A/N: Sorry I couldn't update yesterday. Too much homework. I was going to update earlier today, but my nepher came over and I couldn't resist. Anways I want to thank all those who have revied and given me ideas. I love reading them. So this is for all of you. You guys are the best. Enjoy.

Blair woke up at 7 o'clock the next morning. Even though she had slept for ten hours exactly that night, she was still tired. Maybe it was because she had been thinking about Chuck. She wished she could go back in time and not say what she had said. She got up and called Dorota to come up and pick her clothes. She came up and Blair simply said.

"Someone approachable."

Dorota understood and picked out a half-sleeve white Chanel blouse, a Versace black skirt, Armani headband, a black Stella McCartney sweater and Jimmy Choo flats. Blair smiled and thanked Dorota. She left. Blair took her time to get ready, she was in no hurry to arrive to school. She wouldn't have anyone to talk to besides Eric. But he would probably be hanging out with Serena. She couldn't go to Chuck, he was probably still mad at her. At least Nate was being nice to her, but if she hung out with him she would never get her best friend and her boyfriend back. She had gotten dressed and was now putting on her makeup. She kept it simple with a dash of amazing. She put on one more layer of lip gloss before heading out her door. She got downstairs and grabbed her school bag and took the elevator down to the foyer. Once she got there, she walked out and called a cab. She wanted to take the longest way to school, but she arrived with ten minutes to spare. She got out and slowly made her way to the joined schools courtyard. She saw Hazel, Jenny, Penny, Is and Kati sitting at a table and gossiping. She made her way to the side of the stairs and stood there. She didn't look at anything in particular. After a few minutes, she saw Eric approaching. She smiled and made her way over to him.

"Hey."

"Hey."

"You going to class?"

"Yeah, the bell should ring in a few minutes."

"Great, I'll walk you."

"Doesn't Constance have a strict policy on tardiness?"

She smiled at him.

"Every once and a while you have to break the rules."

He smiled and led they way into St. Jude's. The halls were crammed with boys. They walked to Eric's locker where he took out a binder. They walked to his class.

"Blair, you don't have to stay. You'll be late. What about your perfect attendance record?"

She sighed.

"That's the lest of my worries."

The bell rang and Eric waved goodbye. Blair left, trying to squeeze through the hundreds of boys that were moving. But as soon as they appeared, they disappeared and Blair was standing alone in the hallway. She made her way through the halls in no hurry. What's the point of going to class if no one wants to talk to you? She heard someone walking. Crap, what if it's the headmaster? she thought. She stood still and braced herself for the figure that was coming. Her eye's relaxed a little when she realized it was Chuck. He just stood there. They looked at each other. Both of them hurting but the other one wasn't willing to do anything. Blair finally walked past him, trying to hide the tears.

"Blair?"

His voice stopped her in her tracks. She turned around and saw him with vulnerable eyes. Her tears fell from her eyes. He came closer.

"Want to talk?"

She nodded her head. She followed him as he led her to the courtyard. He took a seat at one of the many tables. She sat across from him. Her eyes met his. They looked at each other for a while until she broke the silence.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Us."

"Us?"

"Yes. Blair, we are not perfect. We're going to make mistakes."

"You seem to be making a lot of those lately."

He looked down.

"Yeah, I have."

Her face softened. Was he actually taking the blame for something he did? He looked at her.

"Blair, I'm sorry. I have been the biggest jerk. I'm new to this dating thing. I don't know how to act. All I know is that I love you and no one can take that from me."

She kept looking at him. It was very rare that he showed his true feelings.

"I love you too. It's just that when you don't even let me explain myself. It hurts."

He looked at her. He knew he never seemed to listen to her. He would change if she wanted him too.

"The facts were there. What was I supposed to think?"

"You should have asked me what I thought before making allegations against me."

"Is it true?"

"Of course not! Me and Nate were just playing Hide and Seek."

He gave her a suspicious look.

"Hide and seek?"

"Yes."

"I find that very hard to believe."

"You find everything I have to say hard to believe. First with Kyle and now with Nate. Can't you just listen to the truth!"

She got up and grabbed her stuff. She started to walk away. Before she left she gave him one more look. To both of them, the look meant hope. She walked away into Constance and made her way to her class. She walked through the door. Everyone stopped talking and looked at her. She walked to the front, where the teacher was sitting.

"Ms. Waldorf, I believe you know we don't tolerate tardiness."

"Yes Mrs. Van Beelen."

"Detention after school."

"Yes, Mrs. Van Beelen."

"You may take your seat."

She turned around and walked to her seats while twenty-five pairs of eyes followed her. She got to her seat, which was beside Serena, and got out her books. She knew she had to talk to Serena, they were best friends, they couldn't be mad at each other forever.

"Hey, S."

Serena looked at her. She glared.

"What do you want Blair? Shouldn't you be with Nate?"

Blair looked at her shoes. Why was everyone turning on her?

"So you want to hang out after school?"

"I'm sorry. I didn't think you thought I was still talking to you."

She turned back to her work, leaving Blair speechless. Blair went back to facing forward. She still didn't know what to do, so she turned to the other girl who sat beside her.

"Hey Amanda, do you know what we're supposed to be doing?"

Amanda didn't reply.

"Amanda?"

She turned her head cautiously toward Blair. Blair smiled. Amanda gave her a fake smile. Blair would know what that looked like, she invented it.

"So do you know what we're supposed to be doing?"

"Blair, I don't know how to tell you this but I can't be seen talking to you."

"What?"

"It's nothing personal, it's just that you're the school slut and I don't want people to think the same about me."

She turned back to her work. Again Blair was speechless. This was enough. Everyone she knew didn't even want to talk to her. She didn't know what she was doing until she was standing on her chair with all eyes on her.

"All you whores out there, I just want you to know I'd be careful. Hazel, your so dumb that it makes Jessica Simpson look like Albert Einstein. So don't think I am afraid. And by the way, the stunt you pulled at the actual prom was lame. Even Britney Spears could do something ten times better. Jenny, you little bitch. I told you I was going to get you back, so don't think you're off the hook yet. Everyone knows you are just a little piece of-"

Mrs. Van Beelen interrupted her.

"Ms. Waldorf, to the office, now!"

Blair just smiled and grabbed her stuff. She walked out of the room. She walked to joint office of both Constance and St. Jude's. She walked in and sat in one of the waiting chairs. There was only one other person there. A sophomore from St. Jude's. She didn't sit there for long because a few minutes after she had arrived, the Constance headmistress stepped out of her office.

"Ms. Waldorf, come into my office."

Blair obediently did as she was told. She stepped into the spacious office and took a seat in front of the headmistress's desk.

"Ms. Waldorf, do you have any idea what you have done?"

Blair nodded her head. How could she not know, Gossip Girl was probably posting it on her site right now.

"So why did you do it, Ms. Waldorf?"

She took a deep breath.

"I had to."

"You had to?"

"Yes. You won't understand but I just want you to know I will never ever do it again."

And she meant it. No matter how upset she was, she wouldn't let it ruin her chance at getting into Yale. The headmistress looked at her.

"Fine, Ms. Waldorf. I believe you. Seeing as though it is the last week of school, I'll let it go. Just don't let me see you in here again."

Blair smiled.

"Thank you, Mrs. Conlan."

She got up and walked out. She made her way through the familiar halls and decided not to go back to class. Instead she got her phone out and texted the one person she needed.

Meet me in the courtyard. I don't think we had the best talk we could have had before -B

Seconds later she got a reply.

Sure, what ever you say, Waldorf.

She smiled.

I love you -B

She got a reply quickly.

I will always love you.

That was enough to tell her everything would be alright. She put her phone away and made her way to the courtyard.