love Nate too。 And he knows。 Because I told him。？ Uh…oh。
Blair opened her mouth in shock； but before she could utter one venomous word； both girls？
phones began to chirp maniacally。
Serena pulled her phone out？anything to avoid Blair？s angry eyes。 The screen read； ONE NEW
TEXT MESSAGE。 She opened it。
？It？s from Nate。？Blair whispered； holding up her phone。
？To both of us。？
Serena looked down at her screen and read：
B AND S？SAILING AROUND THE WORLD。 I LOVE YOU BOTH。 ALWAYS HAVE。
ALWAYS WILL。 TAKE CARE OF EACH OTHER。 …N
The train hissed on the tracks。 Serena bit her bottom lip and looked up at Blair？s shocked face。
Nate had left？left them both。 He loved them； but he didn？t want to be with either of them。 Serena
hugged herself； feeling unsteady on her feet。 Blair looked like she was about to pass out。
And then； to Serena？s utter surprise； Blair began to giggle； small； hiccupping； hysterical giggles。
Serena threw her arms open and hugged her friend； laughing and crying at the same time。
？Oh； Serena；？ Blair gasped； ？Don？t you see？ It？sso classic。 He just sailed off into the sunset
without even saying goodbye。？ As much as she wanted her own life to be like an old
black…and…white movie； Nate？s departure was far more cinematic than anything she could have
e up with。
The two girls clutched each other； their faces wet with tears as passersby on the platform turned
to stare and whisper。 The loudspeaker above their heads crackled with static； and then a booming
voice filled the underground space。
This is the 10 o？clock to New Haven stopping at Stamford； Noroton Heights； Darien； South
Norwalk； Norwalk； Bridgeport； Stratford； Milford； and New Haven。 Ten o？clock to New Haven。
All aboard！
Blair wiped the tears from her cheeks and straightened the bottom of her dress。 Nate wasn？t there；
but she still couldn？t wait to get on that train。 Serena was going to be a big movie star； Nate was
off sailing around the world； and she was going to Yale？her dream since she was a little girl。 And
who knew what might happen there？ Maybe she？d meet some gorgeous lacrosse player with
golden blond hair and glittering green eyes who wasn？t a total flake。
？？Bye。？ Serena whispered in her ear； her voice giddy with emotion。 ？Call me？？ ？Definitely。？
Blair boarded the train on her own； adjusting her white pillbox hat and black Chanel sunglasses。
She didn？t know what Yale？or the future？would hold； but she couldn？t find wait to find out。
Serena stepped back on the train platform as the doors began to close。 But before they shut
entirely； she and Blair blew each other kisses one last time； and yelled in unison：
？You know you love me！？
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Disclaimer： All the real names of places； people； and events have been altered or abbreviated to
protect the innocent。 Namely； me。
hey people！
It？s time to say goodbye； my darlings； because at this point； everyone who？s anyone is on their
way to college。 Except for those of us who have the good sense to stay right here in old NYC。 But
if you find yourself feeling left behind； don？t be sad。 There？salways a silver lining。 Like 。 。 。
（5） Now that your older （probably prettier and more perfect） best friend is gone； it？s your turn to
really shine。 By the time the first day of school rolls around； you？ll be ruling the hallways and
wearing that imaginary diamond…encrusted tiara。
（4） No one？s here to scoff at your new back…to…school look？so go for it。 After all； this ing
school year will probably be the most important of your social existence； so go for those new；
sex…kittenesque bangs。 The boys will e barking？trust me。
（3） You？re finally free to make out with everyone you？ve ever had a crush on。 Senior year is
basically a get…out…of…jail…free card？like Las Vegas； whatever happens during senior year stays
here； so its okay to take some chances and flirt your tushy off？you never know what might happen
if you do！
（2） The city is now yours？take advantage。 Remember； next year you might be stuck on the green；
leafy campuses of Yale or Princeton with nary a Barneys or Bergdorf？s in sight。 Time to explore
the limits of your charge card？as if you need the reminder。
（1） And the number…one reason not to feel sad about being left behind is 。 。 。 things are not going
to get boring around here？not if I have anything to do with it。 Which； of course； I will。
sightings
D？s momJ at the Upper West Side branch of the New York Public Library； wearing a silk kimono
and purple fuzzy slippers； attempting to donate the bookHomoSensuality while insisting it？s
essential to any great library。B on the train looking very Audrey； being helped with her bags by a
hottie in a Yale T…shirt。S walking past La Goulue on Madison； a big smile on her face； getting
stopped byeveryone 。D at a rest stop in Pennsylvania； cooing sweet nothings into his cell phone
while drinking entirely too much black coffee。V strolling through the NYU campus near
Washington Square Park in the early afternoon； manically filming everything。 Something tells me
thatV will attempt to document every moment of her college existence。 Those tapes will probably
be worth a fortune someday。N 。 。 。 nowhere in sight。 And finally； three new sightings：
AfterB left her apartment this morning； headed for Yale； three gorgeous new faces arrived for a
quickie tour： I have it on good authority they？re theC triplets； set to move intoB ？s pad any day
now。 There？s blondA ； looking every inch the Upper East Side bombshell sheisn？t 。 Her adorable
brother；O； whose chiseled features and white…blond hair are like a who？s who of hotness。 And
then there？s the ？ber bohemian chicB； which I？ve heard stands for ？Baby。？ Her real name？or just
what guys call out to her on the street？ Because yes； she？s really that beautiful。
Well； my darlings； that kind of wraps it up 。 。 。 for now。 If you？re wondering why I？m so chipper
whenB； S； N； D； andV； and all their wild friends have left； it？s because it looks like next year
might be even more fun than this year； and I？m not going anywhere。 That？s right； you heard me；
I？m here to stay。 Why leave when there？s going to beso much more to talk about？
Whatever I do； you know you？llalways love me。
gossip girl
s takes the wind out of b？s sail
Blair？s pretty blue eyes narrowed； catlike； as she looked at Serena in her cutoff Sevens skirt and
white Imitation of Christ tank。 The light poured in through the enormous living room windows
and bounced off Serena？s angelic blond wisps of hair。 She looked predictably； infuriatingly
stunning。 Even though it was obvious that Serena hadn？t put any effort into her outfit； she was as
gorgeous as fucking ever。 It wouldn？t matter if she were wearing saggy…butt shorts and a stained
wifebeater？she？d probably still get stopped on the street by Patrick Demarchelier on her way
home and get put on the cover of September？sVogue 。 It wasn？t fucking fair。
Yes； but look who has the boy； honey。
Blair willed herself to smile and maintain her posur