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Disclaimer: Still not mine but I'm saving for it.
The Nate and Blair Show.
I tried to stifle a yawn when I entered the Archibald house. It was a birthday party… not THE birthday party and worse of all it was childish in a clown and balloon way.
"Chuck!" Nate greeted stepping off a staircase and wearing a Lacoste collared shirt. I tried to smile since it's his birthday and his my best friend but really… clowns? "Nathaniel… Happy Birthday!" I greeted feigning enthusiasm. He grinned and patted me. I looked around the kid-filled room. Balloons were tied on the chairs and a large banner of "Happy Birthday Nate" was on the dining room wall. There we're soda bottles on one table in every color possible (hell?) and every food you would ever see in all the kiddie parties you've been in. I tried not to sigh… still the hallow-birthday party of Serena was worse. "Well, I have to greet the other guests Chuck! Have fun!" He said scurrying off and bouncing around happily.
"It's a casual party Bass…" I paused before I turned, it was a habit that she developed over the year or as she said, it was 'growing up,' suddenly Chuckles turned into Bass. It disappoints me, though I'll never admit it to her- because heck that's so lame- but I wanted to hear her voice saying Chuckles again… it was a name just for me and Bass was way too impersonal. I smirked at her as my eyes saw her petite form seating on the staircase and leaning on the wall. She was wearing a white tank top and a navy blue skirt with red tights. Her hair was pony tailed and head banded. Of course, she would be smirking back at me. A Bass-Waldorf classic greeting.
"I don't do casual… Blair-bear…" I answered, wondering why I hadn't noticed her when I was talking with Nate.
She smiled sweetly "that's only because you'd look like a pauper with out all the designer clothes" Right… of course… it wasn't my birthday after all and Blair Waldorf's the queen of 'compliments'
"So what are you giving Nate?" I asked nonchalantly expecting her to rattle happily about clothes, a dog, a giraffe what the heck… even a house if Nate would want one…. Blair's a sucker for Nate. Blair looked at me suddenly shy… I had a bad feeling about that.
"Well…" she started. "I've already asked Serena and she didn't really object but since… you're here already I might as well ask you…"
"About what, Waldorf? Stop pussy footing!"
"Don't be so rude Chuckles!" she chided and I couldn't help but smile… Blair slips all the time.
"You're changing the subject Blair-bear and here I was thinking we're done with Chuckles already…" I grinned. She stuck out her tongue which was highly amusing.
"Seriously you have no patience… so… uhmmm… do you think I should you know… give my… my first kiss… to… Nate as a Birthday present" she looked up at me hopefully but I couldn't look at her. I felt like someone clubbed me on the head… I should have known.
I couldn't help not looking at her lips when I finally faced her… just the beginning… just the beginning of things I would be missing and which Nate would be enjoying. I tried to smile but… hell, try smiling to THAT.
"Whatever Waldorf… I didn't really have to be grossed out by that though…" I answered looking away again and wondering if I could just get out of there fast enough not to see that butchering of my feelings.
"Very sensitive Chuck…" she answered standing up and pushing me playfully. She must have been really embarrassed.
"Thanks Blair…" I answered smirking and watching her walk away towards her posse. "Are you going to be mad at me now?" I turned.
What's up with these two just popping into staircases?
Serena Van der Woodsen was standing at the halfway landing and was leaning on the wall too. She looked at me like I was some pitiful puppy. I smiled at her. "What was that?" I asked.
"Me… telling Blair to go ahead with her plan…" she said walking down the stairs towards me her blonde hair swaying.
"Why would I be? Though it is gross…"
"So… you're still going to pretend… then I guess it doesn't matter even if you're not ok with it…" she said phrasing the words with increasing pity… and here I thought that blondie didn't have a brain.
"You're spouting nonsense again Serena…" I said. "Chuck…" she began. "No…" I shook my head. "Wherever you're going with this… you're wrong" I interrupted. "Blair--"
"Really Van der Woodsen… Blair Waldorf can only wish that I'd like her!" I said interrupting her again. She smiled. Shit. She got me.
"Who said that it was about you liking Blair… you said it first…" she said passing by me on her way to Blair and giggling. "You must feel like a total genius now Serena" I muttered sarcastically.
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Happy Birthday to you
Nate grinned from ear to ear as he stood in front of his large cake. He would be grinning more widely later about a completely different thing.
Happy Birthday to you
Someone tapped me and it was Blair, she was beaming at Nate too. Then she saw Georgina Sparks arriving late and her grin disappeared… "Who invited her?" she shrilled. Who? I might have something to do with that…
Happy Birthday Happy Birthday…
"Darn" she muttered… I grinned. Revenge is sweet… before I get my feelings trampled under the Nate-Blair train I might as well piss her, the hell, off.
"Chuck, get her out off here… I don't want her to turn Nate's party into a debauchery" she whispered.
Woah! Debauchery, that's a big word Waldorf can you even spell that? I don't even know what that means…
"Classified as overstressing… no way" I answered. "Come on Chuck…" "What would you do for me?" I asked, enjoying provoking her.
"Anything… Chuckles, now get that walking porn out of here" I grinned. Anything… you are so regretting that later Waldorf.
Happy Birthday to you.
"Why did you call me out here… its cold and it's about time for gifts…" Blair whined as she walked into the Archibald yard, blowing on her palms.
"Blair-bear, I got rid of Georgina already so… I'm waiting for my pay…" I smiled. "What? She probably made out with you already. That's good enough for you perv." She spat back, irritated.
She started to say an insult again- I guess, when I took her hand and pulled her towards me… seized her lips with mine… Her brown eyes widened and for once I had a Waldorf's first before Nate had it.
Her first blush—her first hug with a boy--- her first dream husband… Nate had all those… but no way in burning hell will I give him this…
She gasped and stared at me speechless when I released her. "You did say anything…" I reasoned.
She looked almost near tears. Was it that bad kissing me? "I'm going—to-- to have Nate--- beat you up!" She shrilled walking off in a huff and slamming the door loudly.
I chuckled "Happy Birthday Nate… you won't mind that I took your birthday gift for you right…"
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