Hi. This one's with Dan in it… the douche bag… ^_^
Disclaimer: Even if I pray for it every night I won't own gossip girl
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I looked around feeling my jaw drop a little farther. What? What in the world was Lily Vander Woodsen thinking?
We were in a park near a cemetery in Brooklyn. It was almost 6:00 p.m. and Serena roamed around the place making ghost sounds… the idiot.
The park was fine. I concede. There was even a little fountain nearby where maybe I could trip Penelope in… or maybe I could trip in Blair-bear. Her reaction would be priceless. Serena drifted by me that dog grin clearly shining. She stopped and played with my scarf. I let her, because she was Blair's friend and even if I insult her a million times in my 13 year old brain I actually don't dislike her. "Charles… greet me a happy birthday!" she sung and I wondered if she would grow up to be a drunk… not that I care.
I stared at her white lady/dead bride costume and felt like shaking my head. Really Serena… a Halloween party is for… Halloween… I opened my mouth to tell her that when Miss perfect Waldorf beats me to the punch. "S… what can I say… do you really want to celebrate your moment of birth while dead people surrounds you… can you get even more ironic?" She surprised me because… yes… I admit I have been scanning the crowd for her headband-ed brunette curls and I haven't seen her until now. She was of course not playing dress-up; she was clad in black satin bubble dress and looking extremely wary. "Blair-bear why aren't you in a costume?" Serena asked her playing with her curls. She took a moment to glare at me before answering "I am… S… I'm a mourner… black see…" she pointed out and of course… I should have expected that Serena swallowed the lie hook, line and sinker.
Serena saw Nate emerging from the car in a zombie costume and went to greet him. I expected to see Blair outrunning her there but she stayed put beside me, looking here and there in obvious disapproval. "What's up? Tired of Nate?" I asked. She merely glanced at me and then… then I saw her shudder… I couldn't fight off my grin.
"Ah… the princess is scared of ghosts…" I pointed out and I watch her eyes as they widen in fear then as they returned to wariness.
"You should just be a writer Chuckles… the stories you invent… oh… but do you even know how to spell?" she lashed out in a totally pleasant voice. Blair… the way she masters being a bitch at 13.
"Don't worry your prince is here…" I told her almost going shy when I realized what I said. She looked at me and then smiled. "Yup… I'm sure Natie would protect me…" she answered, positively beaming at the thought of Nate.
I looked away from her because… that little comment sucks… can't I be her prince? Must it always be Nate? Serena sauntered back and Nate was with her… they were both making the ghost sounds now and I wanted to pull their tongues out. "This is boring Serena…" I said smirking at Blair. She looked at me questioningly then comprehension dawned. "No—No—S I think your party is just fine…" She immediately said. I grinned… got her. "Don't be shy Waldorf Serena's your best friend she'll understand…" I remarked. She leaned closer and she smelled like fresh flowers. "I'll bury you Bass…" she whispered. "If you can even manage that after this Blair-bear" I whispered back. I faced Serena again. "Why don't we go… the 4 of us in a ghost hunt… we're here anyways" I declared. Serena's beaming face might have lighted the entire place if Blair's anger wasn't already engulfing it.
"No… we can't wander with out parental supervision…" Blair said, on the verge of hysteria. "It's ok… B… let's have some fun… let's go Chuck!" Serena said writhing with excitement. Blair pouted so cutely while her hand found its way to Nate's.
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Blair breathed behind me as we walked into the cemetery. She sighed at every creak of the rusty gate. "Ew…this is worse than dead people… dead people from Brooklyn (note: totally not my opinion)" she told Serena.
We walked on Blair pointing out every damn mistake we made.
"good going guys… I think we're lost"
"oh… genius ghost busters… nobody brought a flash light…"
"my feet damn hurts!"
If it was another person, I would have already strangled them to shut them up… but because it was her… I found it awfully cute…
"Eh?" Nate suddenly said pointing. We whirled to see what's up. Blair's breathing sharpening that I was already regretting bringing her into this.
It was a black shadow… standing maybe a dozen feet away, starting to move towards us. Blair shrieked and grabbed my arm probably thinking I was Nate. Serena screamed a little too "S… are--- you ok?" Blair asked and then the shadow took another step and we scurried out of there separating as we did so.
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"Nate… where's Serena and Chuck…?" she whispered after we stopped running. I shook my head totally winded "no… it's me Chuck…" I answered…
She leaned closer and squeezed my hand. "Chuckles this is your fault… don't you dare leave me ok?" she said in a voice that was turning into a wail. I nodded and looked around. It was so damn dark and I couldn't shout for Serena and Nate since it might alert the ghost… damn who ever told me that ghost aren't real!
We walked for awhile Blair almost shaking with fear "Serena…." She said…. I guess Blair really cares about that blond. "Nate"… and another blond…
Then somebody grabbed me. I whirled immediately pushing Blair behind me. There was a light from a flashlight. It was Dorota.
"Miss Blair… bad… Mr. Chuck… naughty!" she said wagging her pointer finger in a no-no sign. I sighed and Blair jumped into her crying and laughing at the same time… it's official Chuck Bass you made Blair Waldorf loose her mind.
"Blair… Chuck" Serena and Blair hugged and Nate walked over smiling, there was another kid with him. Dressed in… tissue papers… lame. He was sporting a semi bald cut that was already growing out. He looked like a wimp.
"I'm sorry to scare you…" he said. I walked over to him "What are you doing here anyway?" I asked annoyed. "My penny rolled over here…" he answered. "Why are you in this place anyway…." I asked again… "Uhmmm… I'm invited… in her party…"
I stared at him "really?"
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