moment； making amazing things happen。 So break out those spanking new Christian Louboutins
and a barely…there Zac Posen cocktail dress and book your hair and makeup appointments at
Fekkai。 After all； it？s your last chance to satisfy that secret crush on the cute boy you never had
the nerve to talk to。 It？ll be the last time you？ll see your fellow classmates？thank God。 （Hey； I？m
just being honest？so sue me。） And it？s your last chance to gossip about the people you love the
least？or most！ So let？s get to it； people； because it？s been one hell of an exciting week。
your e…mail
Q：Dear GG；
So I e…mailed my new roomie； and she told me she？s from NYC and graduated from Constance
Billard； and that got me thinking； OMG maybe she knows Serena van der Woodsen fromBreakfast
at Fred？s ？my favorite movie of all time！ My best friend？s movie producer dad screened it at their
house a few weeks ago； and we？ve watched it； like； twenty…two times already！ Did you hear that
Serena is going to Yale？ Guess what？ Me too！！ I so can？t wait to meet her。
？Crazy for Serena
A：Dear CFS；
Constance Billard is a pretty small school； and； on top of that； Manhattan is a pretty small island。
Everyone knowseveryone here？or at least； everyone worth knowing！ You can be sure that your
new roomie knowsS； or at the very least has been at a party with her once or twice。 Here？s a
thought that might just make you pee your pants： maybe your new roomieisS ？！
？GG
Q：Dear GG；
I just got back from Europe and Ireally want to score an invite toB ？s party at the Met！ Can you
help？ How can I get invited at the last minute？
？Missing Out
A：Dear MO；
Ah； the pain of not getting an invite？not something I can personally relate to； but I？m sure it
really sucks。 What I have to say won？t make you feel any better？but at least it？s honest： there？s
always next year！ So invite some friends over and spend the night watchingLost reruns。 Your time
will e？and sooner than you think。
？GG
sightings
A group of totally bizarro Brooklyn hipsters； doing a run…through of their ？Ode to Love？
inProspect Park at sunrise。 Practicing for something？ There？s one invite we？re glad we didn？t get！
And speaking of sunrise； a very intoxicatedV and her soon…to…be…betrothed sister；R； were seen
falling all over each other on their way up the stairs toR ？sWilliamsburg apartment ？a long
blonde 。 。 。 something 。 。 。 dragging behind them。C and some spectacled； cute geek at theMagnolia
Bakery in the West Village； licking frosting off of each other？s pink cupcakes； and feeding C？s
monkey spoonfuls of banana pudding； looking very smug and practically married。
pre…party planning
And you know what that means： it？s time to hit the stores。 I？m off to stroll Fifth and take in more
of Manhattan？s finest than my American Express black card can possibly hold。 But； then again； it
has no limits？and neither do I！
You know you love me。
gossip girl
s and b shop till they drop
Serena held an ivory Calvin Klein silk dress up to her slender shoulders； her blond hair falling
over her back in a beautiful； tangled mess。 The slick material draped over her perfect body like
running water。 Blair had tried that dress on earlier in the week； but it had looked like shit on her。
Jealous much？
？What do you think？？ Serena turned to face Blair； her face flushed and glowing despite the
unspeakably horrible fluorescent light of the dressing room。 Blair didn？t answer。 Shouldn？t Serena
know by now thateverything looked good on her？ If she didn？t； Blair certainly wasn？t going to tell
her。
？Ugh。？ Serena placed the dress back on the hanger。 ？It？d probably look better on you anyway。？
Blair rolled her eyes and stomped out of the dressing room。 Serena had been tiptoeing around her
since they？d met up in front of Barneys half an hour ago。 First of all； she had brought her an iced
latte and a fudge brownie？Blair？s favorite bination？and now there was all this ass…kissing talk
about the dress。 Why was Serena being sonice all of a sudden？ Not that she wasn？t always
nice？but this was overly； cloyingly nice。
Blair grabbed a Milly NY green…and…gold brocade print dress and held it up to her body； fluffing
her newly extensioned hair with one hand。 Her new golden streaks looked amazing against the
metallic thread of the dress。 Serena came thwacking out of the dressing room； her tanned legs
extending from a short white miniskirt； turquoise flip…flops on her feet。
？Hey！？ she exclaimed； walking up to Blair。 ？That？ll look incredible on you！？ Blair stayed silent
as she hung the dress back on the rack with a snap of her wrist and began manically flipping
through a rack of Stella McCartney tunics。
？So；？ she began； her voice casual as she turned to face her friend； ？where were you yesterday？ I
called to see if you wanted to get your hair done with me； but I kept getting your voice mail。？
Serena looked at the floor； the windows； at the rows of shining； expensive dresses surrounding
them？anywhere but Blair？s face。 Did Blair know what had happened between her and Nate？ Had
Nate said something？ Serena didn？t think so； but she couldn？t be sure either。 She？d thought that if
she and Blair went shopping the way they used to； that everything would somehow magically go
back to normal？in spite of the fact that absolutelynothing was normal anymore。
Blair had been in love with Nate for as long as Serena could remember。 The problem was；so had
she。 And after spending the entire day and night in bed together yesterday； Serena was positive
Nate loved her too。 She tried to hide the ridiculous smile that was in grave danger of spreading
across her face。 She and Nate were finally； really；seriously going to be together soon？just as soon
as Blair left for Yale on Sunday。 Serena didn？t want to hurt her？that was thelast thing she wanted
to do？but she was ecstatic to have finally won Nate？s heart。 Even if it meant breaking Blair？s。
Ugh。 Why did she always have to choose between her best friend and her boyfriend？
Um 。 。 。 because technically he？sBlair？s boyfriend？
？Yesterday？ I don？t remember what I was doing；？ she finally answered； looking up into Blair？s
impassive face and narrowed eyes。 Blair grabbed a black satin Dior dress and fingered the price
tag。 ？I think I just forgot to turn my phone back on？and then by the time I got your messages； it
was too late。？ The haute couture department of Barneys was spare and intimidating。 Light wafted
in through floor…to…ceiling windows； warming the dark wood floor。 Not a salesperson was in
sight？Barneys prided themselves on their aloof； unpushy sales staff who turned out to be
enormously helpful； but only when called upon。 That was one of the reasons the girls liked the
store so much。 It was their home away from home。
？Huh。？ Blair turned and walked at a brisk clip across the floor； her flat； delicate Dolce &
Gabbana silver sandals barely making a sound。 ？Talk to Nate lately？？ ？No；？ Serena answered
quickly。 ？Not at all。？ Blair ran her hands along a pile of electric…orange…and…robin？s…egg…blue TSE
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