Chapter Two – First Day

Taylor's POV

I woke up early – throwing on my outfit, I walked out into the kitchen, grabbing an apple and heading out the door with cash in my pocket. Our family had quite some money, but yet we still liked to live in these types of places. When I walked out my door I saw Dan who smiled before hugging me.
I felt so comfortable around the Humphrey's which was amazing and I loved how I would know someone – thankfully. Jenny came out and I gave her a quick hug and she just smiled.

"Morning" I smiled.
"Morning – How are you?" They asked in unison.
"Pretty good, you?" I asked back.
"Good" Dan answered.
"Tired" Jenny laughed.
"Why are you tired Jenny?" I asked.
She smiled. "I was up late designing"
"Oh, what do you design?" I asked.
"Clothing"
"That's awesome" I expressed happily.
"Do you do anything?" Jenny asked.
I shook my head. "No"

I knew I was lying – but I could answer that later, I haven't told anyone about my guitar, most think that I have it for decoration, but Dan smiled lightly. I knew his room was near mine and I was strumming it. We finally arrived, and we walked separate ways, except I stayed with Jenny.
Blair Waldorf walked up to me, I knew it was her by that look in her eyes, and she smiled at me fakely. Along with Serena at her side, with a friendly smile.

"Jenny? Are you going to introduce me to your little friend?" Blair asked Jenny in a childlike voice.
"Taylor" Jenny said venomously to Blair.
"I'm Blair" Blair smiled.
"You already know my name" I said sweetly.
"I'm Serena" Serena held out her hand and I shook it hesitantly.
"Taylor" I whispered.
"Well we better go" Jenny rushed me along and I waved to them over my shoulder.

I was glad to be out of their sight; Jenny hugged me, before we walked to our lockers, and headed to our first class. We had every class with each other – which was good.
I noticed Dan sitting there – at a table, alone, and I pulled out my phone before taking a picture beside Jenny who looked confused.

"Just for keeping" I smiled.

She nodded before we joined her brother at his table, he smiled at me and Jenny. I smiled back – before noticing Serena walking over. She sat down beside Dan, she looked like she might murder me. I saw my sister looking better then Blair.

"Oh no" I mumbled.
"What?" Serena looked. "Oh"

Isabella was going to be in war – she just messed with Blair and I was most likely Blair's source of information. I looked at Blair who looked at me before coming over and Isabella stood in front of her before she could fully reach me. They talked for at least twenty minutes before Blair sat down – freakishly near me.

"Bitch over there is stealing my girls" Blair explained to Serena.
I sighed. "That bitch is my sister"
She looked at me with a worried look. "And?"
"What? I don't mind her – but the best way to deal with her is ignore" I said.
"Ignore!? Are you grade four?"
"Are you dumb? You're giving Isabella what she wants – she is craving attention like a drug addict craves Meth" I hissed.

Blair looked at me – as if waiting for information. I looked at her slightly confused before standing up as the bell went before pushing Isabella with my shoulder – glaring and I walked into the school with Jenny at my side. I was standing at my locker when Blair showed up.

"Look – we can be at peace, but first things first – tell me what I want to know" She hissed.
"What do you want to know?" I asked.

I was worried on how much information I would have to leak, but I had no idea, and here I was helping Blair Waldorf sabotage my sister – who had picked on me all those years for "stealing her thunder" but she is finally going to get what she deserves and I want my hand in it, no matter what.

Blair flashed me a smirk. "Meet me at the coffee shop"
"Alright" I answered.
"Come alone"

As soon as the final bell rang I hurried to the coffee shop, Jenny and Dan walked part way with me before I split and I walked into the Coffee shop seeing Blair already standing there and I sat down in the near by table out of sight because of Gossip Girl.

"You're sister is playing with fire" Blair began. "If she messes with me once more I am going to get her deepest most darkest secrets in the world and expose them – you're my only source to her – so tell me. What does she fear?"
"Impopularity and Ugliness" I answered honestly.

That was the truth, Isabella was full of herself, she didn't care about anyone else but her but when she did it was rare and you were usually grateful it happened even though you were wishing it would happen more often then it did.
She would stare at herself in the mirror for at least an hour before being "ready" which is why I never ever left with her because it would make me late, soon my session with Blair was over and I walked into the building before going into the Humphrey home to talk to Jenny. But instead I saw a sight that turned me on all too much, it was Dan shirtless, but I pretended not to notice it, except for the fantasies appearing in my mind. Running my hands down his chest before un-zipping the zipper to his jeans.
I walked into Jenny's room – who had a smile. Jenny was amazing to be around and I actually felt comfortable even talking to her she didn't seem like the type to backstab even though I was going to be backstabbing my own sister to show her that Blair is in charge and that the world doesn't revolve around her. Even though I wish I could. Sometimes, I hope that Isabella would just come to her senses and smarten up.

"How was Blair?" Jenny asked.
"Alright" I answered. "Wanted to know some things about Isabella"
"How much did you tell her?" Jenny asked, worried.
"Not too much – just what she doesn't like – what she is afraid of and why she didn't like New York"
"Why didn't she like it?" Jenny asked.
I laughed. "Not enough Horny boys"

Jenny burst out in a fit of laughter – it was the honest truth – and I could see that Isabella was bored there and when I chose this place – Upper East Side – she wouldn't be so bored – at least I hoped. Because I actually liked it here even though there was so much drama and such but in the end it was still an amazing place with alright people. If you don't count my sister as a person.
It was the truth – my sister was cold hearted and would do anything to be the popular Isabella James from New York who could get a boy with the flick of her hand and play them but they wouldn't care. It was hard for Isabella to even have sympathy for the victims of the Holocaust. Which is a true tragedy, she never cared about anything but herself – but yet she only saw herself as perfection. Perfection. Isabella? Not. Only one man made Isabella fall in love – but he played the same games as her.

New girl, T, was spotted in the café with
B talking – is there revenge in the air
Against I, and will it be nasty or just
A simple reminder that Queen B is the
Queen not her. Will T leak information needed
For war or will she be loyal to her sister.
You tell me.
You know you love me,
Xoxo, Gossip Girl