Bar Hopping: a Gossip Girl/Supernatural crossover

Chapter Two: An Unscheduled Dinner

Serena van der Woodsen had an eventful day. To start, it was the first day of school.

If it was just a regular first day, Serena wouldn't have panicked, but it was her first day of high school.

High school! The first day of a new chapter of her life!

She was a little bit nervous, as her high school was all-girls, which meant that she couldn't hang out with Chuck or Nate or her current boy-toy. (The boyfriend of the day, of course, would never be Nate nor would it be Chuck. That was just a preposterous idea, since Nate was Blair's boyfriend. And then Chuck-well, if she needed to elaborate on that to someone, they're obviously new to the Upper East Side. But if she had to say, it was that he was just as big of a whore as she was, so it was never going to happen.)

It did, however, mean major Blair time. The two best friends had a bunch of classes together, which both of them were psyched for. They also took Constance by storm, the blonde superhero and her more manipulative, sneaky sidekick. There were more than a few upperclassmen who cowered in the sight of their new Queens-to-be.

Not one person could say that they were not perfect to rule the courtyard, the marble hallways, the stuffy library, the entirety of Constance.

The queendom was theirs for the taking. It was easy pickings.

Then Gossip Girl, the scandalous informant of the entire adolescent population of the Upper East Side, Manhattan, and possibly the whole city, sent out a blast that for once, Serena was happy about. She was rarely excited about any of the bitch's messages, as Gossip Girl has sent her seemingly okay life spiraling down out of control too many times to count.

"Seven times since her opening this summer," Blair would remind her in a soft sing-song voice, shaking her finger like a parent would do to their three year old who was caught with their hand in the sweets jar. "And," she would continue, "Gossip Girl only sped up the downward descent. You have always been a bit of a mess." Serena would then chuckle, shaking her head in acknowledgement, then correcting Blair, admitting that yes, she's always been a goddamn mess, but she sure is nothing less than a hot one.

The number will eventually go up to eight, Serena knows, when some damaging information that was once a secret is released out into the world via text signed with the dreaded signature of Gossip Girl- "You know you love me, xoxo Gossip Girl."

Serena hated that life-ruining bitch with all of her might, and would most likely kill the blogger if she had a chance.

Anyway, the piece of gold information that was displayed on the screen of her phone was about her and her clique- her elite, filthy rich, gorgeous, fantastic friends. (Serena could think of ways to describe them for days.)

Blair, Nate, Chuck, and Serena were the topics of the blast.

She read it over again, still ecstatic that the gossiping good-for-nothing blogger actually got something right for once.

"Gossip Girl here! It's only lunch, but gossip doesn't have any time restrictions! My blast today isn't too vile, but it'll still rile some people at both Constance and St. Jude's. Watch out royalty, we've got a new dynasty coming to reign. Queens B and S sure shook up the scene this morning. You can see their court part for them in the morning yourselves- thanks gossiplover for the video! St. Jude's had a similar occurrence, and Kings C and N walking around like they owned the place. Well, C was, and N followed. Hopefully the foursome's friendship will stay, and not turn into the other type of foursome that you all know that King C and even possibly Queen S would enjoy. Until next time, you know you love me, xoxo, Gossip Girl."

Her life was finally looking up! Even the empress (anything else was too plebian for the life destroyer of many) of scandals said that she's going to be kicking ass and taking names! (Serena could just brush off the crude attempt of a joke at the end of the message. Low blow, Gossip Girl, low blow.)

So Serena kept up her bubbly, happy attitude all through the rest of the school day. She even had a smile on during English, which was not only boring, but it was Serena's most hated subject and she was really bad at it. (Blair could attest to that fact- there were, and still are, many drunk, teary ramblings by Serena about how English was such a stupid class, "I mean, we already all speak the language, anyway," and the teacher was a bitch.)

However, Serena's smile was taken off of her face when she got home and was greeted by her mom and her mom's new boyfriend. Honestly, her mom, Lily van der Woodsen had way too many boyfriends. She just broke up with one before the summer started, and she must have had a couple of flings on the cruise she went on. (Serena couldn't imagine her mom having one night stands. It was way too gross.) But Serena couldn't be sure, since her mom left her and her younger brother, Eric, in the Hamptons to be watched by their grandma, Cece Rhodes.

Oh boy, how that was a pain in the ass.

Anyway, Serena didn't think that she could possibly be more upset with her mother, until she was in her room and was told by her ever-adorable brother that there was to be a family dinner tonight. The dinner was going to be an annoyance, since it was with the whole van der Woodsen clan and Lily's new Spanish businessman boyfriend.

"Are you serious?" was Serena's initial reaction upon hearing the news.

Eric nodded, "Yep, orders straight from the dictator. Mom, I mean." He stumbled over the last part, but Serena would have known what he meant. Her mom was extremely demanding for almost never being home.

"Urgh, that is so not cool. You must know-you should know, at least- that Chuck's throwing a huge party to celebrate the start of our high school carriers!" Serena sighed. "Why today, out of all days! Oh my god- like is she serious?"

"I know, I know, Serena. Do you know what? I'll go and ask mom if we can move up the dinner a little bit so that you can still go out and get totally hammered, okay?"

Sometimes, no all the time, Eric was the perfect little brother.

And when Eric promises, Eric comes through. (Most of the time, anyway.) Serena was happy to hear that the dinner was to start at six, not eight like her mom had wanted.

The dinner was much too long for Serena's liking, and therefore nothing really happened. She was much too anxious- Serena had to still pick out her dress to wear later!

The food was delicious, but the dinner conversation was boring.

"How was school?" Her mom would ask.

"Good." Serena rolled her eyes.

"Fine." Eric just looked perpetually bored.

And then Lily would go "Okay," in her concerned-mother voice that both Eric and Serena knew was an act to impress her new, rich Spaniard.

That was repeated for around an hour and a half, in some form or another. Nothing interesting or of upmost importance was said. Serena sighed with relief when she could finally excuse herself, and promptly ran upstairs to her closet.

It was time to start Operation: Find an Outfit.

Serena picked out a red dress that went over her knees. It was lacy, and her mother had shipped it back from London when she stopped there on her cruise. The dress was a McQueen, Serena thinks. She does not have the time to look at the label.

She skips a pair of stockings, as the dress looked great on her still sun-kissed summer skin. The shoes, of course, she couldn't skip, so she found a pair of black Louboutins, easily recognizable by the red soles that matched her dress. As she grabbed a pair of hanging earrings, she decided to pull her hair up into a sleek ponytail.

Grabbing a black double-breasted pea coat and her bag, Serena was out the door and on her way.