Hey all! I'm so glad u guys are so into this story. And to answer some questions, yes I will be covering all the episodes from Season 1 and Season 2 as well, and yes I will hopefully be putting up a new chapter everyday (especially since my semester is over this week). If you guys have any requests, suggestions or ideas you might have had while watching the episodes, things you would have liked to have happened between Chuck and Blair, feel free to let me know and I'll be sure to work it into my chapters. Anyway, next up is BAD NEWS BLAIR. Reviews=LOVE. Happy Readings! XOXO

Poison Ivy

"So this is your bed, huh?" Chuck asked wickedly as he grazed his hand along the bed covers lining Blair's bed.

"Leaving. Now!" Blair huffed dramatically, quick to take offense as the notorious womanizer attempted to snake his way into her pants- correction skirt. Yet again.

"You can repay me another time." Chuck walked out of the room annoyed. He could never catch a break.

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"Feel like repaying me now?" Chuck drawled from behind her as she stood off in the corner drinking her punch and staring at the crowd of Ivy League reps, parents, a conning Constance Billiard/St. Jude students. She had just brought down everyone's favorite It Girl, Serena Van der Woodsen and it felt good. It felt damn good.

Blair turned around with a bright smile across her face as she placed her glass on the table. "You know Bass, you sure did pull through today," Blair whispered as she looked around the busy patio and decided the venue offered absolutely no privacy. Placing her hands firmly on Chuck's chest, she propelled him backward toward a hidden part of the patio, amidst flowers and bushes so as not to be seen.

Chuck laughed throatily as he allowed himself to be manhandled by the tiny brunette, with her coiffed hair and charming blazer set. Once again, she managed to look flawless while being the Queen-Supreme Bitch of the Upper East Side. Pulling on his jacket as they reached the secluded area, she pulled him against her as she pressed herself against the cement wall.

"You know, Waldorf, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were looking for a sexual encounter amidst the gardens with yours truly," Chuck murmured huskily as he brought his face within inches of her own.

Blair scrunched her nose primly and scoffed in disgust. "You wish, Bass."

"I do, Waldorf. After that little peep show you provided me in your bedroom the other day, I've been very... very... curious to say the least." Chuck took a strand of her hair and curled in between his fingers.

"I'm one of the untouchables, Bass," Blair replied angrily as she swatted away his hand. "Remember I'm the best friend's girlfriend." As if it mattered. As if all the drama that had transpired between Nate and her hadn't occurred. As if their relationship was as intact as it had been a few short weeks ago.

Chuck grinned his signature smirk, the one that not even Blair couldn't help but notice how charming it was. "Well that didn't stop Nathaniel, did it? No reason for it to stop me," Chuck responded overly sweet as he placed a hand above Blair's shoulder against the wall, further enclosing her in the intimate space.

What had started as a mere expedition to the solitary confines of the patio, had quickly turned into a too-close-for-comfort situation. Blair sighed deeply and counted to five. She had endured enough passes at the hand of Chuck Bass in her lifetime. She could deal with this one no less.

"No reason except for my heel in your foot if you don't stop invading my personal space," Blair said as she pushed at his chest and hardly succeeded in budging him an inch. "Come on, Bass. Back off!"

Chuck chuckled as he pulled away slightly. "So how are you going to repay me?"

"Not with sex that's for sure." Rolling her eyes she touched up the loose strand of hair Chuck had been twirling in his fingers.

Chuck managed to feign a hurt expression as he placed his hands theatrically over his heart. "You cut deep, B. You cut me real deep."

Blair smiled at Chuck's flare for the dramatic and rolled her eyes. "On behalf of my successful 'Total Social Destruction' plan, which could not have been pulled off without your cunning, helpfully heinous hands I might add, I Blair Cornelia Waldorf am forever grateful," Blair stated equally as dramatically as him.

"Oh come on, Waldorf. That's the thanks I get after all my hard work?"

"What do you want, Chuck?" Blair asked irritated, noticing Connie and Iz walking around looking for her. "And be quick about it. I'm wanted elsewhere."

"You'll never be wanted more anywhere else as much as you're wanted here. And to clarify, there is nothing 'quick' about what my intentions are," Chuck answered smugly as he leaned in slowly and he kissed her cheek softly. "I'll bid you adieu now, madam. Always a pleasure."

Blair stared in amazement as Chuck slithered his way back into the crowd as if he hadn't just been sneaking around with her. The man was incredibly talented, she'd give him that. And his lips were amazingly soft. Surprisingly soft in fact. And for some inexplicable reason, they had left a hot trail in their wake.

Shaking her head and cursing herself for her foolish thoughts, she caught sight of Connie and Iz still scavenging the premises for her and made her way back into the crowd.

Oblivious as those dark, dangerous eyes continued to watch her every movement.