A/N: I know some were disapointed with the last chapter but I will make up for it. Remember reviews are appreciated. Anyways Enjoy

Blair waited patiently for Eric on the Mets steps. The whole day she had tried to forget Chuck and Nate. Why did they both have to have such an effect on her. They both made her melt anytime she saw either of them. She had managed to push those feelings aside for the day. She saw Eric walking towards her.

"Ready?"

"Yeah. I was wondering if we could go to the little restaurant by Central Park?"

"Sounds great."

They climbed into Blair's limo and drove to the little restaurant Blair had been talking about. They got seats by a window that looked out on the park. They weren't hungry so they just ordered drinks.

"Blair?"

"Yes."

"I think you need to open your eyes."

Blair looked at him in confusion.

"Open them to what?"

"You don't seem to be noticing the two guys who seem to really care about you."

Blair looked down at her drink. She knew who the two guys he was talking about.

"Chuck and Nate don't need me back in their lives. I already messed up their lives once, I don't need them hating me again."

"Why do you keep remembering that? People have moved on from that, why can't you?"

Blair looked at him.

"Because I will always know that I almost cost them their friendship. I made them feel horrible. I slept with my boyfriends best friend for crying out loud! Don't you see Eric, I am a bitch!'

Tears were falling down her face. She felt the stares of all the people in the restaurant. Eric looked at her. His eyes seemed like he wanted to help her. She didn't even want to stay, the tears were to strong for her to keep hold of. She grabbed her stuff.

"6 o'clock tomorrow. Your place."

He just nodded. She left and climbed straight into her limo. She didn't feel like going home. Where can I go to just hang? she thought quietly. Serena? No. Shopping? No fun alone. Library? Was she that desperate. She decided to look through her contact list. Once she reached the name, she knew it was perfect for the moment. She called and waited for the ring. Finally they picked up.

"Hello?"

She smiled.

"Hello Kyle."

"Blair? Why are you calling me?"

"I needed someone to talk to."

"Sure. My ears are listening."

"Actually I was wondering in person."

"Yeah sure. Where do you want to meet?"

"I can actually pick you up and we can drive around."

"Sure. I'm at this pool hall called Jimlins. It's on 66th ave. You can't miss it. It has a big bright orange neon sign."

She gave her driver the address.

"Sure. I'll see you in a bit then."

"Yeah Bye."

She hung up. The drive was long, but eventually they found the pool hall.

"I'll just go get him."

She told the driver. She got out and went straight into the pool hall. It was dark and dingy. She saw some people playing pool. None of the resembled Kyle. She made her way to the bar and saw a Kyle-like figure drinking a milkshake.

"Kyle!"

He turned around and smiled. She made her way over to him.

"Blair, you didn't have to come in. I could have just waited outside."

"Well what fun is in that."

He just smiled showing his pearly whites.

"Come on!"

She paid for him because he took forever on getting out the exact change. She rushed him outside and into the limo. Once the limo started driving, Kyle's mouth started talking.

"So what did you want to talk about?"

"I am a bitch."

"No your not. You don't even resemble a dog."

She playfully punched him.

"You know what I mean."

He sighed.

"So why do you think you're a bitch?"

"I slept with my ex-boyfriend's best friend twenty minutes after we broke up. I didn't tell him about it. I got into an argument with my ex-boyfriend's friend while me and my boyfriend at the time were dating. The argument led to the world knowing my little secret."

Kyle just looked shocked.

"The Upper Eastside drama is way to much for a Brooklyn boy to take in during one sitting."

She laughed.

"Now apparently they care for me. And I care for them too. But I know I shouldn't be with either of them because of what I've done. They deserve someone better, right?"

Kyle shook his head.

"No. If they care for you, then they must really be special. Stop telling yourself that you are a bitch. You made a mistake, so what your human. If you really care for them, then you wouldn't let stuff in the past effect you now. Come on give them each a chance."

She looked straight into his eyes. It finally hit her. He was right, they both cared for her. They could all at least be friends.

"You've done it again, Kyle. You have helped me more than I thought you could."

He smiled.

"It's just a habit."

"Well it's a very useful habit."

Suddenly, her phone rang. She looked at the screen. It read, SERENA. She turned to Kyle.

"I'm sorry. I need to take this."

"Don't worry. I love looking out the window."

He made a sarcastic smile. She laughed and picked up her phone.

"Serena?"

"B! I need you to come tomorrow."

"Come where?"

"The palace. Bart planned this before prom party. He's letting us all invite a friend. And since your going with Eric, I decided that maybe you could ask Kyle to come along. Dan's bringing Vanessa and we can make them each other's prom dates!"

"Are you sure?"

"B, you've known me for how many years? Don't you ever know when I'm joking. Come on Bart can't even look at Dan, how do you think he would react with two other Brooklyn borns. He would have a heart attack and we would miss the prom."

"Well we wouldn't want that to happen now."

"So your coming tomorrow?"

"Yeah. I need to pick up Eric anyway. Who else is going to be there?"

"Me, Dan, Eric, Nate, Jenny, Chuck and some girl he picks up."

"Oh."

"Don't worry B, you don't have to talk to everyone if you don't want to."

"Thanks S."

"No problem B."

She hung up and turned back to Kyle.

"You mind if I drop you off. I need some sleep I feel tired."

"Yeah, you can just drop me off at the subway station."

The limo stopped at the nearest station. Kyle got ready to go out."

"Thank you Kyle."

He just smiled.

"See you later."

He closed the door and the limo started to drive away. Blair pulled out her phone and texted the one person she knew she needed to,

Meet me tomorrow at 9:30 at the prom. I need to talk to you. Just you. -B

A few minutes later, she got a message back.

Anything for you.

She smiled.

Hello Upper EastSiders,

Spotted: B and E having a 'fight' as Rosalitios. B seen leaving with tears. Are they still going to the prom together. Later B seen with New Boy in her limo. B we all knew your old habits could catch up quick.

XOXO Gossip Girl