Obviously； one glass wouldn？t be nearly enough。
？e on； Dad；？ Dan plained。 ？It？s not like I？m never going to college。 I just deferred for a
year； that？s all。？
Rufus reached for the uncorked bottle of Sangiovese in the middle of the table and poured
himself some more。 ？I just spent eighty thousand dollars on your high school education； all
borrowed； so it？ll probably be double with interest。 Excuse me for not being ecstatic。？ His gray
eyebrows knitted together in a furry single line。 ？Does Vanessa even know about this？？ he
demanded suspiciously。
Dan ripped open a clear plastic packet of fluorescent orange duck sauce with his teeth and
squirted it onto an egg roll。 ？Not really。？
Jenny and Rufus both stared at him in shocked surprise。
Dan looked up。 ？What？？
？Idiot；？ Jenny breathed across the table at him。 She？d worked with Vanessa Abrams onRancor ；
the Constance student…run arts magazine； and had hung out with her enough times to know that
she was fiercely independent and not at all into this sort of lovesick…puppy…dog shit Dan was
pulling。 Besides； wasn？t she supposed to be going out with Blair Waldorf？s stepbrother
now？ ？Idiot；？ she muttered again。
Rufus didn？t say anything。 He just picked up his glass of wine； carried it out of the dining room；
down the hall； and into his office； slamming the door shut behind him。
Dan shrugged his shoulders and opened up another packet of duck sauce。 ？I really don？t know
what everyone？s problem is。？
Jenny was about to tell him what an ignorant； presumptuous asshole he was when her baby blue
Nokia began to jingle with the first few notes of ？Happy Birthday to You；？ the Raves recording
she？d sung backup for。 She bit her lip； still glaring at Dan with her big brown eyes。
？It？s your phone。 You better answer it；？ Dan told her with his mouth full。
？Fine。？ Jenny reached into her imitation？Louis Vuitton Calla Lily purse and pressed the yes
button on her phone。 It was probably Elise； calling her from Cape Cod to plain about how
bored she was of eating lobster with her parents。 ？Just to warn you； I？m in a really bad mood；？
Jenny said in greeting。
There was silence on the other end。
？Hello？？ Jenny demanded impatiently。
？Yes？ Is this Jennifer Humphrey？？ a polite male voice replied。
Oops。
She sat up straight in her chair。 ？Speaking。？
Jenny reminded Dan of someone just then； but he couldn？t quite place who。 Their mother； maybe？
Except the only real memory he had of his mother was of her trying to teach him how to tie a tie
when he was only five。 He？d kept messing up because her perfume was so pungent； it had made
him dizzy。
？This is Thaddeus Moore； director of admissions at Waverly Prep；？ the man introduced
himself。 ？Do you have a moment？？
Did she ever！
？Yes；？ she answered cautiously； her heart beating so hard； she could practically feel her ribs
cracking。 Dan？s pack of Camel filters was sitting on the table。 She reached for them and pulled
one out； tapping it on the tabletop like a veteran smoker。 If only her dad had left the wine behind。
？Good。 Well； I wanted to let you know that we received your application and the package you
sent； and we were very impressed； especially with your artwork；？ Mr。 Moore informed her。 ？I
myself spoke with your headmistress； Mrs。 McLean； and she couldn？t say enough kind；
enthusiastic things about you。 Of course； applications for next fall have been closed since
December。 However； due to unexpected circumstances； a space has just opened up for the fall。 So
if you？re still interested in attending Waverly next year； we？d be happy to have you。？
Jenny whipped the unlit cigarette at her brother and it bounced off his stupid； staring forehead
and onto the floor。 ？Really？！？ she nearly shouted。 ？Oh my God。 Really？！？
？Yes； really；？ Mr。 Moore responded with what sounded like a tinge of amusement。 ？We？ll send
you the paperwork today if you like。？
Oh； what a nice；nice man。 ？Yes； please！？ Jenny stood up and then sat down again。 She was so
excited； she thought she might wet her wrap dress。 ？Thank you。 Oh my God。 Thank you so
much！？
？You？re quite wele。？
She realized she should hang up before she said something really stupid and he changed his
mind。 ？I better go tell my father now。 I？m so glad you called。 Thank you。？
Jenny hung up； danced around the table； and threw her arms around Dan。 ？I？m going to boarding
school！？ she shrieked giddily； grabbing his shoulders and shaking his skinny； smelly body like a
rag doll。 ？I？m going to boarding school！？
？Cool；？ Dan responded； relieved that the attention had shifted away from his own dubious
predicament。 He fished a fortune cookie out of the bottom of the paper bag he？d brought his
Chinese food home in。 ？Good for you。？
Jenny spun around and hurtled toward her dad？s office。 Ignoring the strict rule Rufus had laid
down when she was just a babe； she flung open the door without knocking。
Rufus looked up in surprise； lit match and translucent green water pipe in his hands； the window
flung open and the warm air acrid with the stench of pot。 ？Grr；？ he growled。
Jenny didn？t even care。 She？d always suspected he smoked pot； anyway。 ？Dad； I got into
Waverly；？ she told him breathlessly。 ？You know； the boarding school I read about with the new art
program？ I got in！？ she practically shouted at him。 ？I got in！？
Rufus blew out the match； opened his desk drawer； and chucked the evidence into it。 Then he
opened his arms to give her a big bear hug。
？I just wanted it so badly； it had to happen；？ Jenny gushed； her face pressed into his warm；
smoky shoulder。
We？ve always been told； ？Be careful what you wish for。？ But maybe Blair had it right after all：
The more you want； the more you get。
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hey people！
Our last night together
We？re now officially high school graduates！！！ Let？s get ready to party hearty？at the Yale Club！！
There？s no guest list and no dress code； so crashers？you may not be guaranteed a room； but
you？re certainly wele！ Definition of a crasher： anyone who did not graduate today and/or
anyone who doesn？t actually know the girl hosting the party。
Their last night together
Alas；B ？s lovely English lord is flying home tomorrow。 Will he break off his engagement to the
girl it？s rumored he？s been betrothed to since he was a wee lad？ Or will he marry her； leavingB in
the lurch？ At least she can drive off into the sunset in her new； adorable； bisque…colored
convertible Beamer。 Did you see it parked outside Brick Church？ Imported directly from the
Continent。 No one？and I mean no one？in this country has that car。
Your e…mail
Q：Dear GG；
I？m a premed sophomore at Yale and I heard that kidN has already signed up to be a lab rat for
the med