We spent the rest of the day together, Serena, D (now I know as Dan) and I, we went shopping. I know sounds boring for Dan but, it was actually really fun, we let Dan dress in the most hideous of all outfits. He didn't want to but, Serena made him. I could really see it, Serena was a different person and I think it was because of Dan. She was so much happier, so much louder. This was a Serena I wasn't used to but, I adored her just the same. Even though I was having the time of my life I couldn't help but, think about Chuck, there was something there, something about him...

"I'll call you tomorrow." Serena said holding on to Dan's arm. I smiled and muttered a quick 'okay' before turning and heading into the Plaza. I now had a new pretty Cesare Fabbri coat so I was no longer cold, I snuggled into the fabric as the heat from the Plaza washed over me. I walked by the main desk where the secretary smiled and greeted me.

"Evening, Miss Tasse." He said with his thick Irish accent. I smiled back and waved as I went towards the elevator, I pushed the button and waited. It took awhile but, finally the elevator made it to the lobby, what felt like seconds later the doors opened to one of the higher floors. I was about to get off but, I came face to face with Chuck. He was just leaving his suite when he saw me, I didn't move. He smiled and walked into the elevator. The doors closed behind him and I suddenly didn't care that I just passed my floor.

"If it isn't Arlette. I had a feeling I'd be running into you again." Chuck said as he leaned against the wall of the elevator. He surprised me by showing up on my floor that I was still in momentary shock, I couldn't seem to say what I wanted to, Chuck easily used this to his advantage. He seemed to think my silence was an open invitation. He kissed me. I normally would've stopped him but, something was telling me not to. Don't break the circuit, just kiss him back. I listened to the little voice and deepened the kiss between us. He pushed me against the elevator wall behind me and I took his hands in mine. Suddenly the elevator door opened and a group of people filed in, I quickly pushed Chuck away, my face red with embarrassment and my lips chapped from the kiss. I cleared my throat and avoided the people's eyes as I looked up shyly at Chuck. He wasn't looking at me but, I felt him take my hand in his. A few seconds later we arrived at me floor yet again and this time I walked out. I let go of Chuck's hand but, he still followed me out of the elevator. I smiled at him as the doors closed and finally I could talk.

"Well, that was embarrassing..." I told him as I tucked a strand of my black hair behind my ear. He grabbed my hands and gave me a peck on the lips. I felt a tingle down my entire body and I smiled against his lips until he pulled away.

"Embarrassed of kissing me?" He questioned with a raised eyebrow, he wasn't upset, he was trying to make me sweat. I quickly shook my head.

"Of course not! I meant that... um..." I tried to explain but, I was at a loss for words, he seemed to have that affect on me. Usually you can't shut me up but, somehow he could with just a glance. He chuckled slightly and kissed me again. What was going on... This was not me, I knew nothing about this boy and he knew nothing about me! How was it that we were kissing? More importantly why was I letting him, what was this grasp he had on me? I got lost in my thoughts and before I knew it he had pulled me into his suite. He stroked my hair as we sat on the couch. I pulled away momentarily, I expected him to stop and ask me what was wrong. He didn't. Instead he kissed me again, on my lips, cheek, and neck. I was starting to worry as his hands were roaming just under my shirt.

"Chuck?" I asked trying to get his attention, nothing. He was more focused on unhooking my bra. I really started to panic. I still couldn't seem to stop kissing him though. I allowed him to kiss my neck as we lay down on the couch. He was completely different right now, I couldn't tell what it was but, he wasn't listening to me anymore. Thankfully my phone rang and I pulled it out of my pocket. Chuck continued to kiss my neck but, I was still able to talk on the phone.

"Hello?" I asked my voice slightly shaking. It was my father I could tell. He always waits three seconds before saying anything. Two... one...

"Arlette? Where are you?" He asked. I smiled into the phone, a life line, this was my excuse to get out of Chuck's suite.

"I'll be there in two seconds." I said loudly hoping to finally catch Chuck's attention. I hung up the phone just as Chuck kissed me on the lips. I kissed him back for a moment before pushing him away. He leaned in to kiss me again but, I moved my head away. "I have to go."

"What?" He asked quickly as he continued to kiss my neck and face. I sat up slightly but, Chuck was very reluctant to let me go. I pushed him off before kissing him on the lips once more. I stood up off the couch so he couldn't kiss me again.

"I'm sorry... I really do have to go. My father." I kissed him quickly and headed for the door. He was still sitting on the couch not looking too pleased. I felt bad. I held onto the door's frame as I spoke. "Next time I see you okay? I promise."

Like that was going to happen. I just couldn't see him angry, I wanted him to be happy. I waved quickly before leaving. I ran down the hall to my suite and opened it with my card to be greeted by my father. I hugged him and we apologized to each other for the fight earlier. I went straight to bed. I needed to be alone, to think about what almost happened. I kept repeating the scene in my mind hoping it would make some sense. I had fallen asleep eventually and got a few hours of sleep before my phone rang. I woke up with a start and flicked on my lamp. I looked at my phone, it was the alert for gossip girl. Two posts in two days? She must have gotten a scoop. People!

sightings

C with Black Beauty in the elevator of the Plaza Hotel kissing their little hearts out. Poor Black Beauty, careful or you're heart will be pulled out. Sometimes I feel sympathetic for these poor girls but, then again, I did warn them, right? Later C was seen with BB in the hall outside his suite. Too late I guess she didn't heed my warning. This may be the last I hear of her but, then again she was seen talking to S and D earlier today and seen again shopping with them. This outsider sure is moving quickly or was she always an insider hiding in the shadows to pounce? Either way can't wait to hear more from her. In other sightings B spent the night at N's and S and D walked home together.

That's all dearies, until next time oh and BB hope to see you at school tomorrow.

XoXo,

Gossip Girl

I stared at the phone in shock. How did she know? How could she assume I slept with him? Or at least that's how it sounded. I grabbed my pillow and buried my head in it. No one knew me in this city but, when I go to school today they will. These upper east siders would be able to put two and two together, right? This is horrible, my life was ruined. I felt like screaming, like crying and like punching someone. Turning my head I saw the clock, it was 4:36 am, there was no way I was getting back to sleep. So I sat up grabbed some clothes and headed to the shower.

Sighing I walked to the door and peered through the peek hole. I knew who it was going to be, she was of course going to come over. I put on my best smile and opened the door. There she was standing as pretty as ever with her black hair let down this time and her brown eyes shining with potential tears. She was wearing some brown leather laced up Alberta Ferretti boots and an Aristocracy grey draped dress with a Dolce and Gabbana jacket. She looked so much like an adult, it was her style I guess I really couldn't see her in younger clothes like what Serena wears.

That's how I saw her, the anti-Serena, she was like the complete opposite of Serena, with her dark hair and eyes and clothes. Maybe that was why I was so drawn to her. Whatever it was I wasn't going to give up. Her lips twitched slightly as if she was holding back a smile, I knew I had her. From the first moment we met she was captivated, normally it would be over by now. I would have done her and never spoke to her again but, for some reason I let her go last night. That wasn't going to happen again.

I leaned against the door frame. "It's pretty early for school. Not that I mind. I love it when girls come to my suite."

She rolled her eyes, those gorgeous brown bambi eyes. I could tell she was angry and I knew why. She must have just read the newest Gossip Girl post. Why was she mad at me? It's not my fault Gossip Girl made her out to be a slut. Either way I moved out to the side and let her in. I kissed her as she walked by assuming she would melt like every other time I kissed her. Instead she was very rigid and didn't kiss me back. Oh well, didn't matter.

"Did you read it?" Arlette asked holding up her phone. The phone... If it hadn't gone off last night I would have been much happier and maybe not have drank so much. No that's a lie, I would still have drank...

"Yes I did." I told her simply. That only seemed to get her angrier.

"And...? What are you going do about it?" She demanded. It struck me right then and there that she was a rich girl. I mean obviously I knew, staying at the Plaza the expensive clothes but, it's the spoiled attitude she just gave me that made me really see her rich side. It also reminded me slightly of Blair.

"What do you expect me to do? I can't delete the post." I tried to explain, obviously that's not good enough. I watched as she shoved the phone back in her pocket and practically stomped over to the couch. I couldn't help but, stare she was still hot even when she was angry, especially when she was angry. I smiled slightly and followed her over to the couch where we both sat down.

"I just got here and already I have a bad reputation..." She told me her voice shaky with emotion. I stroked her hand slightly. She was really upset but, that wouldn't stop me. She looked up at me holding back her tears. I suddenly felt bad, I was really getting soft, usually seeing a girl cry wouldn't bother me at all. Maybe it was different because she wasn't crying she was trying not to cry. Or maybe it was because it was my fault, or maybe it was the girl. Seeing this girl cry hurt me. I let go off her hand, surprised by my guilty conscious. Then she kissed me. I was completely taken off guard, but, I didn't stop her I should've but, I didn't. I let her kiss me and she let me unhook her bra...

I woke up two hours later by Arlette her hair was still messy but, she didn't seem to mind. She was smiling at me. I hate it when they watch me sleep... Why do girls always do that? I grumbled and dug my head into the pillow. She shook me slightly before jumping off the bed. I looked at her, she redressed herself and was heading to the bathroom probably to find a comb. Sighing I stood up and glanced at the clock 7:15 am. Arg... Just two hours ago I was having fun and now I had to get ready for school! Why was life so cruel to me?

A few seconds later she came back out of the bathroom her hair perfect and shiny as always. She rolled her eyes at me as I struggled to get out of bed. She walked over and kissed me on the lips; I kissed her back and pulled her on top of me. She pulled back and smiled down at me.

"I have to go, you know school." Arlette said as she pushed herself off the bed. Usually it's me telling them to leave not them leaving... She stopped at the door frame like she did the night before and smiled sweetly. "Bye, Chuck."

I waved half-heartedly and sat up. Time for school.