A/N: I OWN NOTHING!!! Sorry it took me so long to update. Hope Ты Любовь it! =D
She raised her eyebrows to his silence and let her legs relax against the warm comforter on her bed.
“It’s not what Ты think,” he said, walking towards her.
“And what could I possibly be thinking? Since Ты know me so well,” there was anger in her voice.
He sighed. “Blair I—”
“What? What?! What could Ты possibly have to say to me?”
Now, it was his turn to be confused. Sure they weren’t best friends, but after the last little conflict with Vanessa, he had thought Blair was on his side. “Is something wrong, Blair?” he hesitated, looking around her room, which seemed to be in perfect order. “something I don’t know about?” he paced inquisitively around the room, looking for some sort of clue to her madness.
Blair scoffed. “No, why would anything be wrong when my трон was just completely stolen away from me by my best friend, или EX best friend еще likely,” she pouted, diving her head into her pillow. Then, it sprang up instantaneously as a thought came to her, and she jumped over to where Nate was standing. “You still haven’t told me why you’re here!” she poked his chest, forcefully.
He smirked and let out a chuckle, finally finding something worth talking about. He bent down and picked by it’s tassles a long plaid scarf that seemed to have gotten stuck under Blair’s bed. Her mouth hung open and Nate’s grin widened as he directed his gaze to her, trying hard not to laugh.
Just then, Blair’s bedroom door flung open and in walked to troublemaker himself. “Waldorf, I seemed to have misplaced my sc—“ his mouth caught in his throat as he saw Blair and Nate standing together, scarf in Nate’s hand, terrified, surprised look in Blair’s…like maybe he had found something she did not want him to find. “My scarf,” he finished, pausing to shut the door and пересекать, крест his arms.
The two of them were still frozen, not knowing what to do. It shouldn’t have been an awkward sitaution, but it was….awkward, so terribly awkward. Chuck couldn’t help but slip into his unbelievably familiar grin.
“I thought Ты two weren’t back together,” Nate began.
“We weren’t. We’re not!” she nearly shouted, shaking her head like if she did hard enough или fast enough maybe the situation would disappear on its own. It didn’t happen, so she stopped.
“Well then?” Nate asked, still confused. He was always confused. It just seemed inevitable with him.
“Nothing!” Blair glared at him, practically screaming at his stupidity, and she held back from smacking him across the face. She would like to think that the hitting ritual should belong to Chuck бас, бас-гитара and Chuck бас, бас-гитара alone, at least when it came to her. “Ugh!” she snatched the scarf from his hands, which had now gone numb, and stomped over to Chuck throwing the thing in his face. “Go now, leave! Ты got what Ты wanted,” she said, widening her eyes for effect and to Показать how serious she really was about the situation.
Chuck’s face remained still. “Gladly,” he let out and then turned to leave. Blair pushed him out, so she could slam the door and when she was sure he was gone, she heaved a huge sigh of relief and walked very pristinely over to Nate, placing a stray lock behind her ear as she went to sit on the edge of her bed.
“Now Nate,” she said, folding her hands and laying them on her crossed knees. “What do Ты want?”
Nate just shook his head, entirely too stressed by the situation. “I should go,” he said. He got up to leave and turned back to look at her, entirely annoyed upon her постель, кровати gazing at her fingernails and discovering seemingly new imperfections. “Yeah, I should just go…”
She scoffed and muttered under her breath. “Fine by me…”
The door shut behind him as he made his way out, entirely too confused for his own Archibald rights. At the moment of his departure, Blair crawled back onto the opposite side of her постель, кровати and pulled out her journal again, fully enjoying the pleasure she got by filling in Chuck’s name in bubble letters. It gave her Мурашки just thinking of the crude remarks he would utter at seeing her in this particular situations.
“I just have one question,” Nate said, busting through her door again.
“Oh my god! Can a girl NOT have her privacy?!” she asked, most likely to herself and she forcefully shut her notebook and slid it back under her pillow.
Nate looked at the pillow, moreso at the journal which she had tucked away and was instantly curious, but decided not to intrude. And he had already exhaled enough from the last outrageous Комментарий from her. “I’m sorry,” he prefaced, “I just have to know why you’re mad at me.”
Her eyes narrowed. He really was clueless, and this time he was not getting away with it. She stood up angrily and started walking towards him slowly, evil written in her eyes. “You want to know why I’m mad at you?” she began. He gulped. It definitely was not the best idea for him to come back and discover the Ответы to the Вопросы he couldn’t seem to get rid of, at the least he could’ve asked Chuck what they were, goodness knows he would’ve been aware of it. “I’m mad at you, because when I was helping Ты with your STUPID financial situation with your STUPID wannabe girlfriend from STUPID Brooklyn, Serena was taking over the трон of Queen at school and now what I have worked SO hard to get has been stripped away from me by that Chuck BASStard himself in an effort to get ME back, I’m guessing? Well, I don’t even want to think about it and the only, let me remind you, the ONLY reason he was here at all was to help me get back what was stolen from me, I HATE that boy with a PASSION!”
Nate could not help but smile at the last mentioning, and regretted instantly what slipped out of his mouth afterwards. “Passion, eh?”
She had turned away for a moment and had resisted the poking of his chest which she had enforced with each emphasized word previous, but now she turned back to him and glared furiously. She couldn’t even form the words to speak on how angry she was. She just exhaled…and ANGRILY at that. Nate got the message. He held up his hand, and now being backed up against the Стена by his ex-girlfriend, took the opportunity to open the door and slip out, but she stopped him by slamming the door on his arm till he had pulled it back inside. “Ow! What the heck, Blair?” he asked, rubbing his arm pathetically. She did not turn her face away from him though, he needed to understand that she was not to be underestimated. “I have to get home!” he said, trying to turn the doorknob and finding it virtually impossible.
“I am not a stop along the way, I am a destination,” she said, turning to sit on the edge of her bed. He straightened his рубашка as she stepped away from him, quite relieved by the Космос now between them. “So, tell me, why did Ты come? What do Ты want?” she сказал(-а) it ever so calmly, Nate could hardly believe this was the same girl about to murder him mentally with those devil eyes only moments earlier.
He sighed and walked a little closer to her, but only a little. The fake smile plastered on her face was a little too much for Nate to handle looking at for еще than half a minute. “I just wanted to thank Ты for what Ты did for me, what Ты tried to do for me, and I was going to offer any services Ты might need to repay the favor.” He hardly сказал(-а) any of it while looking at her, and by the time he did, he could see how awful she felt about everything that had just taken place. She brought her hands up to her face in a realization of stress, of too much stress taken over her and she mumbled through her hands “anytime Archibald”, and she just stayed that way for awhile.
Nate took that as his signal and turned to leave, walking normally so maybe this time she wouldn’t stop him, but the door was still locked. He could hear her sigh behind him, and wished he really had a secret way to get out of this bedroom, no doubt Chuck probably did. He smirked at the thought, he really needed those two to get together, maybe this revenge against Serena would be just the thing, though he didn’t want them to go hurting Serena, who, he thought, probably had no intention of taking what Blair seemed to cling to so dearly. He sighed. Well, at least Serena didn’t sleep with Chuck, that would really get Blair in a mood…I mean, it wasn’t like he hadn’t caught sight of those journal pages when she flipped them away from his sight on entering. He shook his head and then felt the вперед motion of Blair pushing him out of her room. Clearly, she had unlocked the door in the midst of him contemplating the events at hand. Once he was quite aware of his situation again, he grabbed hold of the handrail and floated down the stairs. He had spent too much time in this place already.
Jenny sighed, grabbing her Книги out of her locker to head home. She had been serious when she told her Dad that she was quitting school, but the power she felt oozing out of her when she threatened the Популярное girls just outside on the steps made her want to reconsider. High school is no doubt a very important step to take in life. It just wasn’t one she felt she wanted to take anymore. She was doing wonders for the fashion industry, but would they take her seriously anymore if she no longer considered school a priority. She shook her head. Anyone with half a brain would not be considering popularity a reason to stay in school, but it would make her father proud and she definitely hated disappointing him time and time again. She shut her locker and headed out of the empty halls. She was always the last one out these days it seemed. Although ‘these days’ had been reduced to ‘this day’ since she hadn’t been in school for the last two weeks and it seemed now that this день was еще significant than any she had ever experienced. She paused outside the administrator’s office. She could beg her way back into school, be put on probation, grounded by her father, restricted in so many ways she wouldn’t even be able to count them all. Was it worth it though? I mean, in the end when she looked back on her accomplishments…was it worth it? или was it a waste of time?
“Jenny?” she heard a familiar voice call her name. It was Serena.
“Oh….hi,” she muttered. She didn’t even know how to feel about this girl that had seriously trashed her brother’s life and was now taking the spot of Blair? Jenny knew better than anyone (that is, besides Blair) how much Ты had to fight to win the popularity amongst classmates here and Serena wouldn’t even be able to attempt to understand. There was so much to go against with this girl, but she WAS the most Популярное now and she DID always act so kindly to Jenny.
“Have a lot of homework tonight?” Serena continued, interrupting Jenny’s thoughts. Jenny brought her Книги closer to her, contemplating what she should say. She could be Blair’s friend again, she could help her. She could also Присоединиться up with Serena again. Blair’s road would be long and hard, but it would probably be worth it. Serena was a sweet girl, but she was not herself. This girl standing in front of her was not the Serena her brother had fallen in Любовь with…
“Uh…” was all she could make out.
“You know, me and some of the girls are going out for drinks tonight, want to come?” she eyed her down.
This is when she felt truly disgusted. Serena didn’t eye girls down, Serena was sweet and compassionate and she had enough effortless glow as it was. And as far as Jenny was concerned, she was going down. “Actually, I have to talk to the administrator real quick and then I’m going to be booked with homework all night,” she forced a smile.
Serena looked a little disappointed, but Jenny couldn’t be fooled. If anything this NEW SERENA would’ve used her against her brother and that was the last thing she was going to allow. She turned away and headed into the office, taking in a deep breath before entering. The administrator looked up at her, wide eyed and slowly folded her hands together, letting them sit solidly in the middle of her desk.
“Let me start by apologizing…”
A/N: PLEASE TELL ME WHAT Ты THINK!!!!! =D