A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for the delay but I finally have an update! I'm leaving for vacation in a few hours and made a huge effort to have this up before I left. It's not as edited as it usually is, so please bear with it. Anyway, enjoy and leave a review please! I'd love to hear your thoughts.

Side Note: I'm sorry I didn't respond to everyone's review! I took the time to finish this chapter in time before I left, but I'll reply to them when I come back.

Chapter 8: The Queen Wears Waldorf Designs

Evelyn rolled onto her side, the melody of Closer, playing as her alarm clock. She groaned, slapped the alarm clock to shut it up, before rolling back onto her other side. It was Monday morning, and fortunately, her first day of classes.

The day after arriving in New York had been uneventful, as Evelyn just got settled in and acquainted with important places in Manhattan. She had all she needed for her first day and was ready to take Manhattan by storm.

Her door opened quietly. Someone shuffled in, over to her window and pushed the curtains open. Light illuminated the room, jolting Evelyn in an upright position. She squinted at the cloudy skyline. It wasn't sunny, but it wasn't dark out either.

Evelyn's eyes adjusted to the light, and her eyes fell on a middle-aged woman. In her room. The woman's hair was slicked back in a bun, and she wore what looked to be a uniform. The woman smiled, not uttering a word.

Before she could talk, her brother Chuck appeared at her door.

"I see you've met Ina, your personal maid."

Evelyn rubbed her eyes and blinked rapidly. He was already dressed and looked perfect. "My personal maid?" She couldn't believe it. She should have suspected it after Arthur the limo driver, and the maid who served them dinner, but was there anything they didn't hire someone to do?

He nodded, and stepped away from the doorframe. "She'll do anything you ask her. Buff your shoes, serve breakfast in bed, whatever you want."

"Oh, well that's.." Evelyn fumbled on her words.

"Clearly something you're not used to," He smirked. "Welcome to the high life sis. You'd better get going, shower, eat whatever you usually do. It's already half past seven."

"Already?" Evelyn threw the covers off her legs. She noticed Chuck was already ready in uniform. Ina returned inside her room and placed her uniform on the unmade bed.

"I have to wear a skirt?" Evelyn scrunched her nose in disgust. She looked to her brother for help.

"There's a strict dress code, but most girls accessorize their outfits so it's not really that enforced."

"So I can wear pants?" Evelyn asked hopefully.

He shook his head. "No."

Evelyn crossed her arms. "But you said it's not enforced-"

"It's been tried and failed before."

Evelyn groaned. "Fine."

Chuck chuckled. "You'll get used to it. Breakfast is ready if you want it."

"I'll be out there in a minute. I'm just going to change."

"You don't shower in the morning?"

"No way. It takes away more time to sleep. I prefer to shower at night. Is that a problem?" It was her turn to smirk back.

He nodded and looked at her curiously. "Not at all." He walked out of her room as Evelyn shut the door behind him. She padded into her personal bathroom and performed her morning ritual. Brushed teeth, flossed, washed face and groomed hair.

She then pulled on her uniform skirt and pressed button down shirt. Evelyn checked to her reflection before grabbing some breakfast. Only Bart, Eric and Chuck were seated at the table.

"Where's Serena?" Evelyn asked.

"I think she went to meet up with Blair."

"Oh," Evelyn replied. She had no idea who Blair was, and didn't bother to ask.

"We should get going. We're going to be late," Eric said, looking down at his watch.

Evelyn sighed, picked up an apple and said goodbye to her father. Butterflies were fluttering in her stomach. She didn't think she'd be this nervous, but she was. For what was to come.

Chuck watched his sister tug her skirt as far down as she could. Her lips pursed together, and she looked so uncomfortable in her skirt, it amused him. Practically everything she did amused him because she was so different. Not weird, but unlike any girl he'd ever met before. And he met a lot of girls. That's saying something.

The first time he met her all he could see was her eyes. They were as sharp and cool as their father's. Yet, she had that Bass look about her; dark features, tanned skin like Bart, and smirk. The Bass smirk.

He'd only known her for a couple days, but already Chuck took a liking to his sister. She was smart, and innocent. Nobody on the Upper East Side was like it. They'd done almost everything and anything so there was little left to explore. She was new, and most times unreadable.

That was before she started talking about hockey with Bart. The bright look in his father's eyes when she started yammering off about hockey like a pro, he'd noticed something he'd never seen before. Bart had never looked at him like that. He never looked proud, interested or happy to see him. Like a balloon deflating, Chuck considered that maybe this wasn't a good idea after all. Maybe having a family wasn't worth it.

But of course it was worth it because she was just so damn interesting. And she liked him for him. She had no idea he was a playboy. She had no idea he did drugs or drank scotch daily. She had no idea the gossip about him, or what people labeled him as. She didn't necessary know what he did but liked him as a person; as a big brother.

Bart especially reminded him to be on his best behavior, but Chuck didn't need to be told. He wanted to make a good impression, wanted to impress his sister. It was the first time he's ever wanted to do so but it turned out well.

Chuck turned to his sister. "You really hate wearing that don't you?"

She shifted uncomfortably. "Hate would be too strong a word. I loathe it. "She tugged the skirt sharply. "It's not even the skirt that's annoying; it's the pantyhose that's uncomfortable!"

Chuck smirked. She tried to tug at her skirt one last time before collapsing into the limo seat. She sighed with frustration, and crossed her arms. "So tell me about school. Is there anything I should be expecting?"

Eric, whose face was knitted in concentration, typed away on his phone. He looked up. "Well there's Gossip Girl-"

"Gossip what?" Evelyn interrupted.

Chuck intervened. "Gossip Girl is blogger who sends mass texts and email to us about us. Things we did, stuff we said. She has her own website."

Evelyn knitted her brows together. "So she stalks you guys?"

Eric shook his head. "No. People send anonymous tips to her about our whereabouts. She just posts them on her website and boom. Instant scandal."

Evelyn didn't respond immediately. "I'm sorry, why do you let her do this?"

"We don't- well not always. She has sources everywhere. It's impossible to escape, so you just have to deal with it," Eric explained.

"Does she use your names?"

"She uses our initials. So if she were to talk about you, she'd name you E or something," Chuck answered.

Eric stretched out his palm. "Give me your phone. I'll add her to your contacts so you'll stay in the loop. Since you're new here and coming with us, you'll defiantly be talked about today."

"What for? Nobody knows me but you guys and Serena."

And Nate, Chuck thought silently. He'd have to introduce them soon. "That's true, but you'll become a mystery everyone wants to solve."

Evelyn looked skeptical. "So… will people know were related?"

"Bart and Lily want to keep it under wraps before you're introduced properly to society. So you'll just go by your legal name."

"Evelyn Ainsley."

Chuck nodded. "Exactly."

Eric handed back her phone. She felt her phone vibrating and sure enough, a text message from Gossip Girl was in her mailbox.

Chuck felt his own phone vibrate and he checked the message.

Gossip Girl here, and welcoming you to the New Year. Word is, Serena Van der Woodsen tangoed in the New Year with non-other than her ex Lonely Boy. It's nice to see the two love birds start the year off on the right foot. It's too bad the same can' be said for Queen B. There are no sources to confirm what her best friend Blair Waldorf did. I guess that means Queen B was all alone when the clock tolled twelve.

"This is ridiculous. Who's Lonely boy? And does S stand for Serena?" She glanced back to her phone.

"Lonely boy is Daniel Humphrey. Whatever you do, please stay away. He's not worth your time," Chuck said sternly.

"Okay… I'll keep that in mind."

Chuck looked back at the text. Blair alone on New Year's? It couldn't be possible in Chuck's mind. If anything, this could mean something was wrong. He pushed away the thought that it could have been related to him.

"Wait a second… Queen B? You guys have a Queen? What the hell?"

Chuck didn't say anything. Evelyn still had a lot to learn about the Upper East Side. She had a lot to learn. And talking badly about Blair around Chuck would be a no-no.

"It's just a nickname really," Eric replied. "You'll see. It's only Blair Waldorf. She and her minions aren't that bad. Unless you provoke them."

"Should I be scared?"

"No. Just stay out their way, and they'll stay out of yours," Eric shrugged.

The limo halted to a stop. Chuck slung his bag over his shoulders and got out first, holding the door open for Evelyn and Eric.

"I just have to go talk to someone. I'll meet you in first period." Eric turned and scurried off.

Chuck turned to Evelyn, closing the limo door shut. "Are you ready?"

He noticed her blue eyes beheld wearily at him. Chuck could tell she was fighting several emotions before putting on a strong font. She nodded.

He pushed her back lightly in the direction of the open gates, forcing his sister to move. "Let's go."

As they walked side, by side, the Basses entered the front gates, oblivious to the flashing cameras that followed behind them.

I can do this, Evelyn chanted in her head.

I can do this, I can do this. There's nothing to worry about. No one to fear. It's just another day at school. Just a different school with impeccably dressed people.

How bad could it be?

Evelyn was glad her brother was walking with her, guiding her to the office. She'd be so lost if he wasn't there to show her the routes.

Chuck and Evelyn climbed the steps. Chuck explained how originally, the school had only been called St. Judes, but recently merged with Constance school for girls, making it a co-ed private school. Evelyn felt several eyes trained on her and her brother. Girls glared at her, while guys gave her a once over.

The Basses turned right, and followed the path into a hallway. "Why were they staring at us?"

Chuck smirked. "It's because I'm Chuck Bass."

Evelyn giggled. "What is that, a tagline of yours?"

Chuck shrugged. "You could say that."

A couple minutes later, Chuck and Evelyn arrived at the main office. Evelyn was given her timetable and locker number. Grade 10 Introductory Chem. What the hell did that mean? Evelyn thought. The same was written for physics which she had the period after. After her lunch period, she had grade ten instrumental music, and grade ten advanced functions class.

Chuck showed her where her locker was. "So basically this school is a square really?"

"You'd have to be an idiot to get lost, which I trust you're not." She met his smirk.

"How nice of you to say," Evelyn placed her slim hand over her heart dramatically, "I'm so touched." She chuckled, and tossed her books she didn't need into her locker.

"You know where the basics now so I'm going to go see my friend Nate. Just text me or Eric if you need anything."

"Okay," Evelyn smiled meekly. "Thanks Chuck."

His usual smirk replaced with a genuine smile. It was brief, but it was there. Evelyn would swear to it. She watched her brother disappear around the corner before picking up her bag. She felt her cellphone vibrate and saw another new message from Gossip Girl.

I spy with my little eye, someone who isn't B at C's side. Who's the mystery girl C? I'm sure Blair Waldorf wants to know.

They really weren't kidding, Evelyn thought miserably. She shut her locker door and slung her bag over her shoulder.

This whole Gossip Girl person (if it was a person) freaked Evelyn out. Why people held such a fascination with documenting select student's every move, she couldn't comprehend.

What was there spy cameras hidden in every corner of the school? To Evelyn, this level of spying was extremely creepy.

Click, clack, click, clack, click, clack-

Evelyn jerked her body around just in time to face five girls approach her. They all dressed the same preppy style. Just like Chuck said, the girls accessorized their outfits differently but all had one thing in common. Headbands.

"I believe we haven't met." The brunette smiled angelically to her. The girl looked as perfect as a china doll with flawless makeup and her hair perfectly curled. It was all held in place by her tied up red bow of a headband.

"I'm Blair Waldorf," her smile tightened. Figures, Evelyn thought briefly.

"So who are you exactly?"

"Evelyn Ainsley. I just moved here, hence, why we never met."

Blair glared at her. I probably shouldn't have said that, Evelyn thought. She bit her tongue hard, and hoped it would stop her sharp tongue.

Evelyn couldn't help but notice the other girls waited for the brunette to respond. It was like she was the leader. It must have been what Eric was talking about, Evelyn thought.

"Since you are new, I'll let that little… statement go," Blair smiled once again, but her eyes were angered. What is with this girl? Evelyn thought.

Evelyn bit her tongue before she replied curtly, "Thanks."

"That's better," the Blair shrugged before continuing, "Now since your new here Evelyn I have a little tip. From all of us, we should warn you to… stay away from Chuck Bass."

Evelyn crinkled her brows. "Why?"

"It's just-you should be careful around someone like Chuck."

What was that supposed to mean? Evelyn wondered.

"Thanks for the tip," Evelyn replied coolly.

Blair's smile dropped. She stepped forward, and even in her heels Blair needed to look up at Evelyn. "You might be new here, but let me clarify something. I'm the crazy bitch that runs everything here. Got it?"

Evelyn swallowed, but kept her blue eyes sharp and stoic. "Got it."

Blair stepped back again, and smiled. "I'm glad we got that sorted out. All the best with you," Blair scanned her from head to toe, looking at her with disgust and pity, "and Chuck."

The pack of girls glided past her, all of them parting with hard glares on her face.

So apparently my brother and I are dating, Evelyn thought, and this Blair Waldorf who I just met hates me.

Great.

Chuck sauntered down the halls in search for Nate. After helping his sister, he couldn't find his best friend anywhere. Chuck gazed down the hallway and spotted his familiar blonde friend, at his locker.

Nate turned as Chuck approached with a smirk on his face.

"So a new mystery girl eh?" Nate chuckled.

Chuck rolled his eyes. "You bought into that Archibald? I didn't know you subscribed to Gossip Girl."

"Well, usually I don't check her blasts but when I woke up, I took a walk in the park. For some reason whenever I wake and bake I tend to read Gossip Girl." Nate looks up deep in thought before he shook his head. "Anyway, that's where I was by the way this morning. I would've texted you to come but you were busy apparently."

"You know perfectly well who that was, I was just showing her around and preparing her for the Constance girls."

"How nice of you Chuck, I didn't think you had it in you," Nate joked.

"Enough with the sass Archibald," Chuck snarled.

"Well, I hope whatever you told her helped, because you know how Blair is with the new girls. "

Chuck reminisced of a time when he and Blair conspired against this French exchange student last year. Her name was Monique, and the girl transferred out in less than two weeks. It was a new record for Chuck and Blair.

"I'll be out on the lookout." Chuck retorted. He looked out of the window to the courtyard and his gaze fell onto Blair, who was accompanied with her minions.

"Hey listen, I'm going to meet Vanessa for lunch. I'll see you later?"

"You're with Punky Brewster now? Archibald, I'm having trouble keeping up here," Chuck smirked.

"Her name is Vanessa and I surely don't compare to your experiences. Catch ya later." Nate waved and disappeared down the hallway.

Chuck leaned in the doorway of the courtyard lazily. He found Blair's gaze and locked eyes with her. He watched as she excused herself from her minions and stormed toward him.

"Is there something you want to tell me Bass?" Blair hissed. She pushed him back, causing Chuck to lose his balance momentarily.

"Happy New Year to you too," Chuck glared back at her. What was her problem now? Chuck thought. Was this about New Year's?

He straightened up, and adjusted his suit jacket, embroidered with his St. Jude's crest. Her familiar sweet perfume filled him of her presence. He didn't realize how much he missed her until that moment, when she was so close to him.

"It would have been better if someone didn't come back with baggage." She crossed her dainty arms across her chest.

Baggage. The word stung Chuck in a way he never felt before. That was his family Blair was talking about. And he didn't like it.

"I'm sorry but that baggage is a person. She has a name you know," Chuck snapped.

"Oh yes Evelyn was it? We met. I made sure I became… acquaintanced with her." Blair smirked. "I'm just surprised. I thought Chuck Bass didn't do girlfriends." Her eyes flashed with hurt.

Chuck looked back at Blair perplexed. "Girlfriend?"

"Haven't checked Gossip Girl yet? Coming to school with a girl no one's seen before? Usually you like to make your conquests known, but since no one knows her, it's leading people to think otherwise."

"Well tell your sources that they are wrong. Evelyn is just…" His sister. Which he isn't allowed to tell yet. Maybe he can tell Blair? Chuck already told Nate, but Blair's glaring eyes seemed to not reflect hate but something else.

Was Blair Waldorf… jealous?

Chuck studied her. It's not like they were a couple or anything. Sure they had a nice time at the Snowflake Ball- as friends- but they agreed to wait.

Chuck observed Blair's rigid posture. Her eyes were hard and menacing, just like they were when Serena got Nate's attention in grade school when Blair liked him.

Maybe, maybe this was an opportunity?

"Are you jealous Waldorf?"

Blair rolled her eyes. "As if. I have better things to worry about than you parading a girl on your sleeve. I'm just curious is all. And you failed to continue your answer."

"Oh, well she's visiting from Connecticut for the semester." This was true, "I was showing her around today."

"Well, I gave her a warning you know. The girl clearly doesn't know what she's gotten herself into."

"She'll be fine. Thanks for your concern." Chuck smirked.

Blair glared at him. They held a steady gaze before she turned to leave.

"Jealousy looks good on you Waldorf!" Chuck called after her.

Blair turned, her hands balled up into fists. "You're delusional as per usual to even consider that." She didn't say anything else but returned to her minions, a smile plastered on her face. Chuck smirked and realized that the games will never stop between them. Another one, had just begun. Unwittingly, Chuck made the first move.

Evelyn Bass just snapped her lock shut on her locker as her-technically stepbrother- Eric approached her.

After her eventful morning, Evelyn was just happy to have a break. Her morning classes were defiantly not the same caliber as those from her old school. Here, the classes moved five times faster, and covered topics she hadn't even heard of. It was a struggle to keep up.

"How's your first day been so far?" Eric asked kindly.

Evelyn smirked. "Well besides already being on Gossip Girl, having a run-in with Blair and already being swamped in homework? Its been great!"

Eric chuckled and started walking down the hall. Evelyn followed alongside him. "You'll get used to Gossip Girl soon enough. After a while, you just learn to tune her out and build a thick skin. At least she didn't' say anything bad about you."

"She didn't say anything bad yet. And besides, tell Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie to move over, because Chuck and I might be the newest, couple!"

Eric locked his eyes on hers wearily. "You heard about that too?"

"People have been talking and staring all morning. I'm not blind or deaf for that matter."

"Well don't worry about it. It's just rumors. They'll blow over eventually," Eric said reassuringly.

"I hope so," Evelyn muttered.

Eric and Evelyn pushed open the front doors of the school, and stepped down the staircase to the front gates. Evelyn followed Eric, as he turned right outside the gates, and they continued to walk down the sidewalk.

"So where are we going for lunch?" Evelyn asked who kept her stride alongside Eric.

"There's this bakery a couple blocks away that I usually go to. It's really good."

Evelyn nodded. "Cool."

A few minutes later, Eric opened the door to the bakery. It jingled, announcing their presence. Evelyn entered, and thanked her stepbrother. He followed suit, and they ordered Panini sandwiches.

Evelyn took a bite of her sandwich, the gooey provolone cheese stringing out of the bread. She wiped her mouth with a napkin; in hopes she didn't appear to be a total slob when she ate.

"Do you know a girl named Blair Waldorf?" It had been bothering her all morning, what the hell this girl's issue was. Evelyn was going to ask Chuck, considering Blair told her to stay away from him, but she thought maybe Eric might have an answer.

"Blair? I've known her since I was little. She's been my sister's best friend since they were in preschool."

"Oh yeah! You mentioned it this morning didn't you?" Evelyn rolled her eyes at her stupidity. She remembered she didn't think much of Serena's friend. She didn't know Serena was best friends with Blair. How they were friends, Evelyn still didn't know. It didn't make sense.

"Did she… do anything to you?" Eric questioned cautiously. His brown orbs seemed, worried.

"Aside from trying to intimidate me, no." Evelyn shrugged. She tried to act like it wasn't a big deal, but she knew that she shouldn't get on Blair's bad side and just listen to what she said. Whenever she tried, a couple times earlier that day, she'd been unsuccessful.

"Wait- what did she say to you?"

Evelyn blinked her blue eyes back at him. Why was this such a big deal? Evelyn had dealt with bullies before she knew how to handle them for the most part. "She said something like 'I'm the crazy bitch who runs everything around here,' or something like that. She seems a little psycho to me."

"You have to be careful with Blair. She can be-how can I say this? She's narcissistic. She likes to inflict pain on others. Believe me, I've seen it," Eric dropped his intense gaze and mumbled, "I've been a part of it."

It was clear that Eric thought he didn't speak loud enough for Evelyn to hear. But she'd heard every word he said. What kind of power did this girl have on everyone?

"What do you mean you've been a part of it?"

Eric avoided her steely eyes. "She schemes against people who she doesn't like, or goes against them. I've… helped her before."

She didn't believe him. How could someone as kind and down to earth help hurt someone?

"What did you do?" Evelyn pressed. She wanted to know what she was dealing with. Maybe Eric wasn't as trustworthy as she thought.

"I-well, I should first tell you that-that I'm gay." Eric brought his eyes back to hers.

Evelyn remained unmoved. Eric didn't seem like an openly gay man but it didn't bother her at all. She would have never guessed otherwise. "And?"

Eric blinked back at her. "You don't care?"

Evelyn shrugged. "Why should I? If that's how you feel than good for you."

Eric smiled. "I wish my mom could've seen it the same way."

Evelyn's eyes narrowed. "Lily? Does she know?"

He nodded. "Yes, but she didn't take the news that well at first."

"Oh," Evelyn took another bite of her sandwich.

"Yeah… but anyway, I was seeing this guy Asher last year. Nobody knew, and he had a girlfriend to cover it up. I wanted to go public but he refused. Asher wouldn't admit that he was seeing me." Eric paused and chewed his Panini thoughtfully. "Blair was knocked off her throne and in order for her to gain favor and win it back, I gave her pictures of us… well you know together."

Evelyn nodded, and swallowed that last bit of her sandwich. Trying hard not to imagine what those pictures could have looked like. "You were hurt weren't you?"

Pain flickered across his eyes. "Yes. So I helped her humiliate Asher for revenge. I was just so angry Evelyn. I didn't want to lie to my friends and family anymore."

Evelyn never would have thought Eric was so… lonely. He didn't seem like the type, always happy, and easy to get along with. She couldn't imagine how alone he must have felt.

"I don't blame you. It must have been hard to feel that way and not have anyone to talk to."

"Actually I did find someone to talk to. "

"Who?"

A small smile tugged at his lips. "Your brother."

"Really?" Evelyn asked. She wasn't shocked by it, but she knew so little about her brother as of yet, she was glad to know he helped Eric get through his pain.

"Yup. He was the first person I told. Well, aside from my therapist."

Therapist? Evelyn thought. She didn't ask about it, not wanting to push the envelope any further.

"That's good," Evelyn offered lamely. She sipped her bottle of orange juice, it's sweetness trickling down her throat.

"But back to Blair. She is considered the 'queen' of Constance. Was she with a group of girls?"

"Um yeah, there must have been at least four of them."

Eric nodded. "Figures. Those girls are her minions. They do anything she says or wants, and they have status in school."

Was this real? Evelyn thought. Sure, at her old school in Connecticut there was a distinct popular crowd, nerds, drama kids, stairwell kids, all the likes. But to have a school with just rich popular kids and another social hierarchy on top of that was insane.

"Why do they go along with it? Don't they ever speak up for themselves?"

"Not if they want to face social suicide."

Evelyn remained unconvinced. "Aren't you being a little over dramatic? What bad things could Blair Waldorf possibly do?"

Eric's expression turned grave. "Everything. There are no limits with her punishments. You don't want to mess with Blair Waldorf. Please don't do it Evelyn."

Evelyn folded her arms and frowned. "It wasn't like I was trying to. She approached me and treated me like I was beneath her. She only gave me a 'warning,'" Evelyn drew her hands up and used air quotes.

"Still Evelyn, whatever you do, just stay away from her. If she talks to you, just say the bare minimum and walk away. She'll eventually ignore you and you'll be in the clear."

"Fine. "

Something inside Evelyn stirred within her. For some reason the prospect of Blair leaving her alone, didn't seem possible. As much as she wanted to believe Eric, her gut told her that this was the beginning of many run-ins with Blair Waldorf.

Later that night, Evelyn shut her textbook and stretched her arms over her head.

"Done," Evelyn signed. She rolled her wrists in a circular motion before massaging the back of her neck. The pinch in the back of her neck was a result of her head being bent down in her books for a couple hours. It seemed her workload for this semester was already exceedingly extensive, and it was only the first day.

Evelyn yawned before she cleared off her desk and collapsed onto her bed. She reached for the cordless phone and dialed her aunt and uncle. They asked her to call them after her first day at her new school. It may seem protective of them, but Evelyn didn't mind all that much.

"Hello?" The familiar high pitch shrill comforted Evelyn. It was a hard adjustment of the loss of her voice. Whenever she needed an ear to listen, or to hear her hum a tune, she always felt comforted by her Aunt's voice.

"Hey Auntie, how are you?"

"Good, very good Evie. How was your first day?"

Evelyn sighed. "It was good. Exhausting, but good. How's work?"

"I'm glad you didn't have any problems with the adjustment." If only you knew, Evelyn thought sarcastically.

"Work is good. Oh! Before I forget, Katie called and said she hasn't heard from you. She wondered if you tried to call-"

"Oh I completely forgot!" Evelyn palm slapped her forehead.

"I gave her your number so she might call you soon."

"I'll call her first," Evelyn brushed a few strands of hair away from her face.

Her aunt yawned on the other end. "I'm going to let you go, it's been a long day and you need to get to sleep!"

Evelyn rolled her eyes. "It's not even that late. Anyway, I'll call again later this week. Things are going to get busy here."

"Okay Evie. Thanks for calling."

She could hear the smile on her Aunt's face. Even though her aunt couldn't see, she returned it. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Evelyn tossed the phone onto her bed sheets and sank into her comfortable comforter. Her eyes drooped and mind began to wander.

Evelyn wasn't sure what was to come, but she hoped this-her family- would be worth it. Evelyn's cell phone buzzed on her bed. She picked it up and reluctantly read the text.

After hours of waiting, a reliable source has solved the mystery. C's mystery girl is apparently a fresh import from Connecticut, and has already been marked by the Queen herself. I'd like to welcome you Evelyn Ainsley to the Upper East Side where we will always be watching you.

You'll learn to love me,

XOXO Gossip Girl

Great, Evelyn thought grimly. Now I'm the new topic of discussion for Gossip Girl. It was like she had been initiated into the golden circle, all because of her brother.

So much for being in the background, Evelyn pondered. She set her phone on her nightstand before she crawled under the covers. She didn't like the feeling of being watched, let alone being talked about publically for the whole world to see. However, there was nothing she could do about it.

Evelyn flicked off her lamp light before instantly falling asleep, her fears and worries forgotten. Little did Evelyn know, this was only the beginning.

A/N: Phew! Now that Evelyn experienced her first day, it's time for some bonding with her brother! Who's up for that? I know I am.

The next chapter might be a couple weeks because of the vacation I'm going on so please be patient! Other than that please take the time to review and leave me your thoughts!

Since I'll be away I'll leave a spoiler of what's to come in the next chapter:

-Mealtime with the VanDerBass's

-Chuck/Evelyn bonding time.