Nate looked at his cell phone screen. He saw the picture of Blair in the most stunning dress he had ever seen. He couldn't seem to forget her. He and Chuck had reconciled. They realized that a friendship that had lasted as long as theirs shouldn't go to waste because of one girl, no matter how special she was. He was still looking at the picture when Jenny approached him.

"Hey Nate. What's up?"

Nate just shrugged his shoulders. Jenny was a sweet girl, but he was afraid she was getting the wrong idea.

"So the prom is coming up."

"Yeah."

They stood there for a while. Nate looked at his shoes. He hoped to god Jenny wasn't trying to get him to ask her to the prom. He didn't know how to let her down easy without hurting her feelings.

"So, um… since you aren't going with anyone and I am not, I thought we could-"

"Sorry Jenny, I can't stay I have to go meet Chuck at Victrola. You know to work on um… homework."

Jenny gave him a weird look. Did I just say homework at Victrola?, thought Nate. He gave her a small smile and turned to walk to the bus stop. Once the bus arrived he got on and waited to be dropped off at Victrola. Sure enough there was Chuck talking with a couple of the strippers. Once he saw Nate approach, he shooed them off, he didn't need these strippers minding his personal business. The look on Nate's face was a shocked and confused look.

"Nathaniel, what's the matter?"

Nate just sat there and settled his books on an empty stool beside him. Chuck just started at him. They ordered some drinks and after a couple Nate started talking.

"I saw a picture of Blair on Gossip Girl and she looked so…. beautiful."

Chuck sighed. He had also seen the picture and it took him a lot to hide what he was feeling from his friend. They both seemed to be falling for the girl that had almost ruined their friendship. They sat in more silence.

"The prom is coming up. Decided who your going to take?"

"No, I don't seem like going."

Chuck almost choked on his drink. Prom without Nate was like Jessica Simpson without her father, it just didn't work.

"Come on Nathaniel. The prom is something everyone will be at. And so what if Blair's there, your over her aren't you."

Nate looked at his drink, trying to think. He turned to Chuck.

"I don't know."