gossip girl 8 英文- 第33部分

？See；　I　kind　of　changed　my　mind　about　going　to　Evergreen；？　Dan　continued。　？At　least；　not　right　
away。？　

Vanessa　could　feel　Dan　staring　at　her　and　she　realized　he　was　trying　to　tell　her　something　
important　and　that　she？d　missed　half　of　it。　？Wait。　What？？　

Dan　slid　off　the　arm　of　the　chair　and　knelt　down　on　the　burnished　amber　wood　floor；　grasping　her　
hands　in　his。？I　do　not　love　you　except　because　I　love　you；？　he　recited。　

Vanessa　was　glad　the　room　was　so　crowded；　otherwise　she　might　have　been　a　little　embarrassed。　

？I　can？t　imagine　not　sharing　the　air　you　breathe；　living　all　those　miles　away；？　Dan　told　her　


earnestly；　in　his　own　words　this　time。　？Like　I　said　in　my　speech；　I　can　go　to　college　any　time；　but　
I？m　in　love　with　you　now。　And　the　only　thing　I　want；　my　only　requirement；　is　to　be　with　you。？　

Vanessa？s　face　turned　hot　and　prickly。　Yes；　she　loved　him；　but　did　he　have　to　be　so　darned　
dramatic？　？So　you？re　？？　Her　voice　trailed　off　uncertainly。　

？Staying　here；？　Dan　filled　in；　gazing　up　at　her　with　adoring　brown　eyes。　？With　you。？　

All　of　a　sudden　that　new　OutKast　song　that　no　one　could　listen　to　without　jumping　to　their　feet　
and　wiggling　their　ass　came　blasting　out　of　the　speakers　ten　decibels　louder　than　the　smooth　R&B　
that　had　been　playing　before。　Serena　bounded　over；　grabbed　Vanessa？s　hand；　and　pulled　her　out　of　
the　chair。　？e　on；　groovy　girl；？　she　coaxed。　？Show　me　what　you　got。？　

Vanessa　had　always　loathed　dancing；　at　least　in　public；　but　she　needed　to　get　away　from　Dan　
right　now；　and　all　his　intensity。　Serena　bumped　hips　with　her　and　Vanessa　laughed　and　bumped　her　
back。　She　could　feel　Dan　watching　them　intently；　but　she　didn？t　turn　around。　The　music　was　good；　
and　she　felt　vibrant　and　beautiful　in　her　slippery；　shimmering　white　Morgane　Le　Fay　dress。　Dan　
must　have　been　crazy　to　think　not　going　to　college　next　year　was　a　good　idea。　Of　course　he　was　
going；　but　they　could　spend　the　summer　together　working　it　out。　The　music　grew　louder　still；　and　
Vanessa　raised　her　bare　arms　in　the　air；　grooving　to　it。　Dan　was　pletely　nuts；　but　so　was　she　
for　ever　having　said　she　didn？t　dance。　

N？s　trail　of　tears　

Nate　sat　on　the　edge　of　one　of　the　Yale　Club　lounge？s　oriental　carpets；　pretending　to　watch　the　
Spin　the　Bottle　game。　That　French　hippie　chick；　Lexie；　who？d　followed　him　around　for　a　few　
weeks　claiming　to　be　madly　in　love　with　him；　and　her　other　L？？cole　friends　were　sitting　in　a　tight　
circle　only　a　few　feet　away；　all　wearing　crocheted　halter　tops　with　their　skinny　bellies　showing；　
smoking　Gauloises　like　fiends。　He　hoped　she　wouldn？t　notice　him。

　Too　late。　

？Nate？？　Lexie　sat　up　on　her　haunches；　her　scrawny；　tan　tummy　bulging　in　a　way　she　must　have　
thought　was　irresistible。　She？d　gotten　a　navel　piercing；　and　it　was　still　pink　and　new。

　Ew。　

She　stretched　her　long　bare　arms　overhead；　giving　the　rest　of　the　room　a　fine　view　of　the　sun；　
moon；　and　stars　tattoo　on　her　right　shoulder　blade。　

Ooh　la　la。　


Nate　smiled；　pretending　to　have　only　just　noticed　her。　？Hey；　Lexie。？　He　waved　cautiously　and　
then　hugged　his　knees　to　show　that　he　had　no　intention　of　joining　her。　

Lexie　rolled　her　dark　brown　eyes　and　flipped　her　long　raven…colored　ponytail　over　one　
shoulder。　？Bastard；？　she　retorted　with　a　heavy　French　accent　and　a　very　French…looking　
scowl。　？You　broke　my　heart。？　

Something　exciting　had　just　happened　in　the　Spin　the　Bottle　game；　and　everyone　whooped　and　
clapped。　Nate　began　to　clap；　too？anything　to　avoid　a　confrontation　with　Lexie。　

Serena　and　that　weird　shaven…headed　girl　from　Constance　who　Blair　was　supposedly　living　with　
and　reportedly　having　a　lesbian　affair　with　were　dancing　like　disco　diva　freaks　in　the　middle　of　the　
room；　looking　drunk　and　ecstatic？the　way　you　were　supposed　to　look　the　day　you　graduated　from　
high　school。　

If；　that　is；　you　actually　obtained　your　diploma　that　day；　unlike　a　certain　person　we　know。　

Nate　had　a　sudden　flash　of　d？j？　vu；　or　maybe　it　was　ennui。　At　any　rate；　it　was　something　sad　that　
sounded　French。　He　remembered　being　drunk　at　a　random　party　at　that　guy　Dan　Humphrey？s　
house　over　on　the　West　Side　back　in　ninth　or　tenth　grade　and　letting　Blair　and　Serena　draw　a　face　
on　his　bare　stomach　with　a　black　indelible　marker。　They？d　named　the　face　Buck　Naked；　and　each　
girl　had　kissed　Buck　repeatedly　over　the　course　of　the　evening；　even　after　Nate　passed　out。　

Those　were　the　days。　

Suddenly　Nate　became　filled　with　dread。　What　if　he？d　already　had　all　the　fun　he　was　ever　going　
to　have？　What　if　it　was　all　downhill　from　here？　

And　what　if　he？d　gotten　more　and　more　stupid　with　each　year　of　high　school　instead　of　smarter？　
That　can　happen　when　you　remain　stoned　most　of　your　life。　

Tears　began　to　ooze　slowly　down　his　golden　cheeks。　Everybody　else　at　the　party　seemed　so　
happy　and　so　excited　about　their　future；　but　he　wasn？t　really　sure　what　he　had　to　look　forward　to　
anymore。　

J　considers　losing　it　before　boarding　school　

Parties　had　always　seemed　intimidating　to　Jenny？especially　parties　where　the　majority　of　the　
girls　were　normal…chested　and　taller；　prettier；　and　more　confident　than　she　was。　But　now　that　she　
was　into　boarding　school；　Jenny　felt　like　the　possibilities？at　least；　the　possibilities　forher　？were　


multitudinous。　She　didn？t　have　to　be　tiny　little　Jenny　Humphrey；　the　curly…haired　artistic　girl　with　
the　knobby　knees　and　gigantic　boobs。　Next　year　at　Waverly　she　could　be　Jennifer　Humphrey；　the　
outrageously　confident　boy　magnet；　coolest　girl　in　the　sophomore　class；　or　maybe　even　the　whole　
school。　

　Maybe。　

And　if　she　was　going　to　change　her　image；　it　seemed　prudent　that　she　do　something　drastic；　like　
lose　her　virginity。　

Whoa。　

She？d　been　watching　Nate　Archibald　for　a　while　now。　He　seemed　different　than　when　he？d　
broken　her　heart　on　New　Year？s　Eve。　He　was　crying；　for　one　thing；　and　his　shoulders　were　
slumped；　like　he？d　gotten　some　bad　news　and　hadn？t　been　able　to　shake　it。　Even　the　glitter　
seemed　to　have　left　his　emerald　green　eyes。　She　could　hardly　resist　the　urge　to　give　him　a　hug。　

？Hi；　Nate；？　she　squeaked；　boldly　touching　him　on　the　shoulder。　？Remember　me？？　

With　that　chest？　Even　the　stonedest　boy　could　hardly　forget。　

Nate　scrubbed　his　hands　over　his　blotchy　face　and　attempted　a　smile。　？Howdy；　Jennifer；？　he　
greeted　her；　with　the　sort　of　tired　cheerfulness　of　someone　who？s　had　kind　of　a　rough　day　and　
doesn？t　much　feel　like　talking。　

？So　you？re　all　done　with　school　and　everything？？　Jenny　persisted。　She　was　acutely　aware　that　
from　his　angle　Nate　was　looking　up　at　the　shelflike　undersides　of　her　gigantic　breasts；　which　were　
stuffed　into　a　stretchy　black　Anthropologie　halter　top　with　a　built…in　Lycra　bra。　He　probably　
couldn？t　even　see　her　face。　She　squatted　down　beside　him；　teetering　slightly　on　her　baby　blue　
BCBG　kitten…heel　slides。　？I？m　going　to　boarding　school　at　Waverly　Prep　next　year；？　she　blurted　
out。　？I　totally　can？t　wait！？　

Nate　was　sort　of　surprised　that　Jennifer　wanted　to　talk　to　him　at　all；　but　he　was　grateful　because　it　
meant　he　didn？t　have　to　avoid　talking　to　Lexie　anymore。　？That？s　a　good　school。