A/N: Sorry for such a wait. However, I'm going to have tons of time after Monday so I'm going to be working hard on my fics. Please tell me if the italics are to confusing and I will try to figure something out to make it more obvious that Chuck or Blair is talking and such. Warning: some swearing.

Chapter Three

She reads his message with an eye brow lifted higher than the other. She was slightly amused by his answer. Why? Someone was finding a personal interest in her story.

Well I look forward to reading it. Hopefully it's not as fucked up as my parents.

Blair realized she didn't know how to reply to him, she didn't even know this guy. But his replies and comments seemed as if they had been sent from another world. This intrigued her. Quickly, without thinking she replied.

Read the story and you'll find out.

Blair went back to her homework, which had been staring at her since she got home. It was almost six and she had done everything in her power to ignore it.

Moments passed and every once in a while should would refresh her page to see if this "Chuckers" username had replied.

"What's wrong with me? I don't even know this guy… he could be a total creep!" Blair told herself. She didn't care if he replied.

Until he did.

Blair had refreshed the page and noticed that she had one message. The message happened to be from Chuckers.

Why don't you just tell me what happens.

Blair quickly typed a witty response.

Are you used to getting everything you want?

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Are you used to getting everything you want?

Chuck Bass let out a large laugh. He was after all Chuck Bass. Why wouldn't he get everything he wanted?

However, once he stopped laughing, he realized he had nothing to say to that. Saying yes would make him sound weird and saying no would put the ball in her court. So, he went with the obvious answer.

I'm Chuck Bass.

Chuck waited patiently, hoping she would reply. To his happiness, she did. Within moments, he had a new message.

Well Chuck Bass, you'll have to keep reading. She messaged.

Well, what do I have to do?

I just told you.

Come on, you don't need a reader. You have tons. What is something you truthfully need?

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Blair looked at his message, stumped. Clearly, this guy 'Chuck Bass' believed that blackmailing her would get what he wants. Blair decided to leave it alone and went back to reading her reviews. Until, she receives another message.

Come on. Everyone needs something.

Blair frowned, Chuck wasn't letting up. He was right on one hand, everyone needed something; however, in her case it wasn't a something.

It was a someone.

I need a friend, a true friend.

Even though she hadn't known this guy for more than twenty minutes, he had come off as someone very cocky and self-absorbed. Did he really think she cared if he was "Chuck Bass." In the real world it won't matter if you're a Bass or Waldorf, she thought to herself. These reasons were why Blair was pleasantly surprised when he replied with a honest answer.

To tell you the truth: that's someone I need too.

A/N: I was really unsettled with the "I'm Chuck Bass" message from Chuck; however, it wouldn't have been Chuck if he had messaged "I'm Chuck." I realize maybe Chuck wouldn't have said he needed a friend; however, Chuck has a vulnerable side to him.

I just want to say that it was so sad when Chuck called Blair his wife; the look on her face was just heartbreaking. It was even sadder when she broke up with him. I mean he brought flowers! I am so looking forward to the next episode.