Chapter 2

Richard Lockheart

Richard turned his eyes away from Nicholas, bothered by what he was trying to do. "Nick, stop it man Francesca's my girl...and Theresa and her are real good friends. We respect each other." replied Lockheart, trying to cover it all up. "But to quench your curiousity she's in Europe right now, but I'm sure you knew that already." Richard smirked and turned his eyes to Airannia who had gestured with her hands that Francesca and him where as tight as a knot. This probably would be true if some certain thing didn't happen back in camp. He nodded his head, quietly saying that she was correct, but as his head was bowed at looking at his mobile device, his eyes glanced at Theresa. He smirked and just as he was about to lift his head and change the subject, Nick had already done it for him. "Damn, this Gossip Girl needs to get a life...think those guys know her true identity?" asked Richard. He had always been determined to find out who she was.

Theresa Elizabeth Hemmington

Theresa sighed. Leave it to Nicholas Bass to start some drama. She did not respond to his comment and so far Richard was playing it cool. Was Nick serious or just messing around? How could he have found out? She was positive Richard didn't say anything. The only person who could possibly know was Gossip Girl and so far she hasn't revealed anything. With Gossip Girl and others talking, how long would it be before they did find out?

What would happen when Francesca came back from Germany? She would probably never forgive her and try to trash her reputation. When Richard and her hooked up during camp, it wasn't planned. They happened to be alone, talking, and before she knew it they were on the floor.

Theresa looked at her friends, pushing those thoughts aside. Her cellphone vibrated and she flipped the screen open to read the new message. "I don't think we'll ever know. That's exactly how she wants to keep it." She said to Rich.

Airannia di Carvalo

"Probably not." Airannia sighed. "They do it all by the internet. Send pics and what ever else to her website and hope that it gets posted." Glancing at her diamond crested watch it was almost seven thirty. "Do you guys think it's too early to go to Club Vixen." Airannia asked trying to find someplace to sit. "I am dieing to buy a new dress." Airannia turned to Theresa to see what she thought. They could leave Nick and Rich to talk about whatever guys talked about. "What did you buy anyway you said you went shopping." Airannia asked bending over the fresh designer bags full of clothes. If anything Airannia loved it was fashion. Time was wearing thin but that's how Airannia wanted it. Her sights were set on as having as much fun as possible until school started.

Theresa Elizabeth Hemmington

Theresa smiled and walked over to Airannia. She took a seat beside her. "I sent all the bags home with my driver. I just bought a few things for school, new boots, a handbag, acessories and more. I'm up for some more shopping though. I couldn't possibly wear this to Club Vixen. Why don't you and I go find you a new dress, and we'll meet the guys later."

It had been a while since Theresa had seen Airannia before her trip to Paris, so she wanted a little girl time with her. As much as she wanted to be with Richard right now, they couldn't do that with Air and Bass around.

Ariannia di Carvalo

Linking arm and arm with Theresa they almost hit every store possible. Walking up to the somewhat small boutique Ariannia already knew what store it was. SdC. Airannia hated the way her mom used her intials for her store but what can you say. Walking in Airannia found herself looking at the showiest dresses. It wasn't that she wanted to upstage Theresa but she wanted to look better than her. Now that Francesca was still in Germany for vacation Airannia had every intention on being the best. Airannia looked in Theresa's direction. "So what did you do for summer?" Airannia asked nonchalant. "Paris wasn't as fun as I thought it would be." Airannia was lying through her teeth. Half of the new things she got wouldn't even hit the market two months from now. Checking out a black dress Airannia attention wasn't short lived. Looking one of the mannequins Airannia knew what she wanted. The halter hung off the mannequin effortlessly.

Richard Lockheart

It was true what the girls were saying. Noone will probably ever know who exactly Gossip Girl is, but just like many secrets have been revealed through Gossip girl, so will Gossip girl's secret be revealed. Sooner or later anyways. Atleast that was the way Lockheart saw it. You can't hide forever Gossip Girl, thought Richard. A chuckle escaped his lips and he shook his head as he overheard the girls talk about shopping and fashion. "I see you and Airannia have been spending alot of time together." Rich said to Nick, without thinking Airannia was listening for she was busy talking to Theresa.

Nicholas James Bass

Nicholas wondered where Rich was getting at. "Like wise with you and Theresa." Nick replied. "I mean really how long do you think you can play this game everyone's going to find out about you and Theresa soon enough." Nick rubbed his chin. "I won't say anything just yet. I like the thrill." He gave Rich a look and dug into his pockets. "Weed my friend." Nick pulled out a bag. Nick learned from the best. When in doubt do drugs. Looking over his shoulder Nick nodded over to an alley way. Stuffing the bag back into his pocket Nick headed over to the alley. "Coming Lockheart?"

gossipgirl

Heartbroken MOLLe34 has just seen her "date" N hanging with the elite. N we know your a player but honestly blowing off a sweet girl? Well MOLLe34 looks like your taking 3rd place to A and...weed? N you never fail to amaze me.

And lets not pretend we didn't see R. Hope he's not to depressed that F isn't back yet but knowing N he'll probably keep R busy. Hopefully he'll do something sketchy enough that even I'll find out hmm R? I'll be waiting.

Richard Lockheart

Richard raised a brow. He was wondering a swell, how did Richard know? How was he so sure about what he and Theresa did? He wasn't even there. Was he just following the rumors? Whatever it was, Lockheart shrugged it off. "I don't know what you're talking about, man." replied Richard and said nothing further of the matter

Richard looked down at the weed Nicholas held in his hand. He was surprised that Nicholas was taking the infamous product, but it's not like it wasn't expected. By fact, Richard never tried weed and it never really occurred to him to try it. "Not thanks, I'm not into that stuff." Rich responded, but that didn't mean he wasn't tempted to try it. If it was something Rich enjoyed doing at times, it was taking risks. Weed's infamy was appealing to him in some way. Some people argued that it wasn't a drug, but either way there were health risk factors. Richard followed Nick after he saw the girls leave to do shopping. His phone had announced him of a text message. Richard read it as he walked towards the alley with Nick. It was Francesca, updating him with what she was doing in Germany.

Nicholas James Bass

Nick laughed to himself. Rich didn't remember at all what he had said to Nick that night. Thinking about the last day of camp his memory was a little bit foggy but he remembered enough. "Don't play yourself short Rich I remember everything you said about how you and Theresa..." Nick led off looking at Rich's expression. Running his hand through his hair Nick thought maybe that would refresh his senses. "Just hope Francesca doesn't find out." Nick said rolling up the weed.

Lighting it, he sucked it in. "Oh that's good." He murmured. Leaning against the wall Nick looked at over Rich's shoulder. "I see your wife is missing you a lot." Nick said sarcastically reading part of the text. "How long has it been since you've talked to her?", Nick knew pretty well it had probably been a while. "This is why we don't conform to one girl Rich play the field for a few years you won't regret it." Nick's cocky playboy attitude was very flamboyant. Done with his weed he threw it to the ground. "Lets go get some a."

Richard Lockheart

As soon as Lockheart finished reading the message, he placed the phone back in his pocket without replying to Francesca. He planned to talk to her later. Mostly to cease any speculation there already was about him. Lockheart gritted his teeth at the refreshing of his memory to the night he told Nick pretty much all of it. Damn it I forgot., Rich spoke in his mind. "Nicholas, I know you're waiting for this drama. It's a thrill for you. I can see it. You're hoping Francesca will find out, but if you tell her or anyone else, I'll kill you and deliver you to hell myself." Rich said with a grin.

Richard settled in the alley with Nick. He rested his back against the wall and analyzed all the trash before he set his eyes on Nick's weed. "I tried to remember that just earlier today. I've only spoken to her twice. Honestly. Talk about being tight." Richard crossed his fingers in reference to what Airannia said earlier. "I don't know. Maybe I'll talk to her today. By the way..." Richard coughed. He wasn't used to smoke if it wasn't the pollution in the streets. "Since when did you start smoking weed?" he asked while Nick finished his weed. "Yea, well it's not like I'm not playing the field right now. School's going to be rough. No doubt."

Nicholas James Bass

There's a reason why we got to private school my friend." Nicholas got a painful look on his face. "It's not co-ed." Clutching his heart like having girls around twenty-four seven was killing him Nick waved his hands through the air. "Since when have I been smoking weed? Do you not remember spring break of '04", Back then Nick was just known as Chuck Bass's cousin but all the hooking up he did with numerous girls he clearly made a name for himself. Everyone remembered Nicholas. Nick was going to suggest that Richard break up with Francesca but that would ruin everything. "Grow some balls Rich." Nick groaned stepping out of the alley and into the streets. "Forget Gossip Girl and Francesca your Richard Lockheart you are entitled to get that a." Nicholas made an emphasis on a. He quoted his cousin perfectly. Stretching Nick smiled at two girls running in very skimpy jogging suits. "And I am entitled to that."

The girls had stopped and started talking to each other. Nick took this as his cue. Taking long and slow strides he smiled at the girls. "Nicholas Bass." He gave them a heartfelt smile and held out his hand. Both of the girls shook his hand. While they were giggling Nick looked over at Rich mouthing' Now this is what your supposed to be doing.' Smiling Nick wasn't paying attention to what these girls were saying. He was thinking about how he could spring up the chance to ask them if they wanted a three some.

Richard Lockheart

Easy for Nick to say, Rich had a light side to something. Eitherway Nick was right. He needed to forget about the drama. There were so many benefits at being himself and yet he wasn't using them to it's full potential. "a? I'm more of a rack kind of guy." and as soon as Rich finished that sentence, a college girl with glorious round breasts that stretched the initials of her school, passed by him, giving him the wink. "Now that's what I'm taking about," Rich said approaching the girl to introduce himself.

Nicholas James Bass

Nicholas's ways were defiantly like poison it spread like wild fire. Nodding Nick checked out the other girl. She was defiantly his type. Small and petite. She was anything but Airannia. He started comparing her to Airannia in a second. This girl was now where close but she would do. "Have you ladies heard of Club Vixen?" Nick asked rubbing his chin. He always did that when that sick mind of his was getting a plan. Knowing Airannia openly hated it when Nick brought girls around he had intentionally asked the girls if they wanted to go. Looking at the shop Airannia and Theresa had gone into he was hoping they were coming out soon. The best way to get caught is in the act.

Theresa Elizabeth Hemmington

Theresa was having an awesome time shopping with Airannia. She could tell Airannia was trying to look better than her for tonight. However, that just wasn't possible in her mind. Especially, since she was buying a new sexy dress to impress...that certain someone. "I love the halter dress on you," She said as she peeked out of her dressing room.

Theresa was inside trying on one of the dresses she chose. She liked it, it was sexy, and a vibrant shade of red. She pulled back the curtain of her dressing room. "Hey Airannia what do you think about this?" She asked modeling the dress slightly. She smiled looking at her reflection in the mirror. The dress was fitted to her body, ecuntuating her very curve.

After she showed Airannia the red dress, she closed the curtain and took it off slowly. "I love this one too, I might end up getting both," She said slipping on the black and white strapless dress. She zipped it up from the back before she opened the curtain. "What do you think?"

gossipgirl

Even I thought it wasn't true until I saw the pictures.
About 60 of them. Recently spotted. F getting off an airplane, F getting into a limo, F returning to her flat, F is back.
I've waited so long F. We've waiting so long.
What secrets do you have to tell?
There's only one queen bee and she's just arrived

Richard Lockheart

She was a senior at the University, but unlike the glamorous elite girls of Constance, this one was one of those wild surfer, beach girls. No problem at that. Rich liked a little diversity. It was evident that this one was quite the premiscuous type. Rich took on a little chat with her until there was an exchange of numbers. While he saved his number in her cell, he noticed it was almost time to meet up with the girls. The clock on her cell was telling him so. Rich returned the mobile device to the girl and smirked as he took his from her hands. "I'll give you a call so we can meet." he said and she agreed with a giddy, flirtatious tone. The two waved at each other and parted ways.

Now that he achieved yet a new number, it was time to meet with the girls. Rich turned to look and see Nick. He still seemed to be busy with the girls and without announcing his leave; he left him to meet with the girls.

Airannia di Carvalo

Airannia wasn't paying the slightest bit of attention to Theresa. "The red one?" Airannia said looking down at her Sidekick. Trying to smile Airannia just cursed under her breathe. Best friends or not she didn't want Francesca back. At all. "Look." Airannia said meekly. Throwing the halter aside Airannia was in no mood to go clubbing. Sitting down on the mesh chair Airannia crossed her long slender legs. She handed Theresa her cell phone. "How long do you think it will take for Francesca to take the spotlight?", It was really a rhetorical question but Airannia knew the answer. "Do you think this year will be different? Honestly." Airannia was always on the back burner with Francesca. Sometimes she felt like they were truly friends but other times it felt like she was just there by default.

Theresa Elizabeth Hemmington

Theresa took her cell and read the message from Gossip Girl. She listened to Airannia rant. Honestly, the two of them were always aiming for the spotlight, competing for the title The It Girl. She closed the screen and handed Airannia back her phone. "I'm not sure. You know where Francesca goes, drama follows." She said.

She turned around and walked into her dressing room. She closed the curtain and pulled her cellphone out. She started to text a message to Richard.

Theresa: Francesca is back. Are you going to talk to her?

She put her Sidekick back in her purse. She started to take off the dress and put on her regular clothes. When she was finished she walked out, with the dresses on the hangers. "Are you ready to go Airannia? Do you still want to go to Club Vixen?" She asked.

Richard Lockheart

A mellow Lockheart walked next to diffrent stores. He remembered just which one di Carvalo and Hemmington had enetered and thus he was on his way to that store, but the melloness faded when he heard his phone once again announce another text message. A sigh escaped his lips. This better not be any stupid news from G girl. Though he hated this wrecker, he knew he couldn't help but be updated by her. Richard began to read the message. He groaned at the thought of Francesca being back. That would ruin his carefree meetings with Theresa. Why didn't Francesca tell him she was comming. What was she trying to pull?

There was another text message. This time from Theresa. A smile formed once again upon his lips and he answered back a bit dissapointed.

Richard: Yea, I read. Sure I'll talk to her I guess, but not about us. Are we still up for Club Vixen?

Theresa Elizabeth Hemmington

Theresa's phone vibrated, she pulled it out of her purse again. She read Richard's message. She sighed and started to text a reply.

Theresa: I think so. I'm not sure if Airannia is still up to going.

Theresa wondered why Francesca came back so suddenly, unannounced. What would happen if she and Richard did confront her and tell her what they did? Theresa wanted to keep it a secret for as long as they could. She knew that would never happen though, between Bass and Gossip Girl, her secret was likely to be revealed soon. What would Airannia think of her when she found out? Would she side with her or Francesca?

Richard Lockheart

As he was close to the store the girls were at, his phone vibrated once more for another text message. It was Theresa. It seriously was a relief after so much gossip from G girl. "Hey, there's always competition between them." he said to himself, referring to Francesca and Airannia. Richard hit the reply key and answered to Theresa...

Richard: Well if plans change, I won't talk to Francesa until she presents herself to me, so you want to meet somewhere later? I've want to be with you, but I can't find the right place or time.

Theresa Elizabeth Hemmington

Theresa looked over at Airannia and said, "I'm going to go buy these, meet me in the front when you're done."

Theresa walked with the dresses to the front of the store. After she stood in line and paid for them. She held her shopping bag and walked over to a chair to sit in while she waited for Airannia. She blushed and smiled, reading Richard's text.

Theresa: I want to be with you too. If we did meet later, where could we go? I don't want anyone to find out, especially Gossip Girl. Things are already complicated enough. By the way, does Nick know about us?

Richard Lockheart

As Richard was waiting for a reply, he thought about where they could meet. Richard looked at his surroundings for less obvious places, but it was so hard to find a location in such a monstrous city. His mobile phone vibrated once more. Richard read the reply Theresa sent him and it brought a warm smile to read that she wanted to be with him too.

Richard: Don't worry, I'll figure it out. Yea, he does know already, but I don't think we need to worry about Nick. He'd rather be thrilled will all the tension. Hey, I'm comming over right now. See you soon.

Lockheart was close to the store the girls where shopping at and thus it only took him a minute to get there. Rich arrived and grinned when he saw Theresa seated with her shopping bags. "Hey." he said with warm smile, glad to see her. "I see you girls have done some shopping. Where's Airrania?"

Theresa Elizabeth Hemmington

Theresa read the reply from her message to him, and before she knew it he was inside the store standing in front of her. She smiled at him.

"Hey. Airannia's still in the dressing room, I told her to meet me down here. I'm not sure if she still wants to go Club Vixen."

Theresa couldn't help but gaze at Richard. Until now, she didn't realize how much she missed him while she was away. Sure they would text each other and occasionally talk on the phone but now that he was here in front of her, she desperately wanted to kiss him. She could have no such luck right now, they weren't alone and for all she knew one of Gossip Girl's followers were here.

Richard Lockheart

Richard took a seat next to Theresa. What agony. So close and yet so far from a gentle brush of lips and a tender, passionate lip lock. It was what he most desired as he had her next to him. Richard found himself gazing back into her eyes, but quickly dismissed as he remembered they were in public. "I assume she's upset about Francesca's arrival?" he asked. "Those two have been competing for the spotlight since I ever since I can remember." Richard chuckled. All that drama made Richard want to talk less about. His eyes fell over to her delicate hands. He analyzed a ring she had on and leaned over just a bit, lifting her hand with his own. "This is a real nice ring." he said, pretending he was looking at it to fool G Girl's followers, but in fact, he rubbed his thumb under her palm a bit and delivered a smile along with it. Yea he was holding her hand long enough, but he couldn't help himself from doing so. Richard's finger tips softly caressed her palm as he released her hand.

Theresa Elizabeth Hemmington

Theresa laughed. It must have been pretty obvious to everyone, how much Airannia and Francesca competed against each other. They were the best of friends and rivals. "Yes, that's why I'm not sure if she wants to go to Club Vixen or not." She watched him as he looked at her hand, lifting it to place in his own. She smiled, that was a nice cover up. She looked down at the ring on her finger. "Thank you, my Mom designed it, just for me."

She blushed as his fingertips brushed against her palm as he pulled away. Theresa thought about Francesca for a moment. Was she sorry for what she did with Rich? She honestly wasn't because if that never happened, she wouldn't have realized how much in love she was with Richard. She brushed those thoughts aside. "So if Airannia doesn't want to go. Do you still want to come with Bass and me?"

Richard Lockheart

"It's no wonder. That ring is only suitable for beauty as rare as your." Rich said, speaking as low as he could. Theresa's blush was one to love. His lips craved to plant kisses on her rosy cheeks. As Airannia still seemed to be in the dressing room, Rich was just about to suggest that they both take a step out, but he remembered Theresa had told him she was waiting for Airannia. "Yea, I want to go...besides I doubt Nick will go if Airannia doesn't go." replied Rich with a grin. If none of them but him and Theresa, it would give them a chance to finally be together.

Theresa Elizabeth Hemmington

Theresa blushed from his comment and looked down. "Thank you. I'm going to go see if Airannia is done and if she wants to meet us there. I need to go home before we go to Club Vixen," She said getting up.

Theresa left her shopping bag with him to watch. She walked upstairs to where the dressing rooms are and found Airannia shortly. They talked for a brief moment before Theresa returned. "Airannia wants to stay a little longer. I'm going to take a taxi, and go home to get ready. What are you going to do?" She asked.

Gwen Delacroix

Gwen Delacroix marched down the stairs of her penthouse to the kitchen. At least they hadn't had to sell the house because of her mom. She was wearing her pink pajamas and still hadn't decided what she would be doing that day. Last night she had stayed out late with some old friends and hadn't gotten home until the morning so she had basically slept the whole day. I guess I could go shopping and then go to the club or something; that would be fun. Although Gwen's mom had basically trashed her life with the debt she was in, Gwen still got money for clothes, shoes and makeup. The things every girl needs. Gwen grabbed an Odwalla out of the fridge and then headed back upstairs to get dressed. She might have been the new girl in town but she still knew how to have a good time. Gwen changed into a short white dress and some pink flats. She put on some eyeliner, messed her hair up a little, grabbed her purse and then walked out the door after she left a sticky note for her mom saying that she went out. I love being able to do whatever I want. She breathed in the cool air of the city and started walking.

Francesca Bella Octane

Francesca's phone was going off like mad. Everyone she knew was texting her. She didn't answer any of them. Waiting for Richard's text message of welcome was killing her. He probably didn't see it was all she thought but Francesca was not simple minded.

Francesca: hey sweetie! I'm back from Germany where are you? Love F

Francesca effortlessly used the word love although she didn't feel it at all. And where was Theresa and Airannia? She slightly remembered them promising her that they were going to throw her a coming back party. Tossing back the glossed mane of brunette Francesca walked over to her full length mirror. She had gotten skinner as she had planned but something wasn't right. Throwing the thought out of her mind Francesca went to her walk in closet hoping to find something while she texted Theresa.

Francesca: do you have any idea about what's up with Rich? I missed you!

Francesca lied on the last part. She really didn't miss anyone but Richard and he wouldn't even talk to her. "I know this will change it." Francesca pulled down a black strapless dress. Holding it against her self she looked in the mirror. Staring back at her was a girl who would stop at nothing.

Airannia di Carvalo

Looking at herself in the mirror Airannia felt out of place. "I just don't under stand why she has to come back." Airannia whined aloud. She was dressed in the halter that had blatantly got tossed aside. "Well she couldn't exactly do a 360 and not come back now could she?" Through the door Nick had answered the question. "And when did you get here?" Airannia asked hastily ripping of the halter. "Temper temper." Nick cooed. "Oh please like you weren't flirting with those bimbos." Nick stayed quiet after that. Sliding on another dress she had found Airannia opened the door to the dressing room.

"Well?" Airannia asked turning around slowly. "It's too yellow." He yawned. Giving him the dirtiest look she could he added"It looks cute but it's not you." Airannia looked up at him. "Well it isn't." Looking around Nick set his eyes on a dress Airannia would defiantly look good in. "But it looks like a sweater." Airannia said doubtfully. "This way I won't have to hold you when I'm with Tara...or was it Shara." Airannia laughed.

Opening the door for the last time she posed. Nick couldn't keep his eyes of her. No one would if she walked out in that. "Speechless." Was all he could say? Satisfied with it remark Airannia walked to the cashier. Being an offspring of Silvia di Carvalo ment you had to pay for nothing. Stuffing her old clothes into the tote Airannia walked out into the streets with Nicholas trailing behind. "Club Vixen is a must." She said turning to him. Swinging his arm around Airannia, Nick led her in the opposite direction. "First we have to go to my house. No girl can upstage a Bass."