gossip girl 11 英文- 第24部分

？Well；　it？simportant；　？　she　whined。　

？I？m　sure　that　it　is；？　Harold　Waldorf　said　with　a　sigh。　？But　important　things　are　happening　over　
here　too。　Giles　has　been　up　all　night　with　the　twins？just　the　nastiest　case　of　colic。　We　tried　this　


fabulous　new　vaporizer；　but　nothing　is　working。？　There　was　a　pause；　and　Blair　could　hear　the　
guttural　cooing　of　a　baby　over　the　line。　

？I？m　sorry　I　didn？t　tell　you　about　the　twins　before　now；　honey。　But　it　was　kind　of　a　
spur…of…the…moment　acquisition。？　He　chuckled；　and　Blair　could　hear　one　of　the　sniveling　brats　
cooing　again。　？But　let　me　tell　you；　it　was　the　best　one　I？ve　ever　made。？　Burberry　baby　bib：　fifty　
dollars。　Herm？s　Pacifier：　six　hundred　dollars。　Cambodian　babies：　priceless。　

？Blair；？　her　father　cooed　over　the　din　of　baby…speak；　？Ping　would　like　to　say　hello？say　hi　to　your　
new　little　brother！？　She　heard　a　rustling　sound　as　the　little　monster　was　held　up　to　the　phone；　and　
then　a　series　of　gurgling　noises　that　sounded　like　the　baby　was　drowning　in　its　own　spit。　？Pong　is　
still　sleeping；　but　when　she　wakes　up　she？ll　say　hi　too。？　Blair　rolled　her　eyes。　Ping　and　Pong？　

Isn？t　it　technically　called　table　tennis？　

？Daddy；？　she　snapped。？I　need　to　talk　to　you！？　

What　happened　to　treading　lightly？　

？There？s　no　need　to　getsnippy　about　it；？　her　father　replied；　rather　snippily　himself。　？Just　let　me　
put　the　baby　down。？　Good。　Maybe　now　he　could　pay　some　attention　to　his　firstborn。　

？You　know　how　Nate　and　I　were　going　to　Yale　together？？　Blair　plowed　ahead；　not　waiting　for　
her　father　to　respond。　She　could　hear　the　sound　of　him　whispering　in　French　to　someone　in　the　
background。　？Well；　Nate　didn？t　get　his　diploma　from　St。　Jude？s；　and　now　it　looks　like　he　can？t　go　
to　Yale　in　the　fall？they　want　him　to　repeat　senior　year　instead。？　？Oh；　honey。？　Her　father？s　voice　
was　sympathetic　now。　？I？m　so　sorry。You　must　be　devastated。？　？Well；　Iwas。　？　Blair　picked　up　her　
Mason…Pearson　hairbrush　and　whipped　it　through　her　smooth；　chestnut…and…gold　locks。　？Until　I　
remembered　that　you？re　on　the　board　of　trustees。　Isn？t　there　something　you　can　do　about　it？　
Maybe　talk　to　the　dean　of　admissions　and　put　in　a　good　word　for　Nate　or　something？　Everyone　
respects　youso　much；　Daddy；？　she　said；　back　to　her　original　plan　of　kissing　ass。　Her　father　sighed；　
and　then　there　was　more　rustling。　

？It？s　not　so　easy；　Blair…Bear。　。　。　。　I　can？t　just　make　a　diploma　magically　appear。？　He　whispered　
something　in　French　to　Giles；　and　Blair　momentarily　wished　she？d　actually　learned　the　language　
in　her　AP　French　class。　？I？d　really　like　to　help；　but　I　can？t　just　snap　my　fingers　and　make　Nate？s　
problems　go　away。　Besides；　with　the　new　twins　and　all；　this　isn？t　the　best？？　？Daddy；　youowe　me。？　
Blair　cut　him　off　midsentence　with　an　exasperated　sigh。　？First　you　move　to　France　during　
myformative　years；　and　now　you？ve　replaced　me　with　these　twins。？　She　took　a　deep　breath　and　
tried　to　stop　herself　from　pletely　losing　it。　Had　everyone　gone　totally　insane？　First　her　mother　
had　announced　the　family　was　moving　to　Los　Angeles；　next　Serena　and　Nate　had　told　her　they　
were　staying　in　New　York；　and　now　her　dad　was　going　to　bail　on　her　when　she　needed　him　most？　

Blair　heard　footsteps　in　the　hall；　and　suddenly　the　door　swung　open　to　reveal　her　stepbrother；　


Aaron；　wearing　electric　yellow　Quicksilver　board　shorts　and　a　burgundy　Harvard　T…shirt；　followed　
by　his　disgusting　boxer；　Mookie？who　immediately　bounded　up　to　Blair　and　began　covering　her　
crotch　in　dog　drool。　

？Get　off　me！？　she　yelled；　rubbing　the　wet；　goopy　places　on　her　legs　where　Mookie　had　licked　her。　
The　dog　trotted　over　to　the　corner　where　Blair　had　tossed　her　dirty　laundry；　picked　out　one　of　her　
pink　Cosabella　thongs；　and　lay　down；　the　lace　hanging　from　his　jowls。　

Well；　at　leastsomeone？s　interested　in　getting　in　her　pants　these　days。　

Blair　rolled　her　eyes　to　the　ceiling　and　threw　a　pillow　at　Aaron。　He　sat　down　on　the　floor　next　to　
the　boxer　and　lit　one　of　his　foul　herbal　cigarettes；　chuckling　as　Mookie　ripped　Blair？s　expensive　
underwear　to　shreds。　His　normally　pale　face　was　tan；　and　his　dark；　short　dreadlocks　were　streaked　
with　copper；　like　he？d　been　living　on　a　beach　all　summer。　Aaron　was　annoying；　but　at　least　he　
didn？t　look　anything　like　his　dad；　Cyrus；　who　was　the　most　revolting　human　specimen　of　a　
stepfather　Blair　had　ever　encountered。　

？Daddy；　are　you　still　there？？　

？I？m　here；　Blair…Bear？and　I？ll　try。　But　no　promises；　okay？　I　want　you　to　be　realistic　about　the　
situation。　If　it？s　meant　to　be；　it？s　meant　to　be。？　The　babies　started　wailing　again；　and　her　dad　
offered　a　quick　？Love　you；　see　you　in　a　few　days！？　before　signing　off。　

Oh；　it　was　meant　to　be；　all　right；Blair　thought　as　she　tossed　her　phone　down　on　the　bed。　You　
couldn？t　stop　destiny？and　she　and　Nate　weredestined　to　be　together　forever。　

？Thanks　for　the　friendly　wele；　Sis。？　Aaron　grinned　and　leaned　up　against　Mookie；　throwing　
his　arm　around　the　dog？s　neck　in　a　half　nelson。　Good。　Maybe　he？d　strangle　the　thing　by　accident。　
Mookie　offered　him　a　wet　lick　across　his　face。　

？Oh；　right。　Wele　back；？　she　said　irritably。　？And　I　told　you　to　stop　calling　me　that。　Just　
because　my　mom　married　your　dad　doesn？t　mean　I？m　your　sister。？　？Uh；　no　offense；　Sis；　but　that？s　
exactly　what　it　means。？　Aaron　smoothed　down　Mookie？s　gross；　slobbery　fur　with　one　hand　and　
chuckled。　

？Whatever。？　Blair　inspected　her　French　manicure；　which　was　now　chipped。　As　if　she　needed　one　
more　fucked　up　thing　in　her　life。　

　Poor　baby！　

？So；　you　getting　psyched　for　Yale？？　Aaron　asked；　lying　back　on　the　floor。　Mookie　promptly　got　
up　and　sat　on　his　chest；　obscuring　his　face　so　that　all　Blair　could　see　was　his　dreadlocks；　and　
Mookie？s　grinning；　drooling　muzzle。　It　was　like　they？d　bee　one　giant　dog…dreadlock　monster。　
Before　Blair　could　answer；　Aaron？s　muffled　voice　continued。　？Remember　when　I　drove　you　up　for　


your　interview；　and　we　stayed　at　that　gross　motel？？　？Oh　God？how　could　I　forget？？　Blair　laughed　
bitterly。　At　the　time；　she？d　thought　her　luck　couldn？t　get　any　worse。　After　a　night　of　drinking　too　
much　beer　and　eating　too　much　junk　food　from　their　motel　vending　machine；　she？d　overslept　for　
her　Yale　interview；　which　had　wound　up　being　a　total　disaster。　Now　that　she　was　into　Yale；　she　
could　look　back　and　laugh。　If　she　hadn？t　gotten　in；　Aaron　wouldn？t　be　alive　now　to　remind　her　of　
the　story。　？Anyway；　how　was　your　road　trip？　Pick　up　any　interesting；　homicidal　hitchhikers？？　He　
laughed。　？No　hitchhikers。　It　was　good？I　pretty　much　didn？t　want　to　e　back。　But　I　guess　I　
should　probably　pack　up　a　few　things　before　I　leave　for　Harvard。？　？Yeah；　before　the　movers　e　
and　we　bee　homeless；？　Blair　added　angrily。　She　kicked　the　trunk　at　the　foot　of　her　bed　for　
emphasis。　

？Well；　I　guess　that　tells　me　how　you？re　feeling　about　the　move。？　Aaron　inched　a　little　farther　
away；　as　if　afraid　she　was　going　to　kick　him　next。　？What；　are　you　worried　you？ll　miss　all　the　good　
sales　at　Barneys？？　？Yeah；　actually。？　Blair　crossed　her　arms　over　her　chest。　

He　nodded　his　dreadlocked　head　sympathetically　and　took　another　puff　from　his　herbal　cigarette；