As Tiffany walked home, what had happened kept thoughts in her head going and repeating like some Ferris wheel at an amusement park.
She arrived at Chucks place and threw herself back on the couch. Then watched as Chuck, wearing a red silk robe, enters the room clutching a glass cup filled with, what she knew must be alcohol, in one hand. The other one grasped a manila folder which he held out.
"You look terrible," were his first words. Tiffany threw him a dirty look. "Maybe this could help"
Tiffany grabbed the folder and opened it. It took her a moment to realize what she was reading and her eyes widened, her jaw dropped, and she leaned forward.
"Chuck...that's great," she spoke, a small smiling across her face as read. She looked up at Chuck and handed the folder back. "Congratulations,"
Chuck took the folder then took a seat beside her. "Lily remembered that she had it and all I needed to do was sign it and I was able to get back Bass Industries. Well, when I turn 18, Lily's going to hand it over."
"I'm truly happy for you,"
"Jack's officially heading back into the hell hole he crawled out of, you're finally free,"
Tiffany went to speak but her cell began to ring and she answered it. "Daddy...Yeah...I just found out...Really...No, I want to...okay...bye"
She hung her phone up, Chuck looking at her as if waiting for Tiffany to explain the call. However she smiled and hooked her hair behind her ear. "You were saying?"
Chuck seemed taken but placed his cup down on the coffee table and continued. "Lily, also asked me to come and live with them, you're happy to remain here if you choose to," Chuck offered.
"Great," She said standing up and walking over to the stairs. What burned in her heart with excitement was that her father said she could stay in the Upper East Side, she wouldn't have to go with Jack. It was the greatest feeling in the world nothing could-then, crap...Dan. She had the most up, then down, the back up and down day that she was losing the ability to keep one emotion locked inside of her.
"I'm going to bed," She said tiredly and walked up the stairs. Tiffany entered her room, her queen sized bed neatly dressed in a black quilt, pillows wrapped in black pillow cases, and a black skirt. She pulled her coat off and put in on the bed. She closed the door...
The next morning her alarm clock went off for 5am. It was a faint beep, but even the sound of a cricket's music could wake her up with a start. She pressed the snooze button and rolled on her back, her eyes closed. She took in a deep breath before noticing the sound of the door creaking open. She kept her eyes closed knowing that it was Chuck and a brilliant idea came across her mind. It was too good and after what she went through last night she needed some fun. She would also tell Chuck that watching her sleep wasn't going to be an option.
She turned one head to the side moaning Chucks name barley audible. Chuck furrowed his eyebrows. "Oh, Chuck...harder" She slowly inclined her leg, still giving the impression that she was asleep. "Don't stop, Chuck...god" she moaned louder. Chucks jaw slightly dropped, his face depicting every trace of major turn-on. "Please, more...Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!" she screamed with moans pleasure her head wiping from side to side. She then looked at Chuck, smiling.
Chuck looked like he was barely holding himself up. "That's so messed-up"..."I need to use the bathroom" He said and tried his best not to hurry out. Tiffany laughed and threw her head back and laughed.
Tiffany took a hot shower and dressed for school. When she walked down the stairs, Nate was there, tying his shoe.
"Hey," she said in a cheery voice. When he saw her gracefully walking down the stairs he stood up straight.
"Morning," He replied taking a step forward when Tiffany came to the bottom step.
"Whatcha doing here so early?" She asked
"I sometimes get a ride to school with Chuck," Nate said.
"That's funny; Chuck's never offered me a ride to school,"
"After this morning don't expect one" Chuck said in a cold voice as he walked down the stairs,
"What's the matter Chuck, not as happy as you were this morning" Tiffany asked.
Nate arched his eyebrows. "Do, I want to know?"
Tiffany went to speak but Chuck cut her off, rounding up on her, "No," He said with blunt force.
Tiffany held her hands up in a surrendering way. "Whatever you say" She said laughing and walked past them and pressed the elevator button.
School...
"I'm sorry Blair, but If you want to pass in my class you have to do what is required. Passing test, quizzes, passing in homework, and most importantly showing up for class," Mrs. Carr said as Blair walked by her side with hopeless look on her face. Serena was trailing after them with an annoyed look on her face, though feeling remorse for her desperate friend.
"Please Mrs. Carr, there must be something-" Blair pleaded. Tiffany was heading toward them, immediately catching Mrs. Carr attention, stopping in her tracks. Blair stopped also catching Serena off guard but stopped herself from bumping into Mrs. Carr.
"Mrs. McNairenal," Mrs. Carr waved her over. Blair had a look of wonder on her face. Tiffany approached them.
"Yes, Mrs. Carr"
"Tiffany, I need a reliable person for this" She started
"For what?" Tiffany and Blair asked at the same time. Tiffany's voice filled with interest, Blair's with annoyed curiosity.
"There's a basketball game at Lexingville High School tonight-"
"So?" Blair interrupted rudely.
"So...If you want to pass this class I want to you collect every name on the Team, there scores for every game they've had, and some background on the basketball history, you know championships they've won, regional's, games in total, ect... and you'll be able to bring that ugly F to a pretty little A. Tiffany a test, project, and final will be offered if you get Mrs. Waldorf there." Mrs. Carr said
"What if I don't?"
"Nothing will be affected on your part." Mrs. Carr said.
"I'm sorry I think I may have missed the whole purpose of this all" Blair sneered.
"Lets see how bad you want to graduate" Mrs. Carr said. Blair's jaw dropped.
"Fine" she said "C'mon Serena we have some packing to do," Blair ordered and stalked off, Serena followed after her.
"I'll a call you when we get there-"
"Oh, don't worry about that, the coach will be expecting Blair," Mrs. Carr pulled a credit card from her purse and handed it to Tiffany. She dug in her purse and pulled out a blue 5 star folder and handed it to Tiffany. "The credit card will be used for gas at the two gas stations that I have circled on the directions in the folder.
Tiffany opened the folder and scanned the directions. "Wow, miles of wooded areas" Tiffany said.
"That's why I have you take the credit cards to know that you're okay"
"Can't we just call you?"
"Bad reception, it gets the best of phones"
Tiffany gave a half nod. "Right" Something seemed really funny about all this but she didn't see the point in brining it to Mrs. Carr's attention.
"Well, Mrs. McNairenal best leave in time" Mrs. Carr said and walked off.
Tiffany turned on her foot and watched her walk away. She gave a deep sigh, as if her life couldn't get worse. Then it did, there was Dan strolling down the hall but cut short as he had caught her eye. Tiffany found the nearest room and escaped into it, which turned out to be a janitor's closet. "Wonderful'
...
Chuck was strutting down the hall, a hand situated in his pocket. He held his head high as if he owned the world. As he walked down the hall, he passed a room, stopping when he heard Blair's name. It was Mrs. Carr, talking on her phone with a whisper. Chuck pressed his back against the wall listening in.
"...That's right. They're on there way. Everything is going according to plan as long as you hold up on your part of the deal. I don't give A's for free."
Chuck raised an eyebrow.
"...Once I get the first check point from the joint credit card I'll call you...don't worry it's in my pocket."
Mrs. Carr hung up, chuck who was in deep thought, was caught off guard as Mrs. Carr came walking out her office. She immediately saw Chuck almost instantly.
"Chuck Bass, I'm sure you have other halls to taint. Go make yourself useful or something, if that's even possible," Mrs. Carr coldly said.
Chuck tilted his head to the side. "Bitch," he muttered and brushed passed her.
As he made his way down the hall and held the phone up to his eyes. The gold colored master card. He smiled evilly and put the card back in his pocket.
Chucks Place...
While in her room, Tiffany was packing an extra shirt and jeans. She put her make up and some music into the small beach Hollister bag. The blue folder that withheld the directions inside it as well. She turned her head when a knock came at the door. It was Nate smiling.
"Aren't you suppose to be at school?" she asked completely turned to face him and folded her arms.
"Just wanted to tell you have a safe trip"
"You could have called me," Tiffany said, trying hard not to blush.
"True, but then I wouldn't be able to see that smile of yours,"
"Is Nate Archibald hitting on me?" Tiffany giggled.
"What of course not, I'm simply being nice," Nate defended jokingly.
"Well, thanks anyway"
"Sure thing," He said
Silence overcame them, with a slight awkwardness, because we all knew where situations like this goes, but Tiffany couldn't possibly give in. With what happened with her and Dan, she didn't think she could even be ready for another guy.
Tiffany turned back to her bed and picked her bag up off and turned back around. "I should probably get outside; Blair said Serena would be coming soon to get me,"
"Of course" Nate said laughing, looking slightly embarrassed as Tiffany made her away around him and out the door.
When they got outside, like Tiffany had said, there was Serena standing beside a green mini van, but she was companied by Jenny and Vanessa.
"I-uh hope you don't mind, asked my friend Jenny and her friend Vanessa to come along," Serena said.
"No, that's okay, the more the merrier," Tiffany replied.
"Hey, Nate what're you doing at Chucks? Last time I saw him he was in the library" Serena asked.
"Yeah, um, just wanted to wish Tiffany a safe trip. Now that I have I think I should go see what Chucks doing before he hurts himself. Computers are not his specialty" Nate said. To Tiffany, Nate's body matched a child who was caught doing something her wasn't supposed to be doing. Before he walked, he waved to Vanessa.
"Okay, let's get going. Got a text from Blair, major breakdown." Serena said.
....
"Daroda!!!" Blair screeched as the girls entered Blair's house.
"Yes, Mrs. Blair," Daroda quietly answered.
"I wanted my pink suite cases the black ones won't match!"
"Yes, Mrs. Blair," Daroda hurried off.
There were 4 suite cases in front of Blair. "Blair" Serena laughed at the absurdity of it all. "We're going on a one day trip, barely one day. Why do you need all this?"
"This isn't for the trip to hell, Serena. No, these suitcases are filled with everything and anything I can use to blow Mrs. Carrs life apart!" Blair yelled.
Tiffany and Vanessa exchanged a look of widened eyes, thinking the same thing: Blair was crazy.
"Blair, relax. It's a simple task that I know you'll be able to execute without a flaw" Serena encouraged. However it didn't seem to work as Blair threw her a dirty look.
"Of course I can, I don't need you to tell me that. This is pointless and a waste of a good Friday!" Blair shouted
"Its' your grade, Blair I'm sure that when it comes to that it shouldn't be pointless or a waste of time. Let's just get this over with. You have people behind you and support you so let's do this."
"Right, the two people that hate my guts and someone who doesn't even know me, just the stalker background she has on me," Blair said
"Well, that makes three that hate you," Tiffany said
"Blair" Serena pushed
"Fine," Blair grudgingly agreed. She put her nose in the air and walked away. Serena followed after her, leaving the other three in their spots.
"How long is the car ride?" Jenny asked
"4 hours," Tiffany replied
"Joy" Vanessa added.
...
"What the hell is this?" Blair said in a tone of disgust, The 5 of them stood before Blair who was disgusted by the car.
"It's a mini-van. It was the only thing that could fit all three of us. And it's a rental so please lets be careful" Serena said and got into the driver side
"Why couldn't we take a limo?" Blair asked.
"Because the world is working against you Blair and wants you to be completely miserable now just get in the car," Serena said in a tired manner.
Vanessa, Jenny, and Tiffany got in without question.
"I think that's what exactly what going on," Blair said,
Serena rolled her eyes and started the car up.