Chapter 21
On the Upper East Side, it's easy to think that the world is exactly as it appears- refined, elegant, imposing. But sometimes, all it takes is a little key to open the door to the wild side.
Blair Waldorf was having the time of her life and the teens of the Upper East Side had more than noticed. Ever since Cotillion when the bomb dropped of Chuck and Blair being a couple, it was as if their Queen was even better than ever. Don't get confused, she still ruled with an iron fist, but the masses could tell that she was more relaxed about the small details. It seemed as if the new relationship with Chuck Bass was more than for the best.
The fact that their queen was hosting a pool party at the school said it all. This was more something that Serena Van Der Woodsen would do, not Blair Waldorf. The brunette would never do something this fun if it risked her perfect transcript and her chances of getting into Yale. It seemed that Chuck brought out the stick up their Queen's ass and she was finally able to let lose every once in a while. Not to mention she seemed to be much happier than she had been lately when she was with Nate Archibald.
And if you asked Blair herself, she would agree with all that was said, but she would, of course, take offense to having a stick up her ass. Blair was hanging out in the center of the pool with her minions surrounding her as the raised their martini glasses in honor of her for the best impromptu pool party of the New Year. She looked around the pool area and saw everyone laughing and having a blast and all Blair could do was smile. Who would have thought that when Serena mentioned having the key to this place that Blair herself would have suggested having a party. While Serena raced home to get her bathing suite it was Blair who called the minions to call everyone who mattered to invite over, followed by a call to her boyfriend to bring refreshments.
Speaking of said boyfriend, Blair caught his eye as he sat across the way, watching her from his post on the lifeguard chair high above them, he raised his glass to her in salute with a smirk and she returned the gesture before turning back to her minions happily. After passing off her empty glass to one of her new lower ranked minions, Penelope, Kati and Iz suggested that they all play water volleyball. Not paying attention, Blair accidentally bumped into someone that was behind her.
Blair frowned as she turned around to find out who was in her way and paused at realizing that it was Nate. "Hey, Blair."
They hadn't spoken since she asked him to leave her alone with Chuck after Cotillion so they could talk and every time Blair saw him in the halls he would just have this brooding look on his face as he was surrounded by his soccer teammates. She knew that he hadn't spoken to Chuck and even though he wouldn't say it out loud, Blair also knew that her boyfriend missed his guy best friend.
"Nate, how are things going?" Blair asked politely.
Nate shrugged, "Things are going fine. I hear that you and Chuck are still together. I have to say I'm surprised."
Blair frowned at his coldness, "And why would you be surprised?"
"You and I both know, Blair, that Chuck isn't one for settling down for long. Do you honestly think that he has it in him to be faithful? I mean look," Nate motioned over to where Chuck was, still sitting on the lifeguard chair only this time there was some girl who was obviously flirting with him, "he's obviously growing bored."
Blair felt her anger grow at Nate's words and put on a forced smile, "That's funny considering the source. Unlike when I was with you, Chuck's faithfulness to me is not something I question. Good catching up, Archibald."
Not even lingering around to hear anything else he had to say involving her relationship, Blair swam away from the situation not even saying anything to her minions who were tactfully keeping their distance during the altercation. Blair climbed out of the pool and made her way over to her boyfriend, coming from behind the slut who had the nerve to touch him. Blair recognized the girl and made a note that her name was Hannah and that she went to their school, suddenly an impromptu idea popped into Blair's head as she was just behind the girl.
As Blair skillfully bumped into Hannah and watched as she screamed and fell into the pool, Blair smirked as she exclaimed, "Oh no! Are you okay?" Blair placed her hand over her heart showing her concern for the girl after she surfaced, "You really should be careful, we wouldn't want you to get hurt…" Blair reached over and laced her hand with her boyfriend's as she leaned against him, her smile returning as Chuck wrapped his other arm around her, silently backing her up.
At Blair's veiled threat, Hannah quickly made her exit from the party, obviously knowing when she was outgunned and outnumbered. It's a shame that this was only the beginning of her punishment. Everyone knew that Blair Waldorf was not one to share when it came to things that she deemed important and her boyfriend was no different.
Blair took a deep breath and turned towards Chuck as he asked, "Enjoying yourself?"
"I was, until I had the misfortune of speaking to Nate. He seemed as cold as he has been since Cotillion," Blair rolled her eyes, "He had the nerve to insinuate that I should worry about you being faithful to me, can you believe that?"
Chuck shrugged a bit, not surprised as he began to explain, "You forget that Nate knows a specific side of me. He knows what almost everyone else knows, that I'm a vulgar, crass, womanizer who thinks the word monogamy is a curse word."
"But you're not those things. I mean, don't get me wrong you are in fact vulgar and crass, but with me you're different. You're loyal to those you care about," Blair said softly, believing her words.
Chuck smiled faintly and leaned over and kissed his girlfriend, "Not according to Nathaniel. You see what very few people see, Waldorf. Don't let him get to you and I promise you that I will deal with the Nathaniel problem."
Remembering what happened the last time she left him to handle something with Nate alone, "I want to help. Remember, Bass, we're partners, and I know how much he means to you. I'll just follow your lead."
Chuck smirked a bit and nodded, "Very well," Chuck stood up from his seat, still holding Blair's hand in his, coming up with something fun for them to do, "Why don't you go have another drink with the masses for about fifteen minutes and meet me in the showers?"
Blair found herself smirking, "What are you up to, Bass?"
"Just a little bit of fun, Waldorf, relax," with a kiss on her hand he walks away from her as she shook her head and laughed to herself.
Chuck slid on his black sunglasses as he walked by the pool, not looking back at his girlfriend to know that she had a look of anticipation of what was to come in the showers with him. Chuck smirked as he came across Serena as she took off her t-shirt, revealing her black bathing suit underneath. Figuring that he had time to toy with her a bit, Chuck took a sip from his glass as he approached her, "Why don't I turn that, uh, one-piece into a no-piece?"
Serena scoffed as she put her hands on her hips, "Find a floatie to talk to, Chuck."
Chuck smirked, "You know, if my dad and your mom come back from South Africa tomorrow engaged, we'll be brother and sister. And you know what they say-," Chuck spoke with a leering look at the blonde in front of him, not at all serious about the words coming out of his mouth. Out of everyone on the Upper East Side and anyone else that came upon the blonde in front of him, Chuck Bass had never really looked twice at her. Sure he flirted and insulted her on a regular basis, but he never had any plans to follow through with any of it. "The family that plays together stays together." He finished with a smirk.
Serena smirked, not quite pulling it off, as she continued on with the conversation, knowing that Chuck wasn't serious, but it still gave her the creeps, "Ah, incest. The universal taboo. One of the only ones you haven't violated."
"Well, I'm game if you are," Chuck spoke with a shrug as he leaned towards her.
Serena leaned towards him too, only to knock his drink into the pool and walked away with a hand still on her hip. Chuck laughed to himself as he watched his drink fly and proceeded to make his way into the showers to wait for Blair.
Ten minutes later, Blair walked into the shower room, looking for her boyfriend, "Chuck?"
Coming out of nowhere, Chuck grabbed Blair by the arm and pulled her into the shower area, and pressed her up against the wall with a grin, covering her mouth as she gasped in shock. He waited until she recognized that it was him before he released her mouth. When he did, Blair proceeded to hit his arm hard, "Bass!" she hissed.
"Ow! Always so rough, Waldorf, and people think that I'm the dominant one in bed," Chuck smirked and took her lips with his hungrily. After a bit of resistance, Blair just let her anger go as she moaned into his mouth and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him even closer to her. Chuck panted as he nipped at Blair's bottom lip before slowly placing open-mouthed kisses along her jawline and down along her neck.
Blair felt her eyes roll to the back of her head as she let her head fall back against the wall behind her, exposing more of her neck for him to ravish. She released a soft whimper as Chuck reached down and hitched one of her legs over his hip, pressing his hard, covered member against her wet center. Blair painted heavily as she moved her hips in time with his, loving the feel of his hands on her body as one slowly made it's way up her thigh and inside the bottom of Blair's swimsuit.
"Chuck…" Blair whispered as she forced her eyes open at the feel of his fingers touching her where she wanted them to touch her most, "We can't…"
"Why not?" Chuck whispered into her ear before he turned his head towards hers and kissed her lips once, twice as his fingers rubbed along her clit. He savored the sounds coming out of her at his ministrations, waiting patiently for her response to his question with a satisfied smirk.
"Anyone…could…walk in…and see us!" Blair faintly responded as her hips move against her will against his fingers, desperately wanting more as she clung onto his arms.
"Don't worry, I got it all covered," Chuck leaned towards her to kiss her delectable mouth once again, pausing just before he reaches her, "Do you trust me?"
Blair looked him straight in the eyes and nodded, "I do."
Chuck grinned as she met him the rest of the way and kissed him passionately as he lifted her up so she could wrap her long legs around his waist. He groaned in pleasure as he slipped his fingers inside of her drenched center, quickly taking her mouth with his again as she cried out in pleasure. No matter how many times he was with her, it only got better, Chuck mused to himself as began paying attention to her nipples as she rode his fingers for a time.
Chuck felt himself become incredibly hard, but refused to sink himself inside of her until she begged him to. It was one of things he loved most about their coupling; he loved that he could reduce the great Blair Waldorf to begging him to give her what she wanted. "Chuck…please," she whimpered as she gripped his shoulders.
Giving a last lick on her right nipple, causing her to shudder lightly, "Please, what, my queen?"
Blair bit her bottom lip desperately as she buried her hands into his hair as she held him close, "I need…I need to feel you inside me…now."
Chuck purposely played obtuse as he curved his fingers inside of her, hitting her spot easily causing her to cry out, "But I already am inside of you."
Gripping his hair painfully as she panted in frustration as she hissed, "You know what I mean, Bass!"
"Say it, Waldorf. Say what you mean…" Chuck teased as he continued to finger her as he began to prepare his cock to be buried deep inside of her.
"Fuck me, Bass. I want your cock inside me…now." Blair demanded as she held onto him tightly, her desperation driving her to beg in a way that she actually enjoyed when it came to this basstard.
"Your wish, my command, my queen," Chuck said with a smirk as he removed his fingers from inside her and plunged his hard length inside of her just as he took her mouth with his hungrily, causing her to scream out into his mouth in pleasure.
Feeling her orgasm build rapidly at the feel of him finally being inside of her, Blair squeezed around him, pulling him even deeper before she shuddered violently around him as she fell over the edge with him not too far behind her. As the pair slowly came down from their highs, Blair realized that she was clawing his back and relaxed her hands as she tried to catch her breath, "Did I hurt you?"
Chuck laughed as he rested his head on her shoulder, "Probably, but I liked it." He slowly lifted his head as he saw her smiling at him and was unable to help himself as he kissed her again and again. As Blair kissed him back, with her legs still wrapped around him as he leaned against the wall for support. Holding her like this, and looking at her like this, Chuck found himself almost saying the words to her. The words; the three words, eight letters that he admitted to feeling for her ever since Cotillion, maybe even before then, and yet he had yet to actually say them out loud words.
Blair smiled softly at her boyfriend as he looked at her with a look on his face that was slowly becoming a regular look for him for the past month or so. No matter how hard she tried to figure out what that look meant and what thought caused it, he would always play it off or say that he'd tell her when he was ready to. The fact that he promised that he'd tell her when he was ready was the only thing that gave Blair patience and usually ended up dropping the subject, but she wasn't sure how much longer she could stay that way.
She reached towards him, caressing his face gently, reminded again of the love she felt this guy beside her; of how safe she felt when she was with him, and how he would look at her as if she were the only girl in the world that was able to have his undivided attention. Blair kissed him gently, hoping to convey her feelings for him before she carefully released her legs and attempted to stand on her own.
"People are going to start to wonder where we are…" Blair said reluctantly.
Chuck nodded as he took her hand in his after Blair checked herself over to make sure nothing was out of place, and led the way out of the shower room with no one the wiser. When the couple reappeared, the party looked as if they had never left. They walked over to the make-shift bar to have another drink; neither was quite ready to keep their hands off each other after what happened not five minutes ago. Chuck wrapped his arms around Blair's waist from behind as he rested his chin on her shoulder as the two took in the room, not missing anything. Not even when the Brooklyn rats decided to crash their party.
"Dan!" They heard Serena scream as she ran over to him and hugged him tightly and the brunette pair, without even realizing it, rolled their eyes in unison at the sight. Suddenly there was a loud splash and the entire room grew quiet. Blair and Chuck looked toward the pool and saw a body floating just under the surface and there was blood seeping from it.
It was the sight of the blood that caused chaos to occur, and it was Nate who first reacted, jumping into the pool to reach the guy and pull him out as he called for help and for someone to call an ambulance. Chuck and Blair made their way over to help pull the guy onto the concrete carefully along with everyone else. Blair looked over at her best friend as Serena started to speak into her cell phone explaining part of the situation and that an ambulance was needed.
Not knowing what to do, Blair leaned into Chuck as he held her as they both watched Nate attempt C.P.R. The rest of the party quickly began to scatter as the sound of a distant siren wailing, steadily growing louder. Chuck began to immediately get into action, turning Blair towards him, "Go get your things and get out, now."
Blair nodded as she began to pack up her stuff along with Kati and Iz as the girls made their way over to the exit carefully. Blair stayed by the door, waiting for Chuck to come, waving Kati and Iz to go on ahead of her. Chuck quickly gathered his stuff and as he was about to head towards the exit himself after making sure everyone was out except for the guy still lying unconscious by the side of the pool, when he saw the gold key lying on top of a table.
"Chuck, hurry up, let's go!" Blair called out to him. Chuck quickly picked up the key and made his way over to the exit, pulling Blair along. The pair came outside just in time to witness all the other students scatter into their cars and sped away. "What are we going to do?" Blair asked in a panic as they tried to figure a way out.
Before Chuck could answer they both heard their names being called, "Blair! Chuck! Over here, come on!" They looked towards the voice, feeling relief as they saw Kati and Iz waiting for them in Kati's brother's car with the engine going. The ran quickly and got in the car as Kati quickly drove away from the scene with the back door barely able to close before she drove off. It seemed as if no one was able to take a breath until they were a good five blocks away from the school, but even then the question lingered in the back of all of their minds: What was going to happen next?
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On Monday morning, everyone was talking about what happened over the weekend at the school. They were either talking about it being the greatest party of the year or they were talking about the accident that happened that caused it to end so abruptly. Blair did what she did best and kept a cool façade since, thanks to Chuck, there was no evidence that anyone other than the guy, whom she recently learned was Andrew Collins, a lacrosse player, was there that night. She should have known that things almost never worked out the way that she wanted to when it was important.
First period barely got started when the messages were sent to have two-thirds of the junior class called to an impromptu assembly. The girls sat on one side and the boys sat on the other. As Blair looked around the room as she sat beside Serena, she recognized everyone who was at the pool party on Saturday was in this room and knew that the headmasters had something.
"Thanks to the cell phone being left behind, we've got plenty of evidence of who was at the party," the headmaster spoke as he turned on the projector and flipped through a slideshow revealing pictures from the party with every one of their faces in plain view. "Lucky for you, Andrew Collins is going to be fine. Unlucky for you, we need to hold someone responsible. Ms. Queller?"
Blair sighed silently as the woman stood up, not recognizing her as she began to speak, "Hello. I'm Ms. Queller, the new Headmistress at Constance." Blair suddenly didn't think she could breathe. This was bad. This was not the kind of first impression she wanted to make on the new headmistress, but since she was raised by Eleanor Waldorf and she was Queen of Constance, Blair had perfected the art of keeping her face blank while projecting pure innocence.
"It's unfortunate that we meet under these circumstances," Headmistress Queller continued on, "But I look forward to getting to know each and every one of you. I've already talked to your parents…at least, those I could reach," Blair mentally smirked, knowing that Eleanor was in Paris for the week so she still had time to fix this, "and look forward to reading your personal essays- 10,000 words describing how you came to be on school property after hours, using alcohol and drugs, where a fellow student almost died. In other words, what the hell is wrong with you?"
The room sat with the look of disbelief at their punishment for just simply having proof that they were at the party. But after a while they each slowly began to calm down, all except Dan, this was most likely the only punishment that they were going to get so they could accept it. This Ms. Queller was new and didn't understand how the Upper East Side worked and this would be a lesson more for the new Headmistress rather than the students.
"I'll also be conducting one-on-one interviews until I discover who broke into the pool and initiated the party. That person will be expelled," the headmistress stated bluntly. "If that person is not identified, then you'll all face expulsion."
Blair began to feel lightheaded. Getting expelled would go on her transcripts and Yale would never accept someone who had been expelled for such a thing. She just had to insure that everyone kept their mouths closed after this meeting was over. Besides, only Kati, Iz, and Chuck knew the actual truth of who had the key in the first place and they all could be trusted. Blair shared a look with Serena briefly before looking forward at the headmistress quietly.
As a small group made their way out of the room they all lingered on the stairwell leading to the courtyard outside silently as if waiting for their orders. Among them were: Kati, Iz, Penelope, Hazel, Serena, Nate, Dan, and Chuck. Blair smirked as she stood across from Chuck as he leaned against the handrail quietly, letting her take the lead. "So we all know how this works."
"No one talks, No one gets into trouble," Chuck stated simply.
Nate frowned in confusion as he asked, "Who did break in, anyway?"
Chuck scoffed before stating the obvious, "I guess we don't have to worry about Nate cracking under pressure."
"So are we all agreed?" Blair asked as she shared a look with Chuck as she nodded.
The rest of the group nodded along with Blair as Serena looked around to check, pausing to look at Dan before speaking for them, "Agreed."
"Look, Blair, I-I know you have your sights set on Yale," Dan began to speak, showing how much of an outsider he truly was, "But this skull and bones stuff is a bit much, don't you think?"
Blair nodded faintly with a smirk at his statement, "Maybe, but it works…every time." With her final words, the group disbanded as Blair led the girls back up the steps to head to class with a wink over at her boyfriend as he left with Nate down the stairs. Blair noticed that Dan and Serena stayed behind to talk, but didn't worry about it. She knew that Serena would get the Brooklynite to fall in line.
There's a weak link in every chain, and it's just a matter of time before this one snaps.
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Blair felt much better after her group met and swore that they wouldn't say anything about anything. She was able to play the role of innocence with ease just like she usually did and by the time she was called in for her interview with the headmistress, she decided to take this opportunity to make as great of an impression on the older woman as she could under the circumstances.
When the Headmistress motioned for her to begin, Blair started simple with a light shrug, "I'm innocent." Blair rolled her eyes to herself as she corrected herself, "Well…except for a crime of emotions. You see, I said something stupid to someone and he said that stupid thing back, but since he said it, it felt as if he said it out of obligation. So I feel that I want to say the same stupid thing to someone else, but I feel that he would only say that stupid thing back for the same reason as the first guy." At look of confusion on the headmistress face, Blair continued on, "You look confused. Should I walk you through it?"
The headmistress shook her head, "Let's stay on point. I reviewed your record. It's pristine," Blair smiled graciously as Headmistress Queller continued on, "If Constance has a shining star, it's Blair Waldorf. I would never have expected this from you."
Blair sighed as if she were under some great burden as she looked away with precision, "I know. I'm the perfect one."
"Ms. Waldorf, who broke into the pool?" The headmistress asked bluntly.
Blair pressed her lips together as she looked at the older woman in the eye, "Like you said, my unfortunate participation in said party was entirely out of character. I don't know anything about it." Blair shrugged lightly as she finished her speech of innocence.
Meanwhile in the courtyard, Chuck stepped out of the building and saw Nate sitting alone writing something in his notebook. Deciding that now was as good a time as any, he made his way over to try and talk to him. "You're taking that paper seriously. Nathaniel, can we talk?"
"It's not a paper," Nate said as he closed his notebook and looked up at Chuck expectantly, "What do you want Chuck?"
Chuck took a seat beside Nate and decided that it was probably best to be blunt, "I wanted to say I'm sorry. I should have told you about me and Blair, but…I was worried."
Nate frowned and looked up at Chuck, "Worried about what?"
"That you'd react this exact same way. Look I know you know about my reputation, but Blair…she's different. I care about her," Chuck tried to get through to him.
Nate sighed, "After this past month, I can see you're different with her…but you have to answer me this…how long?"
"A couple of weeks before Cotillion," Chuck didn't know why he lied just then, maybe it was because he could sense that he almost had his best friend back and didn't want to run the risk of losing him again if he found out for how long him and Blair were actually together before they told everyone. Chuck mentally shrugged to himself, it was the same lie they told everyone else so he didn't worry about Nate hearing anything different. The only person who knew part of it was Serena and even she didn't have all the dates and details.
Nate nodded softly, "So you're the reason for why she was so happy? Then and now?"
Chuck smiled a little, "I like to think so. Look, you're my best friend; do you honestly think that I would risk that for something trivial?"
Nate shook his head a bit, "No. Look, man, I'm just going to need a bit of time, but don't worry about me. You've always tried to make me see how great she is," he shrugged, "I guess I just never noticed that you did."
Chuck sighed in relief at Nate's statement and knew that the two would get back to where they used to be and everything would be right in Chuck's world. Better than it ever was before. "You want to go for some herbal refreshment?" Chuck nodded over to their usual spot with a smirk. The smirk stayed the same as Nate nodded in agreement, but inside Chuck was elated at the first sign of improvement in his friendship with Nate.
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Spotted: Lonely boy learning that when the punishment fits the crime, there's no reason you can't serve your sentence in style.
The essay writing party was in full swing at Blair's penthouse by the time the Brooklyn rats made their appearance. Blair just rolled her eyes from the kitchen as she looked up from her tray of beverages she arranged to have Dorota serve to her guests, picking up a glass for herself as she walked towards her sitting room as Serena greeted her boyfriend happily.
At his naïve response of, "I thought we were going to work on papers."
Blair rolled her eyes and stated bluntly, "We are. One night at Bilboquet, Kat and Iz made out with a guy in Cornell's ethics program. They're getting tips now." Blair smirked before noticing the Brooklyn mouse filming her, "I thought I told you you couldn't film me." As Vanessa walked away, Blair motioned Serena over to follow her, "You are so naïve. Michael Moore over there is obviously just using this film to get close to Dan."
"No, she needs that grant money," Serena tried to explain, not heeding Blair's warning.
Blair just shook her head at her best friend and walked away from her, there was only so much Blair could do to make Serena see what was going on to avoid her getting hurt. And the last thing Blair needed was to have some sort of rift between her and Serena during this current crisis. As she walked over to set her glass beside the chaser lounge where Chuck was stretched out on, she looked over and paused at what she saw in his hand and hissed at him, "I can't believe you brought that here! It's evidence, give it to me." She quickly snatched it out of his hand and stuck it in the pocket of her skirt and made her way upstairs without another word, obviously a bit unnerved.
Chuck sighed as he watched her walk away from him. He knew that she was stressed out about this whole potential expulsion problem. Even if she were to get expelled, everyone knew that she could easily get back in; what Blair was worried about was that the expulsion would still be found on her school record when she applied for colleges in the fall. Just when he was about to stand up and go after her to try and calm her down, he was stopped by the peasant Brooklynite having the nerve to approach him, resulting in Chuck rolling his eyes and releasing a sigh.
"Chuck, you need to tell the truth," Dan said in what Chuck assumed was supposed to be a forceful voice.
Chuck finished off his drink, deciding to continue lying on the lounger as he responded casually, "Whatever happened to "don't speak until spoken to"?"
"I just saw you with that key. I know you had it at the party," Dan spoke self-righteously.
Chuck looked away and sighed, "Poor little Humphrey Dumpty," by this point Chuck was over the conversation as he moved to sit up on the couch as he prepared to put this vermin in his place, "Look, let me clarify something for you. Regardless of whom you're currently sleeping with, you and I come from very different worlds. In my world, if I'm suspended or expelled, a wing is donated in the Bass name."
"That sounds like quite a world," Dan said sarcastically, obviously not getting the point Chuck was trying to make.
Chuck shrugged it off, "Well, it's not perfect, I'll admit. But one thing it does offer in spades is security," Chuck placed his hand on his chest, "My family can take care of me," he moved his hand over in the general direction of the Brooklyn rat in front of him, "What do the Humphreys have to offer? Used Metro Cards? Your dad's cassingle?"
Chuck smirked at Dan's lack of response as he stood up slowly, adjusting his jacket smoothly, "And in case you were wondering, you Narc, I only took the key from the party to hide it so we didn't all get blamed…," Chuck whispered as he leaned towards Dan, "including you." Deciding that he was done here, Chuck walked around the peasant and walked upstairs after his girlfriend.
He was just outside her room when she came out, oblivious to the world around her as he reached out held onto her arm to turn her towards him. She jumped at his touch and immediately relaxed as she playfully took her arm back, "Hey, let go of me, Bass."
Chuck smirked as he stepped closer towards her, placing his hands on her hips, "Make me." He whispered as he leaned towards her and kisses her lips gently.
Blair found herself smiling as she wrapped her arms around his neck as she kissed him back, "I could you know."
"I have no doubt that you could, Waldorf," He slowly turned them around so that once again, in a matter of days, Blair found herself stuck between a wall and a very hard Chuck Bass.
She laughed softly, not minding at all as he ran his nose along with hers before he spoke again, "I know you're worried, but everything is going to be fine. Just relax."
"You don't know that," Blair said softly as she rested her head against the wall behind her.
"I do know that, because I am going to make sure of it. You are not going to lose Yale because of this," Chuck stated firmly causing Blair to smile as she felt her tension slowly seep out of her.
"Thank you," she said softly as she caressed his cheek, "So…I heard you and Nate hanged out a bit this afternoon?"
Chuck smirked and nodded, "We did. We talked a bit and he seems to be ready to move forward. I told him the same story that we told everyone else about our beginnings, but there shouldn't be any trouble with him finding out the truth. I just don't want to lose the ground that we've finally started to make. He's still a bit mad about it being kept a secret, but," Chuck shrugged a bit, "he's getting there."
Blair nodded in understanding, remembering how Nate was just this past Saturday at the party and was happy that Chuck was finally getting his best friend back. She smirked as she leaned up and kissed his lips again, "Do you even remember our beginnings?" she teased him with the game that became their specialty since the night in question.
Chuck smirked as he nodded, pressing his body against hers as he slowly moved his hands down her side, more than just a little bit grateful that she chose to wear a skirt today, "Of course I do, Waldorf. How could I possibly forget?"
Blair shuddered as he drew patterns along her thigh as he slowly moved his hand up and up her skirt; memories of their tryst in the shower room at the party flooded her mind as he spoke to her of their first 24 hours together. "I took you slowly, once, in the back of the very limo that you've grown to love so much on the eve of your birthday party."
Blair moaned as his finger brushed against her clit several times, the image he painted already making her short of breath and wet with need as she turned her head and kissed his lips hungrily. A kiss that he eagerly returned before he moved back to his favorite spot on her neck, knowing he wasn't going to have time to satisfy his own needs, but he knew she'd make it up to him later after everyone left. "The second time in that very same limo, you screamed for me….over and over again."
Blair gave a throaty laugh as she exposed more of her neck, loving how free she felt whenever she was with him in this way as she got swept away in their shared memories as she added, "If I remember correctly, you were doing some screaming yourself…that is before we went back to your suite…"
Chuck smirked and nodded as he finally slipped his fingers inside of her causing her breath to hitch before Blair leaned her head back against the wall behind her as her eyes drifted shut in pleasure as Chuck continued on with their story, "The last round, after it was over, you could barely keep your eyes open, but I have to admit it was what happened the next morning, when you returned that was my favorite."
Loving the sounds of her whimpers and moans as he increased his pace as he thrust his fingers inside of her over and over again as he continued to speak, "Remember how I ate those berries and cream off your delectable body…?" Blair nods forcefully as she bites her bottom lip to keep quiet. "How about afterwards when I was done…I feasted upon your body…"
Blair was on the brink of finding her release when the pair was interrupted by a sound coming from the stairway. Blair quickly pushed Chuck away and adjusted her skirt, "What was that?"
Chuck frowned and quickly made his way over to the stairs to find whoever it was that caught them. Pausing briefly as he spotted the Brooklyn mouse with her stupid camera, he glared at the peasant as Blair came up behind him holding his hand up towards Vanessa, "Docu-girl. I'll take that tape now."
Blair was outraged as she spotted Vanessa, "You were watching us?" She made her way closer to Vanessa on the ground floor, "This is my house. That tape belongs to me."
Vanessa quickly made a move to leave as she spoke, "Actually, this is my footage, and thanks to both of you, I think I got a new angle on my subject."
Chuck tried to grab the girl as she passed by but she quickly dodged him as Dan called out to her, "Hey, Vanessa, let's get out of here."
The couple was not having this vermin leave with that tape of their private moment. Chuck grabbed Vanessa's arm roughly as he hissed, "If you think I'm going to let you walk out of here with that tape, you're crazy."
"Let go of me," Vanessa protested as she attempted to pull away as Dan, the renowned white knight came to defend her, standing in Chuck's way.
"Hey! Stay away from her," Dan and Vanessa quickly left as Chuck glared after them. All Blair could do was feeling her panic rise as the two disappeared inside the elevator. The day had just gotten worse; she was 17 years old and she now had a sex tape! All the tension that Blair felt earlier returned with a vengeance, she wanted that tape and she wanted it destroyed, now.
xoxo
The next morning, Blair was a complete wreck on the inside as she stood with Chuck in the shadows so they wouldn't be seen or overheard. "I want that tape, Bass. And I want it destroyed." Blair demanded.
"And you will have it," Chuck agreed, "Besides maybe this is a blessing in disguise."
Blair glared at her boyfriend, "And how did you come to that conclusion?"
Chuck smirked at her, loving the sight of her angry, "What better way to distract you than a good scheme?"
Blair raised her brows, intrigued as she leaned against a nearby pillar, "You speak as if you have a plan, Bass. By all means, share."
"Let's play the classic, Angel vs Devil," Chuck smirked at her.
Blair found herself instantly loving the idea, "Very nice. Like Humphrey she tries to be ruled by her moral compass, as the Angel, I'll exploit it." Blair smirked as she looked across the courtyard where the girl in question set up her equipment.
Chuck nodded, "While I, as the devil, will play on her guilt. There's nothing she'll hate more about herself than the thought of possibly being like us. Those whom she deems are the advocates of the devil himself…"
"In the end she'll give up the tape in order to keep her conscience clear," Blair wrapped up, seeing the scheme finishing with the flourish worthy of their experience. Blair turned to her boyfriend, happy at the prospect of this game, "Shall we get started? Would you like to make the first move?"
Chuck kissed her hand gently before shaking his head, "I'm a firm believer in ladies first."
Blair kissed his lips briefly before heading inside in order to make her entrance to plead her case with Vanessa, ending up on top of the staircase in almost no time and walked down them towards where the camera was set up, walking through a group of nobodies who were standing in her way. She sighed lightly as she tucked her hair behind her ear as she asked, "May I have a word? Off camera." Blair moved the camera aside as she waited.
"Uh, sure," Vanessa said lightly, obviously sensing the real reason why Blair was there, "But I think I know what you're going to say. And I can save you the indignity of groveling by telling you right now- no way are you going to get that tape."
Blair frowned at the insult, "I wasn't going to grovel," she cleared her face and put on her queen mask with ease as she tilted her head to the side as she continued on, "And the fact that you even went there makes it clear you have no idea who you're dealing with."
"What are you going to do to me, Blair?" Vanessa laughed as she looked down at her camera, "Blackball me from eating yogurt on the MET steps? You have nothing I need."
"You put that footage in your film; you won't be able to show it. I won't sign a release," Blair threatened lightly. At this point in the game it was her job to come off as the better option in comparison to her boyfriend's role, but she was still Blair Waldorf, she wasn't the type to be a complete angel, otherwise this Brooklyn peasant would be onto her.
"I'm not looking for a distribution deal," Vanessa explained with a shrug, "just a local arts grant so I can pay my rent."
Blair filed away the information she just acquired as she lifted her head a bit, "And that's how you're going to win? By showing an intimate moment between two people in their own home? I didn't realize that it was that kind of art contest."
Vanessa paused for a moment as she looked at Blair, and Blair knew that she hit her target, but without another word, the Brooklyn mouse actually had the nerve to shoo her away, "If you'll excuse me…you're in my shot."
Blair forced a smile on her face as she turned and walked away, her part in the game done for now. She buried her anger with the art of a Waldorf as she was dismissed by someone so far beneath her that what the girl was doing in her space to begin with befuddled Blair as well as infuriated her. She glanced over her shoulder and gave a slight nod to give Chuck his cue to begin his part in the game as she headed off to class. Blair found solace that by the end of the day that tape would be in her hands and this particular mess would be finished.
As Chuck watched Blair walk away he made his way over to stand behind Vanessa, not relishing in actually touching the girl, he reluctantly tapped her shoulder forcefully. As she turned towards him, he decided to just get to the point, lifting up a very impressive wad of 100 dollar bills in cash without saying anything.
"What's that, your stripper money?" Vanessa sighed as she glanced at the money before looking at Chuck.
"$10,000 for the tape," Chuck stated bluntly as he lowered his hand holding the cash.
"You think I'd take your money?" Vanessa affronted.
Chuck smirked at the sight before him, knowing that he was right, "Yes, I do. I know girls like you. You act like money's not important. The truth is, money's important to everyone."
"And I thought Blair was manipulative," Vanessa said lightly.
"Blair's an amateur," Chuck stated as he continued to smirk as he lied through his teeth, "She thinks you're just like her. To Blair, this money is a couple of pairs of Manolos and a Chanel bag. But I know that this much cash…can make a real difference in your life."
As Vanessa paused for a moment, Chuck knew that he played his part perfectly. What surprised him was that she turned towards her camera and took out the tape inside and handed it to him with a firm, "You're sick."
Not at insulted as he took the tape from her and handed back the cash he stated, "You're welcome." Making a plan to check the tape later, because there was no way that Chuck Bass trusted this vermin to give in so easily to the devil; Chuck smirked and walked away with the tape in his pocket.
Who knew that B and C were such patrons of the arts? Call it philanthropy or bribery. It looks like everyone has their price.
xoxo
Later on that afternoon, two-thirds of the junior class was once again called to an assembly. By this time most of the interviews were finished, but not all of them, which left the junior class confused on why they were being called together so soon. Did someone confess to the crime? Did someone rat out the true culprit? The group worked themselves up so much that they didn't even notice the arrival of Headmistress Queller until she called out, "Settle down, please."
Everyone quickly settled down and looked around at each other as the older woman began to speak. "Yesterday, I talked about the serious consequences…"
As Blair listened carefully at the update of the investigation on the pool party she heard someone whisper her name from across the aisle. She looked over carefully and saw her boyfriend wave a tape as he whispered softly, "Worth every penny." Blair smiled and sighed in relief that at least that dilemma was handled for the day as she turned back towards the front as the Headmistress continued on.
"…for your dishonorable actions, and obviously, you didn't believe me." Headmistress Queller glanced around the room before she continued on, "But someone came forward today and claimed responsibility…"
Blair felt her breath caught at the Headmistress's words as Serena leaned over towards her and asked, "Do you know who?" All Blair could do was faintly shaking her head as she felt true fear for her academic future.
"For a crime he did not commit. And although I appreciate his self-sacrifice, I don't abide dishonesty." By this time Blair honestly had no idea who the Headmistress could be referring to except that someone had attempted to take the wrap for the party. "And I think it's time you all know how serious I am. Nathaniel Archibald is suspended from St. Jude's. And, yes, this will go on his transcript. Effective immediately."
Every one of the students in the room, with the exception of Nate himself, gasped in shock. Blair turned her head and looked over at her ex-boyfriend in confusion. Why would he put himself at risk like this when all he had to do was keep quiet and they would all have gotten off relatively scot free? Blair shared a look at Chuck to see if he knew anything, but he just shook his head and shrugged. He was just as shocked and confused as Blair was.
"Mr. Archibald, you know where to find the exit." As they all watched Nate leave the room with his bag, they didn't know what to think or what to do to save their friend except tell the truth. And no one was going to be that stupid. Sure, they felt bad that Nate would have this on his transcript, but he was an Archibald and a Vanderbilt, his family will find a way to have it expunged from his record. But with the drama and scandal his family was currently going through, this was the last thing they needed.
"Watch him go, students. Who wants to be next?" Blair turned forward to Headmistress Queller just as the older woman threatened, "Until one of you comes forward, we'll keep going until every last one of you has walked out that door." Blair looked over at Serena, but the blonde didn't meet her gaze, she was too busy looking over at Dan across the aisle.
After the dramatic display was finished, the Headmistress dismissed the Juniors to go back to class. Blair shared a look with Chuck as he stood up, she took his hand in hers as she spoke softly, "I'm going to go talk to him before he leaves. I'll be back soon, okay?"
Chuck nodded as his girlfriend quickly left the room to catch up with Nate. Even though he put on the façade that he wasn't shaken by the suspension of his best friend, he was more than shaken, and not for himself but for Blair. He made her a promise yesterday that he was going to make sure that she wouldn't have this on her record that she wouldn't lose Yale over this and he would do everything in his and his father's power to keep that promise to her. As he watched her go, he glanced over at Serena who was making her way over to Dan before he took out his cell phone and made a call to start the process of fixing this mess.
Blair came out into the courtyard, looking around until she spotted the familiar figure of Nate in the distance. She called out to him as she made her way over, "Nate."
He turned towards her with a soft, "Hey."
"Are you okay?" She asked in concern as she walked with him out towards the curb.
Nate carefully took a deep breath before answering, "Yeah, I'll be fine. It's uh…my parents have so much other stuff going on right now…They'll get over it. Either way, it was worth it."
Blair frowned in confusion as she stood beside him as he turned towards her as he hitched his bag over his shoulder, "Worth it?"
"Yes. Blair, I know how much your future means to you. And you've worked so hard for Yale and everything-," Nate explained briefly before he was interrupted.
"What are you talking about?" Blair asked with a light shake of her head, trying to follow where he was going with this.
"You don't have to lie. I saw the key in your bedroom," Nate raised his brow up.
Blair scoffed and closed her eyes briefly before she opened them and smiled as she explained, "That key isn't mine. I was just hiding it for someone else." As Nate looked away from her as he processed her words, Blair came to a realization, but was still confused as to the motivation, "Wait…That's why you were suspended? You told the Headmistress it was yours because you thought it was mine? Why would you do that?"
Nate shrugged, "Look, I know we haven't been on good terms lately, and that I've been basically a jerk towards you. With me and Chuck attempting to move forward, I considered this an opportunity to make an amends with you. No matter our past, I still care about you, Blair."
Blair was genuinely surprised at this turn of events; there was no way that she could have saw this coming, but she had to admit that she was happy that things were finally getting back to a place of peace amongst herself and her friends. "I care about you too, Nate."
The two share a soft smile before Nate nodded and continued on across the courtyard to the curb to head home. Both of them accepting that this was a great first step to something good, maybe even better than what it was before; all they had to do was get through this latest hurdle in their lives almost completely unscathed and the rest of it should be easy…right?
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After school Blair and Chuck went back to Blair's penthouse to watch the tape that Chuck received from Vanessa. Blair quickly went into her closet to change, not wanting to stay in her uniform longer than she had to while Chuck set up the camera that he had Arthur, his driver, bring with him when he came to pick the couple up. After declaring herself decent, Blair came out in her new outfit, feeling much better as she ran a brush through her hair and slipped on a new headband before making her way over to Chuck with a smile.
Chuck smirked as he took her in and couldn't help but kiss her ruby red lips before pulling her down to sit beside him on her lounger as the video loaded. The two leaned close together to look at the view screen, but in the end neither of them should have been even remotely surprised to find that the tape was a complete blank.
"I guess it's up to me," Blair sighed softly as she rested her chin on Chuck's shoulder.
Chuck pursed his lips and shook his head, "I have to give her a bit of credit."
"Bite your tongue," Blair scolded as she lifted her head and looked at him with a glare, not even going to let on that she felt the same in this instance. But she knew she didn't quite pull it off when she saw the smirk on her boyfriend's lips as he just looked at her.
The duo looked towards Blair's door at the sound of the elevator bell signaling that Blair had a visitor. Blair frowned as she stood up and motioned for Chuck to stay in her bedroom as she headed downstairs to see who it could possibly be. Ironically, it was the subject of the couple's thoughts herself, standing in Blair's foyer. Blair held in her joy, knowing what this meant, as she put a look of disdain on her face as she reached the main floor, asking, "What are you doing here?"
Blair stood in front of Vanessa as she crossed her arms over her chest as Vanessa spoke, "I brought this for you."
Blair looked at the tape in the Brooklynite's hands before looking at the girl in the eye as she asked, "What's the catch?"
"I know this might come as a shock, but not everyone operates from an agenda," Vanessa explained, having the nerve to sound so self-righteous, but Blair knew better. Whether she knew it subconsciously or not, Vanessa was doing this to clear her conscience. "In fact, some people do things simply because it's the decent thing to do." Vanessa continued to blather on before finally offering up the tape to Blair, "Smash it, burn it, whatever."
Blair took the tape lightly, careful not to touch the girl. The last thing she needed was to catch something. "What about the one you gave to Chuck?" Blair asked acting as if she had no idea that the first tape was a blank.
Vanessa chuckled as she explained, "It's blank, which I'm sure he'll be thrilled to discover. And about what's on that tape- I didn't make copies of it, so you're safe." With those words, Vanessa turned around and left Blair's home, hopefully for the last time.
Blair smirked once the elevator doors closed and turned her head slightly to the side, knowing who she would see standing above her on the landing. She lifted her tape in the air before motioning him to come down so they could check it. Chuck found himself smirking as well as he came to stand by her side, taking the tape and putting it in the camera. Immediately the tape began to play their provocative scene from the night before.
Blair turned towards Chuck as she watched them together, Chuck spoke softly, "We look good together, Waldorf. Maybe one day we could do this on our own terms?"
Blair scoffed softly, "After this experience, I'm going to have to say no. Not for a very, very long time."
Chuck smirked as he turned towards his girlfriend, pulling her close, "I think I could persuade you…"
Blair smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck, "You could try, but if I catch a camera within our vicinity while we're in a compromising position without my say so, you will be severely punished. And not the kind of punishment you like."
"As you wish my Queen, for now," Chuck kissed her softly, "Would you at least be open to watching it with me before I destroy it?"
"Mmm, unfortunately I have an errand to run," She kissed his lips before backing away from him, "But feel free to enjoy the show alone. We'll celebrate our victory later."
Chuck sighed as he watched her leave and looked down at the camera in his hand before shrugging, deciding that he may as well enjoy it while it lasted, because there was no way that Blair was going to let him keep it after the day was over, and he headed home to have a bit of private time with his new favorite video as he plotted up ways to get his girlfriend to agree to making one of their own with their consent.
Meanwhile in another burrow, Blair considered the last bit of her plan a success as she walked into the deli where she knew Vanessa worked. As she explained to Vanessa before, Blair didn't see the good in people, she saw the truth, and the truth is she didn't trust the Brooklynite. Despite her "good girl" words of self-righteousness about doing the right thing, etc, Blair refused to take it at face value. The way she saw it was if the peasant was sincere about her words, she would have given the tape up last night before she left, or, heck, she wouldn't have even videotaped them in the first place. Deny it all she wanted but she just wanted to make Blair and Chuck squirm; the only thing was that with Vanessa giving Blair the tape without asking for anything in return, left Blair vulnerable to a favor later and the last thing that Blair would ever want to be was indebted to the Brooklynite.
As Blair carefully walked into the Deli, she couldn't help but grimace at the sight around her. There was a reason why Blair Waldorf was considered a snob and she was more than accepting of this label as she walked further inside. The people here practically screamed lower-middle class, with their bad fashion tastes and haircuts. How Serena was able to stand being around these people on a regular basis was beyond Blair as she worked at avoiding touching anything or anyone as she arrived at the register where Vanessa was fiddling with some coffee machine.
Blair sighed before she cleared her throat to inform the girl of her presence. As Vanessa turned around, Blair spoke, "I'll be brief."
Vanessa looked surprised as she responded, "And…I'll be not interested."
Blair rolled her eyes before she asked in an insulted tone, "Is that how you speak to the person who just paid your rent for a year?"
"What did you just say?" Vanessa asked as she leaned towards Blair.
Blair raised her eyebrows up as she smiled in glee, her voice dripping in sarcasm, "Congratulations, Vanessa. You just won 365 more days in your Ikea-furnished closet."
"You went to my building? You talked to my landlord?" Vanessa asked, looking confused.
"No, I don't speak Ukrainian, but I do speak envelope of cash." Blair smirked as she shrugged lightly, "And he understood me perfectly."
"I can't believe you," Vanessa said in disbelief, shaking her head slowly.
"Blair Waldorf is not indebted to anyone, no matter how much I appreciate what you did," Blair spoke firmly. Not mentioning that she paid the landlord a little bit extra so she could go through Vanessa's apartment for a thorough check to make sure that there weren't any copies of the tape to miraculously pop up later. Luck favors the prepared.
Vanessa chuckled a bit, "You're welcome, I guess?"
"Good. Now this transaction is finished," Blair beamed, "And I'm free to return to disliking you." Blair sighed contently.
"I wouldn't have it any other way," Vanessa said with a smile as she watched Blair turn to leave.
Blair paused before she got too far and turned back towards Vanessa, "Oh, and one more thing. If you didn't pay your rent with it, what did you do with Chuck's money?"
Vanessa looked away briefly before she answered, "I may have created a medical grant for teens with genital herpes…in his name."
Blair couldn't help but laugh a bit at the answer before turning away and heading home. There are worse things that Vanessa could have done with the money, so Blair figured that the final move was played. Besides, with Chuck's reputation before he and Blair were together, it seemed a bit fitting for the former womanizer. Blair sighed as she slipped into a waiting cab, glad that this particular dilemma was over. When she heard her phone go off, informing her that she had a text message; when Blair checked the message, she smiled brightly as she released a sigh of relief. The entire message said simply: It's finished, just like I promised. -C
xoxo
That evening Chuck found himself in a room in the Palace Hotel, but it wasn't his usual suite and this time he wasn't alone with a prostitute like he would have been last year, or with his girlfriend as was usual the past few months. This time he was with his father and Lily along with Serena and Eric. He wasn't drinking scotch like he usually did; he was raising his glass of champagne as his father spoke softly to the group in a toast, "It's a rare occasion to celebrate the merging of two families. And I couldn't be happier to be here tonight to celebrate Lily's acceptance of my proposal."
As the older couple tapped their glasses together lightly, Chuck smirked and took a sip from his own glass of champagne as they stood together. He couldn't help but notice that Lily didn't look as, what he assumed, a blushing bride should be. He overheard Eric and Serena talking about how off Lily seemed for someone who had just announced her engagement and decided to do what he did best, distract.
He walked over to stand behind Serena and wrapped an arm around her shoulder as he asked, "How glad are you to see our families merge, sis?"
"So glad that if you ever call me that again, it'll be the last thing you ever say, Chuck," Serena threatened as she shoved his hand off of her shoulder and turned towards him.
Chuck smirked, not taking the blonde's threat seriously, "I love it- our first brother/sister squabble. I hope you're going to make yourself available for more missed childhood memories," as Serena turned her head away in disgust, Chuck smirked over at Eric and winked, showing that he wasn't serious, which resulted in the younger Van Der Woodsen smiling to himself into his glass as Chuck continued on, "Bathing together, for example."
The group was called over for appetizers not too much later. Chuck wrapped an arm around Eric's neck with a grin as the two walked over to the table together and sat down beside each other. Yes, it was definitely going to be quite easy to get under Serena's skin whenever Chuck felt bored, but he had to admit that he did enjoy Eric's company. If he was forced to have a younger brother, Chuck admitted that he wouldn't have been able to pick a better option for himself.
Not to mention that every time he glanced over at Serena she was constantly rolling her eyes and continued on with her silent tantrum at being the odd girl out and not being the usual center of attention. It didn't take her long before she got up and went over to the couch to sit by herself with a sigh. Chuck rolled his eyes at Serena's dramatics as Lily came over towards him and Eric; sensing that she wished to speak to Eric alone, Chuck got up to refill his glass with more champagne just as his father went and sat beside Serena. At the sight of Serena's frown and quick turn of her head towards Bart, he knew that Bart just told her of what he did to help Serena get out of the mess regarding the pool incident.
Chuck smirked as he took a sip from his glass before casually making his way over to sit on Serena's other side after seeing his father finished talking. He rested his hand on Serena's arm and spoke softly, "I was just looking out for my family," Serena threw his hand off of her with a sigh before Chuck continued on, "The new Van der Woodsen/Bass library should be completed for Eric's graduation."
Bart actually chuckled as he spoke to the two teens, "I can see that Lily and I are going to have our hands full with the two of you." Chuck laughed with his father as Serena quickly stood up, obviously upset.
"Will you excuse me? I need some air," She spoke quickly as she left without waiting for an answer. As Chuck watched the blonde leave the suite with her coat, he took a sip from his glass. He honestly thought that Dan was being more of an influence on Serena if her reaction was anything to go by. The kicker was that she honestly thought she got out of the situation just by pure luck. That some palms didn't need to be greased in order to keep her at the school.
Headmistress Queller was a hard nose, but after this event she learned her lesson along with Serena. They live in the world of privilege and with that privilege came the bonus of doing what they wanted with only paying the bare minimum, if any, consequences. Serena was just naïve enough to think that she had a choice in the matter of which way the wind blew. She was going to be the step-daughter of Bart Bass; the days of actually paying the consequences for her actions were long gone as long as Bart was willing to cover it up.
Chuck knew this better than most people if not all, and it was why he called his father after that dreaded assembly after Nate was suspended. He knew that Serena was going to crack thanks to her Brooklyn rat, so he found a way to fix the problem quickly and quietly so Queller wouldn't attempt to suspend anyone else, especially Blair. Chuck turned towards his father and raised his glass in a silent thank you. To which Bart just nodded before squeezing his shoulder gently before standing up and heading over to the table where Lily and Eric now sat.
After Cotillion, Chuck made it a point to keep his promises when it came to his girlfriend and no one, not even Serena, was going to prevent him from doing just that.
A/N: There we go! I gave you not one, but twolemons in this chapter! What did you think of them? Nate and Chuck and Blair are slowly making progress to being friends again in this chapter, but don't forget that next chapter is going to be a revamp of It's a thin line between Chuck and Nate episode so the trio has a few bumps in the road ahead. Did you love the impromptu scheme? Did you love anything in this chapter? Did you hate it? Review and tell me all about it!
How do you think it's going to go down next week? Is Blair going to end up the way she did in the series? Is she going to be dethroned? What about Jenny Humphrey? What about the hidden meaning in regards to Chuck's cuff links? All these questions will be answered along with a few more in the next chapter and I honestly have to say I'm excited to see how you guys will react!
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