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JULIET

"Damn, bitches!" I cursed under my breath, entering my dorm room.

I removed my black stilettos from my feet, throwing it across the room. Tonight should have been a night for celebration. By this time of hour, I should have been celebrating because finally, I have brought Serena Van Der Woodsen down. But noooo. My plans just have to fail. Instead of me being in pure bliss, here I am extremely humiliated and pissed. Not only did my plan backfire at me, I am not the keymaster anymore and the status I have worked so hard to build is now sinking down the drain.

Why did my plan fail? It was precisely detailed, and I was pretty sure that all things I've planned would happen. But of course it didn't.

'Because of Blair Waldorf.'

Screw that bitch. If it weren't for Blair, none of this would have happened. Serena might have already been suspicious from the start, but I know that she'd believe me once I told her that it was her best friend's fault why she didn't get accepted at the Hamilton House. And for a moment there, she did actually believe me. But of course Waldorf just had to interfere and turn it the other way around. Bitch. Now I feel disgusted with myself. I actually liked Blair. Even though she was a ruthless bitch, she was loyal, passionate and classy. A person with a personality like that is born to be in The Hamilton House. Obviously, I take my role as The Keymaster seriously.

'Why does Waldorf always have to save Serena's ass?'

I have been observing Serena for quite some time now, and I haven't failed to notice that whenever she's drunk, in a party, or in trouble, the one she always calls first is her best friend, Blair Waldorf. And so do the rest of their group ; whenever someone is in trouble, or whenever they want someone's life to be hell, they always call on Blair Waldorf. I wasn't stupid to not know why, we all know that Blair might be the most powerful teenage girl in the Upper East Side, hence she is who they call 'Queen Bee'. Almost everyone is scared of her, and no one dared to cross her path.

That's when a light bulb went 'DING!' inside my head.

If I want to destroy Serena Van der Woodsen, I have to start with her supporters first.

I smirked maliciously.

'If you want to destroy your enemy, you have to eliminate her strongest ally first.'

Once I woke up, I was surprise to see that I received a text message from Nate.

Good Morning, beautiful. You okay? –Nate

I smiled at his text message. I wouldn't lie. I have been attracted to Nate Archibald for ages now.

Good Morning to you too. Doing fine. Why up early? –Juliet

I texted back. I looked at my alarm clock and it was only 7 o'clock. I've waited for a few minutes before Nate replied.

Just felt like it. Hey, wanna grab coffee at Starbuck's? –Nate

I smiled at Nate's message and texted back immediately.

Sure. See you there in an hour.-Juliet

After making sure that the message was sent, I immediately went to my shower. After showering, I picked out my clothes. I've decided to wear a gray halter top and paired it with my gray pencil skirt. I also decided to wear my black boyfriend blazer and gray platform heels. Grabbing my phone inside my Prada leather bag, I texted Nate.

On the way there. Order me one Espresso Macchiato ;) –Juliet

30 minutes later, I finally arrived at Starbuck's.

I spotted Nate sitting by the tables outside, and sure enough, there were two espressos in the table. I approached him.

"Hey," I greeted. Nate stood up and kissed my cheek. I sat across from him.

"How are you?" Nate asked worriedly.

I smiled at his concern. "I'm okay." I said. He didn't look like he believed me. "Really." I convinced him. I touched his hand and we both smiled.

Inwardly, I smirked. I figured out last night that if I have to destroy Blair Waldorf first, I might as well dig dip into her past to get some dirt. And who could narrate Blair's past to me better than her first love and best friend, Nate Archibald himself.

Now my only problem is how to get him to tell me one of Blair's darkest secrets without being too suspicious.

"Nate, I'm feeling that Blair has this really huge problem" I told Nate, faking concern over Blair.

Nate pulled his hand out from my grasp. "What do you mean?" he asked me. I can't help but notice that his tone talking to me had changed. My eyes slightly narrowed at this. He's still overprotective of Blair, and I can't help but filled with jealousy.

"I mean, to put it frankly, Blair is a Bitch." I told Nate straightforward.

"She is. But underneath her cold facade is the most loyal person you will ever meet." Nate told me, immediately jumping to Blair's defence.

I sigh "That's what I'm trying to say. She may have done that to me last night, but I still see Blair as my friend." I told Nate. I'm such a good liar. "I'm really concerned about her. I mean, I really wanna help her. Does she have problems?" I asked Nate.

'I should win an Oscar for this.'

Nate's gaze immediately softened. He sighed. "It... it was just the way we were brought up." Nate said.

I took a sip from my coffee. "Are you sure that's the only reason?" I persuaded Nate, wanting to have a good hold over Blair.

Nate took a deep breath, looking a little doubtful. "I really, really like you, Juliet" Nate started, I can't help but blushed. "so I trust you." He said. I grabbed his hand.

"I'll be worthy of your trust, Nate." I told Nate.

Nate took a deep breath yet again. "Blair... used to have bulimia."

JACKPOT.

BLAIR

"SERENA!" I shouted and banged the door of her room.

"BLAIR! Oh my God! Have you seen Gossip Girl?" she asked worriedly.

"Damn right I did." I said, tapping my foot. You could clearly see I was angry, but my eyes were getting misty.

hey people!

Someone sent me a very interesting tip. Rumors have been roaming around that our dear Queen B is (or maybe used) to be bulimic. Could this be true? If it is, what could drive her to do this things? She is beautiful, smart, and filthy rich. We guess that her life isn't as perfect as it sounds, after all. Poor B. But more importantly, who could have sent this information? We're guessing someone B personally knows. I mean, who could possibly withhold this type of information without personally knowing our Queen B? Well, well, well. Be careful B, as they've said, keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.

XOXO,

Gossip Girl

"Who could have sent it?" Serena asked.

"Only 3 people knows. You, Nate and that ass." I answered Serena.

We all know who that 'ass' is.

"You wouldn't tell, and that ass wouldn't even care. Nat-" I said, but Serena cut me off.

"JULIET! " she shouted "Nate might have slipped." She answered.

I pondered on this for a moment, and realized that what Serena said might be true.

I immediately called Nate.

"NATHANIEL ARCHIBALD." I whispered in the phone. It might only be a whisper, but I knew that I have my 'death-tone' on.

"Blair?" he asked. I'm pretty sure that Nate noticed my tone of voice.

I sigh, and a tear escaped my eye. After one tear though, all the other tears then cascaded down my face. "Blair? Blair are you alright?" Nate asked worriedly. I felt Serena's arms wrapped around me. Nate probably haven't heard me cry since... forever.

I composed myself and wiped my eyes. "Did you t-tell someone I have bulimia?" I asked Nate. I was praying to God that he say 'no'.

Silence greeted me for a few minutes before Nate finally answered, "Holy shit! Blair! I'm sorry, really, really sorry"

That was all I needed to hear. I hang up on Nate.

But strangely enough, I didn't feel any anger toward Nate. But towards the person who obviously sent them: Juliet Sharp.

I then stood up properly, having eye contact with Serena. And just by doing that, she already know what took place and what we're going to do about it.

I smirked.

"If Juliet wants war, I'll give her war."

Oh, Columbia University. Get ready for World War 3.

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