was using a touch so gentle to convey her thoughts. He let his hands dropped slightly but kept his own mouth shut; clearly Anna wanted to handle this.

As she felt Chuck's hands drop from her sides Anna was instantly colder. All she wanted to do right now was step back into Chuck's arms and let him continue to hold her but she brushed the feeling aside and took a step forward she had a boyfriend that she genuinely cared about and whatever this was with Chuck couldn't possibly compare to that, could it? "No, Diego you're not."

Diego's eyes switched from Chuck to Anna and he felt his gaze soften. He had such a hard time being mad at her, even though he had just caught her in the arms of another man. She was and always would be his greatest weakness. "Then would you mind telling me just what I walked up on?" He asked, as he attempted to keep his voice harsh; a feat that was nearly impossible when it was Anna he was trying to be angry with.

Anna took a couple steps away from Chuck and towards Diego, placing her hands on his chest. "We were just dancing and got a little carried away. Right Chuck?" She asked turning her head slightly, silently praying that he would take her cue.

Chuck's whole body ached from the absence of Anna's against his but he knew that he had to support her in this. "She's right man. It was all completely innocent."

Diego's eyes were still narrowed as he regarded Chuck with a look of slightly toned down animosity. He knew Chuck Bass and he was never innocent; not with a girl as hot as Anna. After a moment he looked back in Anna's eyes, searching for the truth. "So nothing happened?" He asked, unable to keep from sounding hopeful.

Anna didn't even hesitate to lie. "Nothing happened." She spoke assuredly, her confidence shinning as she smoothly spun a web of lies around Chuck and Diego. Something about this felt so familiar yet so very not. It was that dream feeling again as though perhaps in a past life (or in the one she couldn't remember) Anna had been quite the manipulator.

Diego nodded slightly. "I trust you." He spoke filling the words with a meaning that only Anna would understand.

Anna inhaled sharply in surprise. Diego didn't trust anyone, she had always known that. It had come up between the two of them once before when they were doing a lab report. Diego refused to place his trust in anyone because that was the only thing that could prevent him from being hurt or disappointed; yet here he stood before her instilling his trust in her. She could tell that he was about to kiss her but a deep twisting in her gut made her want to turn around and make sure that Chuck wasn't still standing there. At that moment she was going to have choose, she was either going to hurt Diego by sneaking a peak to see if Chuck was there watching or she was risking the chance of hurting Chuck by kissing Diego. Neither idea was appealing but she had to choose because Diego's lips were getting ever closer to her own. Anna simply decided to bite the bullet and kiss Diego; she owed more to him than she did to Chuck. As the thought crossed her mind, her heart felt as though it was disagreeing as it began to pull tightly but as soon as her lips touched Diego's it returned to its normal reaction during one of Diego's kisses and started beating rapidly.

Chuck watched Diego and Anna kiss for a moment and it felt as though his heart was being ripped from his chest cavity yet he couldn't seem to look away. As they broke away he noticed the slight smirk Diego shot him over Anna's shoulder and was suddenly aware that Diego was feeling threatened; that was the only reason he would be sending a look such as that at Chuck. Chuck's head immediately began to real, he was missing something, he could feel it. There was more to Anna and Diego than he had originally perceived, perhaps it was simply more complicated than he knew. As Anna's eyes drifted to meet his there was a look of apology there; something he accepted immediately with a small nod before turning and walking to the bar.

Diego placed his forehead against Anna's and exhaled slowly; feeling his residual anger slip away. He felt her tremble slightly against him as she breathed and was instantly fearful. Had he been too aggressive tonight? It was definitely possible that he had come in angry after his meeting with Alex and taken it out on Blair and even on Chuck. "Was I overreacting?" He asked softly, uncertainly.

Anna smiled. "Yes but understandably so." In truth if he had actually seen what they were doing right before he walked in, Diego's reaction wouldn't have been overkill in the slightest. But only seeing what he did, it was a little much.

"I'm sorry." He whispered at her ear as she laid her head on his shoulder.

Anna smiled slightly. "So you're not mad at me?"

Diego ran his hands around her waist, holding her close. "No, I'm not mad at you." There was a slight clenching in his gut as he remembered just how mad she should be at him, just how mad she would be if she had any idea what he was keeping from her. "What do you say we get out of here? Go back to my room." He added pulling back slightly.

Anna smiled a little more broadly. "Normally I would say yes but tonight is kind of a girl's night. My friends need me." She added with a pointed look at Sam who she was still a little worried about. She couldn't just leave her friends and run off with her boyfriend. Besides she was still reeling from her encounter with Chuck and she wasn't exactly in the frame of mind to be hooking up with Diego.

Diego couldn't deny his disappointment. He wanted to be with Anna and right now, regardless of the trust he placed in her, he was insecure in their relationship. What he had seen between Chuck and Anna just then hadn't been about anything physical. There had been some kind of undeniable energy passing between the two of them in that moment and it filled him with fear at the prospect that there had been something there. "Okay." He said before giving her another quick kiss. He knew there was nothing else that he could do at that moment. "I'll call you tomorrow?" He asked even though it should have been a statement.

Anna nodded. "I'll talk to you then." As Diego was moving away from her she held his hand and tugged slightly until he turned around. "Thank you for, you know trusting me."

Once more Diego felt his stomach clench at the thought of all he was keeping from her. "I'd give you just about anything, my trust included." As he walked away from Anna he realized that the one thing he would never give her was the truth.

As Anna walked towards the edge of the dance floor to a booth where they had left their clutches she felt herself bump into someone, causing their drink to slosh a little. She knew it was her fault; she was distracted with thoughts of Chuck and Diego. "I'm so sorry." She exclaimed reaching out to steady the girl only to discover that it was Jenny Humphrey. "Jenny!" She exclaimed upon making the realization.

Jenny smiled. "Anna! Hey, don't worry, it's no big deal. Although I think that makes us even doesn't it?" She asked remembering that the first time they met, she had bumped into Anna.

"Well at least let me buy you another." Anna spoke smiling. Even though it had only been a few days since she had last seen Jenny, she felt like they definitely had some catching up to do. So much seemed to have happened.

Jenny simply shook her head. "I actually think I've had enough. This isn't really my normal scene, I followed Chuck here to make sure he was okay; he left Eric's in a hurry."

Anna cocked her head slightly before laughing. "Wait so you followed Chuck here. Chuck and Diego followed me here. And I'm only here because I read about it in a tourist guide book of hot spots."

"Ugh, never a good reason for going anywhere!" Jenny exclaimed only half joking. "Next time you are going somewhere, run it by me first. As your first New York friend, the least I can do is make sure you don't end up at another club that's been over for a couple of years."

Anna smiled brightly picking up on the joking mood. "Don't worry, from now on I'll check with you first; actually, I probably would have anyway but going out was pretty much a last minute decision. My friend Sam had a rough day, she didn't get into Dartmouth; it's where her entire family went to school." Jenny's expression told Anna that she was willing to listen to more and Anna knew it would be good to talk this out with someone else. "It was something she hadn't been honest with the rest of us about and she kind of had to come clean about it today. The sad thing is she doesn't even want Dartmouth, she wants to work in the fashion industry but her parents are making her go to Constance to finish while they are telling everyone back home that she's taking a year off for a fashion internship."

Jenny grimaced slightly. "I know how disappointing your parents feels." She couldn't help but think back to the turbulent time in her life when she completely rebelled from her parents for the sake of her art. "But at the same time I know just how important doing what you love is." She finished her voice changing as she came up with an idea that just might help Anna's friend. "What if she actually did have a fashion internship?" Jenny asked with a smirk.

Anna tilted her head slightly, not immediately realizing what Jenny was suggesting; yet after staring at the blonde for a moment recognition dawned. "Could you do that?" Anna asked, a smile forming on her features.

Jenny shrugged. "I'm allowed to hire interns and it just so happens that there is a spot opening up." She would be glad to help Anna's friend out. Plus this would mean that she would get to see more of Anna, which was something that she found herself wanting very much to do.

"What about school?" Anna asked realizing that Sam couldn't just drop out before she had even had her first day of class.

At that Jenny smiled. "It's doable, I promise. I'll give her flexible hours. After all, if she is going to be interning under me I have class during the day at Parsons anyway."

Anna smiled brightly. This was perfect. Sam was going to be so excited and maybe with an actual fashion internship, down the road her parents might realize that that was the right path for Sam after all. "Thank you so much. Sam is going to be ecstatic."

"My pleasure." Jenny said with a smile. Anna's smile was so like Blair's that it brought her back to a very different time in her life; a time when doing something nice for Blair Waldorf was very much what she strove to do. For so long it had truly been her pleasure to help Blair however she could, for just one ounce of friendship in return.

Suddenly Anna had an idea of her own. "We are having a girl's night tonight, why don't you come back and hang out with us at the hotel?"

Jenny pondered it for a moment before remembering that she had brought someone with her to the club. "That sounds great but my friend Michelle came here with me tonight. I can't just leave her."

"She can come too." Anna said as she flipped her hair over her shoulder. "Any friend of yours is a friend of mine."

Jenny smiled brightly, the evening just kept getting better and better. Michelle was always complaining about how she didn't have any girl friends because her closest friends were all guys other than Jenny. "Okay, I'll go ask Michelle, but I'm sure she'll be down. I'll meet you outside okay?"

Anna smiled in return and nodded before going over to collect her friends. She was now really looking forward to the rest of the evening. Especially telling Sam the good news.

Michelle had only left Jenny's side for a moment before her gut instinct kicked in and she started looking for Chuck. After only a few moments she spotted him by the bar on the far end of the club, looking particularly brooding. Immediately she made her way through the crowd towards him avoiding all of the sleazy investment banker types rubbing against her, to reach him as quickly as possible.

Chuck took a sip of his scotch and sighed as he saw Michelle making her way through the crowd. He felt a slight tug at his heart strings at the determined set of her brow. He had always thought that she was her most beautiful when she was openly happy but at that moment the determination evident on her features was absolutely beautiful. "I said everything that I needed to say back at the hotel." He spoke swirling the caramel colored liquid in his glass.

Michelle had known what Chuck was going to say before he said it; she knew him that well. And knowing him that well meant that she knew that there was more to his explanation for why he broke up with her than she had been given. "You did, I didn't." She said as she sat down on the bar stool next to him, perching on the very edge as she leaned forward, brushing her hair over to one shoulder and exposing her neck, Chuck's kryptonite. "I've been entirely too passive in this breakup. I have the right to fight for you, I don't have to be the nice girl and let you walk away from me."

Chuck shook his head slightly as he avoided meeting Michelle's gaze. She was pulling out all of the stops tonight and was in danger of discovering things that would only make the breakup harder on her. Chuck continued to look anywhere other than her eyes as he stared off into the club, spotting Jenny's blonde hair across the dance floor just as she bumped into Anna. His mind was anywhere but focused on Michelle and it was for her own good.

"I want you to look at me when I say this." Michelle spoke as she placed a hand on the side of Chuck's face and turned his head to face her; forcing him to stare into her piercing blue eyes. "I love you. I was never presumptuous enough to believe that you felt the same but I did think that you cared. You have no idea the effect you have on me. You make my world better."

Chuck couldn't help but snort. "I highly doubt that Chelle." She was a happy person until she met him. All he did was break her heart and screw up her life. Someone as good as Chelle deserved better. "All I ever gave you was heartache and misery."

Michelle exhaled. "You are so wrong Chuck. Sure I played the role of the happy, sophisticated politician's daughter but that was all just an act. Being with you was the first time that I felt something real; something that wasn't a product of the perfect world I had been born into. The pain, that's real too, but that's life and being with you is the life I want."

This time Chuck looked away. He didn't need to be having this conversation. He was going to hurt her, he knew it. "I'm sorry Chelle, but I just can't do this anymore." He made a move as though he was about to stand and Michelle reached out and grabbed his arm, stopping him.

Fury swept through Michelle's veins at Chuck's utter dismissal of her pleas and confessions and she let her anger take over; something she rarely did. "Jesus Chuck, did you not care about me at all or has this always been about her?"

Chuck had known the moment would come when he would be unable to hold back the truth, but he had always hoped it wouldn't. "Damn it I care Michelle. I care so fucking much." He said it only because it was the bare truth. She had helped him through some of the roughest days of his life and not every day had been a train wreck there had been days that they had been happy.

"Then why are you doing this? Why are you breaking up with me?" She shouted running a hand through her curls as she tried her best to understand what Chuck was thinking but what he said next surprised to her.

Chuck didn't even try to filter his response; he knew that there was no way that he could. "Because I fell in love with you." There was a shocked silence as she digested the words and he prepared to say the words that were going to break her heart. "But you're not her. And what I feel for you is never going to compare to what I felt for her."

Michelle had sucked in so much air as Chuck admitted his true feelings for her, but all of the air went rushing out of her lungs as he continued talking. As he finished she felt nothing more than disappointment and sadness; but not for herself. She felt these things for Chuck. After what could have been ten minutes, Michelle met his eyes again. "She's gone Chuck. Blair's never coming back but I'm right here."

Chuck shook his head so slightly that it was easy to miss. "I can't live with anything less than what I had with her."

Michelle squeezed her eyes shut trying her best not to cry as the truth finally came from Chuck's lips. She had thought he didn't love her. That had been easier. To know that he did love her, that he had fallen for her but was dumping her because she truly wasn't good enough, because she didn't compare to his Blair, killed her inside because he was everything to her. "Then you are going to be miserable for the rest of your life." She said brokenly as she stood up and walked away from Chuck; hopefully for good.

Chuck felt his heart pounding as Michelle walked away. He hadn't wanted to say what he did; he hadn't wanted to hurt her like that. Just like he hadn't been lying before; he did love her. He loved her poise, he loved her beauty, he loved the way that she had refused to give up on him and strangely he loved the kindness in her that came from a distinct place of innocence at the way she looked at the world. He took another gulp of scotch hoping that he hadn't stolen that innocence from her. Because even though he loved her, his love for her was not the kind of love he had felt for Blair. He was no longer ignorant enough to believe that what he felt for her wasn't love, yet he knew with everything he was that it was a different kind of love from what he and Blair had shared. It didn't burn or consume him. That kind of love only came once, or so he had thought, until he met Anna. As thoughts of Anna and their shared kiss entered his mind he realized that Michelle was wrong about one thing; he wasn't going to be miserable for the rest of his life. There was potential to have with Anna what he had had with Blair; he could feel it.

Jenny walked away from Anna in search of Michelle, her pace quickening as she noticed the company that Michelle was in. How had she found Chuck so quickly? Halfway to the bar, she saw Michelle turn and walk away. Jenny paused, watching as Michelle wiped at her eyes, she wore her heart on her sleeve but there was nothing she hated more than allowing people to see her cry. She stepped into Michelle's line of vision and waited on her friend to reach her; she wanted to be as far from Chuck as possible. "Why do you do this to yourself?" She asked softly as Michelle came to a spot close to her friend.

"I guess I just can't help it. Maybe I like the pain." She said with a laugh before becoming serious. "But I'm done." Michelle spoke with an air of finality present in her voice, pushing back the tears that had been falling only moments ago. "Can we just get out of here?"

Jenny smiled reassuringly. "That's actually why I was looking for you. My friend Anna is having a girl's night tonight and we've been invited. You interested?"

Michelle shrugged her shoulders delicately, "Sure. Why not? After all, it has to be better than mopping about over Chuck Bass. Plus I could use some more girlfriends."

This time Jenny's smile was brighter. She had been telling Michelle for as long as she had known her that she needed girlfriends, but the girl had always been dead set that guy friends were just as good. Perhaps she was finally realizing that there were some things, like helping their friends get over a guy, that only girls could do.

As they approached the exit Michelle looked around. "So where is this friend of yours?"

Jenny, who had just spotted Anna walking towards them, began to gesture towards her "Right there" She didn't realize the grave mistake that she had made until she saw the look on Michelle's face.

The moment her eyes landed on the girl that must be Anna, Michelle's mouth fell open. Granted she had never known Blair personally as she was a year younger than Chuck and Blair and had attended Spence. However, she had grown up on the Upper East Side; they had run in the same circles. She would have known what Blair looked like from Gossip Girl alone; but there had been pictures. Especially near the beginning there had been so many pictures. "Does Chuck know?" She finally asked her breathing heavy and her tone low.

Jenny was hesitant as she answered knowing that the answer was going to have a huge effect on Chelle. More than was strictly necessary. "Yes. He knows."

Michelle's eyes flashed as she turned her head towards Jenny. "Is that why he broke up with me?" It was strange how clear everything seemed now. Chuck had never and would never get over Blair, she had never been delusional enough to think otherwise; but she and Chuck had had fun together, they had been happy. Suddenly a girl appears who looks exactly like Blair and now she and Chuck are over.

Jenny shook her head slightly. "No and it isn't her if that's what you're thinking." Why had she not realized this minor detail before? How could she have been stupid enough to suggest Anna and Michelle be friends?

At that she completely rounded on her. "Of course it's not Blair! Blair's dead." The more she thought about things, the more it all made since. "The sooner you all realize that and quit trying to replace Blair with some look alike; the sooner you guys can move past this."

Jenny looked down guiltily before remembering the consensus they had come to and looking back up at Michelle with a firm back bone. "Look Michelle, you didn't exactly know Blair so you don't really have any right to be telling us how we should be feeling. And yes I know it sucks how things ended with you and Chuck, but that had nothing to do with Anna. He broke up with you almost two weeks before he met her and Anna is a nice girl who's new to New York and I'm her friend because I like her, not because she looks like Blair. So either shut about who she looks like and give her a chance or go on home."

Michelle's mouth almost dropped open. She had never before been so thoroughly reprimanded by Jenny or possibly anyone else. Immediately Michelle realized that she was projecting her issues with Chuck onto everyone else and nodded slightly as Anna approached. "Why don't you introduce me to your friend?"

Jenny looked at Michelle with one last look of warning, to which Michelle replied with a large smile. "Anna, meet Michelle." Then she turned to the other two girls accompanying Anna. "You must be Sam and Cassie." She said with a smile as she introduced herself.

As the girls completed introductions and walked outside of the club, Anna turned to Sam smiling. "So now for my surprise."

Sam grinned mischievously. "You know I love surprises."

Anna's eyes brightened as she exchanged a secret smile with Jenny. "What would you say if I told you that you could intern at a fashion house while in New York?"

Sam's eyebrows lifted. "I'd say that either you're on drugs or you're my new favorite person."

"Actually I think that makes Jenny your new favorite person." Anna said with a smile as Sam started realizing what Anna was suggesting.

Sam looked back and forth between Anna and Jenny. "You mean, I'm going to be interning for Eleanor Waldorf designs?"

Anna smile brightened further as she started jumping up and down giddily and Jenny simply nodded. "Welcome to the team."

"Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod!" Sam screamed as she threw her arms around Jenny. "You are totally my new favorite person."

As the others were smiling and laughing tumbling into a cab, Michelle couldn't help but observe Anna. It was eerie how much she seemed like the Blair Waldorf she had seen around growing up. Chuck might not have broken up with her because of Anna but she had to believe that she had something to do with why Chuck hadn't wanted to get back together. Most girls would have probably been angry at Anna but Michelle didn't have it in her. She simply wasn't a jealous person and more than that, she wasn't vindictive. So she climbed into the cab and joined the giggle fest because if Anna was truly Jenny's friend then Michelle would make an effort.

Chuck was watching across the club as Jenny introduced Anna and Michelle. He couldn't help but think that this entire situation was getting more complicated by the minute. He was still watching the girls intently as he noticed a presence on his left. He didn't turn his head, only shifted his eyes in the direction of the new presence. He had known instinctively that it was male, which meant he had a pretty good idea of who had approached him before he even looked. After observing Diego next to him for a moment, his eyes shifted back towards the girls before he spoke. "Good evening Diego."

Diego couldn't help but smirk at just how perceptive Chuck Bass still was as he had caused Diego to jump, slightly startled. He wasn't aware that Chuck knew he was there. "Bass." He replied with a nod as Chuck turned his head to face him.

"Would you like a drink?" Chuck asked, gesturing towards the bar. He wasn't sure what Diego wanted, but he knew it had something to do with Anna. The other young boy seemed to be as head over heels for Anna as Chuck had been for Blair.

Diego shook his head slightly. "No thanks. There's something I need to discuss with you." Diego paused and when Chuck made no sound he continued. "I don't like what I walked in on between you and Anna earlier."

Chuck smirked. "I thought you said you trust her." He spoke as he narrowed his eyes. After all he was still Chuck Bass.

"I do trust her Chuck. It's you I'm worried about." Diego said roughly, making certain Chuck knew he was being serious. "I've never had a problem trusting Anna, not that she knows this as I don't trust easily. Yet even when she had another boyfriend and I was trying to woo her away, I could always trust her." Diego noticed Chuck's eyes widen at this new information but continued. "But I know you and I know how you are with women. Even at thirteen you had them falling at your feet. And I'm not sure that my trust in her outweighs that."

Chuck snorted slightly. Diego had a point. He had always been able to charm women. It was simply what he did and what he had every intention of doing with Anna. "If you trust her so much you shouldn't feel the need to worry about me."

"You said you wanted to be friends again and that's not going to happen if you keep going after my girlfriend." Diego spoke, his voice low, dangerous, a warning. He could see where Chuck's mind was going with all of this; he could see it and he didn't like it.

Chuck looked away, trying to keep the guilt from his eyes. He had said that he wanted them to be friends because it was the truth. There had been a time when Diego had been one of his best friends. However, a friendship with Diego wasn't going to stop Chuck from going after Anna. What Michelle had said earlier was still resonating within him as was the realization that Anna made him feel so much like Blair had made him feel. Diego had no effect on him friend or not, it was only Anna's interests that he concerned himself with. His gaze lingered on Anna as she exited the building, long enough that Diego's gaze followed his own.

"Seriously, man, she's my girlfriend." Diego spoke exasperated. He noticed the look of sadness in Chuck's eyes coupled with a look of pure longing just before he looked away and suddenly Chuck's behavior became more clear; his cold manor towards Anna in the lobby, the pain in Chuck's eyes as Diego told him he had known Anna for the past seven years, the passionate encounter he had walked in on earlier that he had been observing for much longer than either of them were aware, and now Chuck's reluctance to give Anna up. Chuck was in love with Blair, which caused a guilty pain in Diego's chest. Chuck was still hurting over the loss of Blair; a pain that Diego could ease but doing so would put him in the opposite position. He wasn't willing to do that, wasn't willing to lose Anna.

Chuck inhaled deeply before slowly exhaling. He was transferring his feelings for Blair onto Anna again and he knew it. Even though Anna and Chuck held a strong chemistry on their own, she wasn't Blair and she wasn't his to possess; at least not for the moment. So he nodded slightly. "Okay."

Diego saw several things in Chuck's eyes at that moment. There was still a great sadness there, but coupled with that there was what appeared to be acceptance; of what Diego wasn't sure. He knew though if he was in Chuck's position he wouldn't be letting this go, letting her go, and he didn't expect Chuck to either. So Diego would remain wary and watchful.

"So about this whole friends thing . . ." Chuck started as he looked at Diego. "Since the girls seem to have left us to our own devices, why don't we have ourselves a lost weekend or at very least a lost evening?"

Diego smirked slightly as he cocked his head. The lost weekend had been infamous even when they were younger Diego had been sad to have missed out after moving to Texas. "I say, where and when?" Diego replied.

Chuck smirked, seemingly matching that of Diego's. "My suite at the Palace, room 1812. Meet there at midnight sharp."

Diego nodded as he pushed off of the bar and Chuck finished the last of his scotch. This night without the girls might be fun after all.

Gossip Girl present and accounted for at a club I haven't been to in years, things were getting so interesting that I had to come see for myself. Since when is Marquee the place to be? Well apparently it isn't as all of our precious A-Listers just fled the scene taking anyone else who matters with them. Diego and our very own C made plans to meet up later and A left with J, M, and her two friends. Since they keep popping up and don't appear to be going anywhere I inquired as to their names. Our lovely Hispanic lady is Cassie Ramirez freshman at Columbia and roommate of our darling A, the fiery red head Samantha Jamison who some of you lucky high schoolers may get the opportunity to meet as she completes her senior year at Constance while interning with none other than Eleanor Waldorf Designs. So maybe they're worth my time after all. The most interesting thing to transpire tonight might just be the meeting of A and M, I can't help but wonder what B's look-a-like and C's most recent flame have to talk about, do you?

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A/N: Tada, chapter completed. Next time we'll get to see just what happens in these gender segregated evenings. I'd adore if you'd review :)

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