AN: I realize the ending of the last chapter was a little confusing. As is the rest of the story, since it's unclear to all of you which characters have met and which ones are complete and total strangers.

1italianbella: Oliver is Blair and Nate's son. Lilly is Dan and Vanessa's daughter. And Miley is Serena's illegitimate child. The other characters and their offspring will be making an appearance, or maybe several, but I'm gonna wait to tell you those ones. Lilly will meet everyone, or maybe she's already met everyone a long time ago? Guess you'll have to wait and find out…

Nazgurl92: No, V hardly knows N because the GG part is more based on the books than the TV show. And you'll see why they're going. And I'll let the Miley/Lilly part explain itself, because it's more fun for me that way.

c-melle: I cannot explain my animosity to Zac Efron behind the fact that he's always made me want to twist his arm behind his back, even in his pre-High School Musical days…I'm trying to find a way to clear up the Js and Ms. Like the Jonas bros got changed to the Gray brothers so I don't have to deal with the J from their last name or the J from Joe. If I put Jackson in I'll have to make him have some initial thing like J.K. or something. Same with Mikayla. I dunno, I'll figure it out.

Carmandee: We'll see D before long and figure out why he and V are on the outs. B and V…it'll be explained. I really want to tell you but I have to fight myself because I'll ruin too much of the plot. I think we'll definitely get to see B's reaction to her daughter dating a non-Upper East Sider sooner or later, even if it isn't Lilly. And the sailboat thing is very tempting to do…

m, interrupted

His shirt was finally off. After struggling for several minutes with the button she'd finally managed to throw it to the floor. And there was nothing better in the world to her than a shirtless Oliver Archibald. Amen to that. She kissed her way down his chest, so eager. She fiddled with the belt of his pants. It was stuck!

She yanked it hard, and then attempted to unclasp it again but it stayed sealed tight. What is this, B's version of a chastity belt or something? He groaned in frustration, and jerked it out of her hands. Within about ten seconds he had it off himself and he was working on her dress. He pulled the zipper but he felt in sang in the middle. He fiddled with it awkwardly, trying to fix the jam. She watched him, smiling, and tilted his chin towards her. "Oliver," She breathed, looking at him.

He turned his head back to her dress. "Uh-huh," He mumbled, shaking the material hard.

"Oliver!" She snapped, but as soon as he looked up at her with those big brown eyes her tone softened. "Oliver…" She whispered, "I love you." He froze, feeling himself get sweatier than in all the time that they'd been trying to just get the hell out of their clothes. Doesn't that tell you something's wrong, O? We know quite a few people who'd be willing to kiss it better.

She'd said this to him a lot since the summer after 9th when they'd gotten together and more often than not it was followed by but I'm not ready which had gotten him out of saying it, because he could blame it on being pissed that she wasn't putting out. What did he do now? If he didn't say it, she would be offended and turned off and would probably kick him out of her bedroom now, possibly without his clothes. If he did though, he'd be…well, not lying…but did he love her? Was this love? Poor little Oliver, just tell the girl what she wants to here.

Meanwhile in the living room, Serena van der Woodsen was sipping coyly at her glass of champagne. She threw her long, blond head back as she laughed at Richard's jokes. Richard Norfolk was the head of advertising at Microsoft, and worth almost as much money as Bill Gates himself. And he was totally smitten with her…of course, it also didn't help that he had short but still wavy jet black hair and twinkling blue eyes she could get lost in. Now if only he would start talking about something other than numbers. Or he could keep doing so and just talk about size rather than dollars…

There was a loud rap on the door, and she rolled her eyes. Why couldn't Miley's friends just get the doorman to buzz them in ahead of time? She made her way to the door, her Jimmy Choos clattering against the wooden floor. She swung the door open and was greeted by the last two people she ever expected to see in her life.

"Vanessa?" She asked incredulously looking at the still bald, but much older version of her high school friend. Then she looked at the person next to her, already a head above her mother. The rumors were true, she did look stunning, very reminiscent of herself in days past from the perfectly messy blond hair to the stunning navy eyes that stopped traffic. Except there was something different about her, Serena just couldn't put her finger on it…

"Is Blair here?" She huffed, she'd just run the two blocks between Blair and Nate's beautiful townhouse and Serena's penthouse. Lilly, however, didn't seem out of breath or stressed in the least. She bit her nail as she stared in inquiringly.

"Uh, no, she and Nate are in France right now. Oliver's here though." She turned around to look for her best friends' son but no luck. So she glanced around for her daughter. No such luck.

"Oliver?" The younger blond asked quizzically. "Who's he?" Just then a boy with shaggy brown hair was shoved into the hallway, he was shirtless. And he was hot…um, cute. She meant cute obviously. She watched as the haughty brunette whipped his shirt at him and he caught it.

"Miley," His soothing voice pleaded. "I just thought, you know, it was a corny time to say it."

"Get out! Get out of my apartment this instant Oliver Adam Archibald!" She pounded her little fists onto him as he backed towards the door while trying to block her. Looks like someone doesn't like it rough…poor boy doesn't know what he's missing.

"Miley!" Serena went red with embarrassment, here was Vanessa's stunning daughter acting all polite and well-behaved like a lady. And hers, well, she was throwing a tantrum like a five-year-old. "He's staying here!" She hissed, stepping between her daughter and the boy being pushed into Vanessa and her daughter.

"I don't care! I want him out!" She screamed, trying to kick him again and succeeding in scaring Serena's leg. "And why is there some bald freak standing at our door?" She looked her up and down before turning to the beautiful girl about her age next to her, who was way underdressed for her dinner party. "Who are you?" She snapped.

"Lilly Humphrey," She stated, looking warily at the drama queen in front of her in the slutty dress.

Humphrey, Humphrey, she'd heard that name before…no. She couldn't be.