...2 Hours later

Blair and Serena are walking down the school hallway together, sporting the school's uniform in their unique way of fashion.

"I'm so tired," Serena complained.

"You're not the only one, I had to wake up an extra hour earlier to look for my portfolio for the Dean," Blair said

They came to Serena's locker; Blair threw her back against the one next to it, and stared at the wall across from her. "Did you find it?" Serena asked.

"No," Blair answered dully. She peered into Serena's locker, seeing nothing that interested in and went back staring at the wall across from her.

Her attention was then taken by a girl with waist long chestnut brown hair, pass her and Serena. She looked around 18 and the type that would attend their school, someone Blair would know. She had a slender body, porcelain white skin, deep green eyes, and rosy red cheeks. She had a toned body, as the clothes she wore depicted every detail that could possibly be noticed. She wore a pink mini skirt with white blouse, her flats, and white with a pink bow on the top of it.

She had an anxious look on her face as she made her way down the hallway. She carried a bunch of papers that she held tightly against her chest and a latte in her free hand.

"Who's that?" Blair asked

Serena looked to see who Blair was talking about, just in time to see her turn the corner and collide into Chuck Bass and Nate Archibald. The papers that were once in her arms were now all over the floor and the coffee ended up on Chuck.

She screamed and landed on her ass. "I have no idea" Serena said. She looked to Blair who was now laughing at what happened.

"Chucks not going to take this lightly," Blair laughed. Serena smiled faintly and turned to close her locker.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry" she apologized as she scrambled to her knees to pick the papers up. Nate was already helping her gather them. Chuck, however, had a grim look on his face as he looked down at his ruined outfit. She got to her feet, as did Nate, who handed her papers that had spilt coffee on it, but kept the coffee cup in his hands.

"Damn it," she moaned and looked up at Chuck. "I'm so, so, so sorry," She added looking to Chuck and Nate.

"It's okay, really. Don't worry, stuff like this happens all the time" Nate said. She smiled weakly at Nate.

"Not to me," Chuck said in his low voice. She looked at him with a sad desperate glow in her eyes.

"Oh-uh, I don't think I've seen you around before," Nate said trying to Change the subject. "I'm Nate, this is my friend Chuck," Nate said holding a hand out to her.

"Tiffany McNairenal" She said taking his hand and shaking it. She took it back at looked to Chuck not able to take her eyes off the disaster she just created. "Look, I'm a little late, if there's anything I can to make it up to you-"

"Now that you mention it," Chuck started rubbing his chin as he scanned her up in down with envy in his eyes. "I see myself rather lonely tonight, that's where you come in-" Chuck said Tiffany furrowed her eyebrows.

Nate laughed nervously and stepped in front of Chuck. "No, really it's okay. We don't want to take anymore of your time" he said politely. Tiffany smiled and made her way around them and walked off.

The two boys watched her walk away, her hips swayed, her skirt flowing in the opposite direction with each sway. Chuck bit his lip then looked to Nate, "Thanks for ruining desert for me" he said

"Dude, ew," Nate said "Besides" Nate started as they turned around and made their way down the hall. "I have a better shot at her"

"Why's that?" Chuck asked

"Well, for one I didn't scare the crap out of her with the whole Dark-Chuck-Way and two, you came on way to strong" Nate said laughing.

"We'll see" Chuck said. They walked passed Serena and Blair, Chuck and her exchanging a look but kept to themselves.

Nate threw the latte container into a trash as they walked by it. Then Chuck's phone went off beeping. Chuck took his phone out his pocket and looked at the message of the screen.

Lil Bass's new look.

Above that was the picture with the Latte all over him. "Oh c'mon," he groaned.

"Which reminds me; I left my phone at your house. I'll be by later to pick it up, all right?" Nate stated.

"Yeah," Chuck responded with a dull voice.