Chapter 27

Chapter 27

Serena, Blair, Jenny, Is, and Kati were all sitting on the steps eating lunch together when Chuck Bass came sauntering up to them. He handed each girl a little white envelope.
“Formal much?” Serena asked as she examined the envelope. It was invitation to Chuck’s latest party.
“This isn’t one of my usual get-togethers, van der Woodsen,” Chuck answered, sounding fakely bitter. “It’s much more sophisticated than that.”
Serena opened the envelope. “So are you expecting corsets and lace?”
“Only from Victoria’s Secret,” Chuck said, smiling at her. Serena rolled her eyes.
“Relax, S. It’s just another rave.” Blair read through the invitation.
“It is not,” Chuck insisted. “It’s just a normal party. However, invitations are required this time because not everyone is invited.”
“Is that so?” Blair said, raising her eyebrows. “And who is not invited?”
“Nathaniel.”
“You’re not inviting your best friend?” Kati said sceptically.
“No. We were never that close, anyway.”
“Uh huh.”
Blair sighed. “Chuck, why are you having this party?”
“He’s probably not inviting any guys at all,” Is said.
“Ugh. Sleaze.” Kati put a grape in her mouth.
“Hey, that’s not true. I’m inviting guys. Carter Baizen’s invited.” Chuck grinned at them all.
Blair stood up. “Chuck, can I see you over there for a second?” She smiled at her friends as she led him away.
“Why the hell are you having a party and not inviting Nate?” she hissed.
“So you want him to come?”
“Chuck, just tell me what’s going on.”
“Ah, so you do want him to come.”
“Chuck!”
Chuck sighed. “Fine. Blair, I want to bring us out into the open. We’ve hidden it long enough, and the longer we continue to hide it, the worse it’ll be when everyone finds out.”
“So you’re throwing a party to tell everyone about us, except Nate? Oh, yeah, that’s a terrific plan.” Blair’s voice was dripping with sarcasm.
“We’ll tell him later, I promise. Baby steps.”
Blair sighed. “Fine. But you better make sure nothing goes wrong.”
“How could anything go wrong when I’m planning it?”
Blair sighed again. “Whatever. Just make sure to keep it quiet.”
“Sure.” They walked back over to B’s friends.
“The party’s in a week. See you ladies there.” Chuck winked at Blair and walked away.
“So?” Serena whispered to Blair once he had left.
“I’ll tell you later,” B whispered back.

It was a few minutes after school had ended, and Jenny was making her way through the crowds outside. In a hurry to get through the mobs of people, she bumped right into Oliver.
“Oh, hey,” she said, a little surprised. The two stumbled out of the way of their classmates, and went to stand on an empty sidewalk.
“Crazy back there, isn’t it?”
Jenny laughed. “Yeah.”
“Um, so, did you have fun at the party?”
“Oh, uh, yeah. Did you?”
“Yeah. Me and Blair are real tight. Best friends.” Jenny laughed again.
“I imagine you must be. Blair’s parties are extremely exclusive.”
“Yes, there were only a few hundred kids there from our schools. She’s really cutting down on the invites.” Oliver smiled. Jenny smiled back. “So, um, actually, I have something I want to ask you…” Oliver said, sounding a little nervous.
“Yes?” Jenny prompted.
“Um, well… are you doing anything on Friday?”
“I don’t think so,” Jenny said, trying to hide her excitement.
“Well, then, would you like to go out? On Friday? With me?”
Jenny laughed a little. “I’d love to,” she said.
“Good. That’s, that’s great. I’m sorry, I don’t do this often.” Oliver blushed.
“It’s alright.” Little J kissed his cheek and started down the sidewalk. “See you tomorrow!” she called over her shoulder.
“I’ll call you!” Oliver said back. Sighing, he watched her go, before heading in the opposite direction.

Spotted: One Constance Billiard girl heading Brooklyn’s way. One St. Jude’s boy heading polar opposite; high end Manhattan. This is déjà vu all over again; anyone remember Dan and Serena?
We only hope the best will come for these two; but maybe not every relationship works out as perfectly as with D and S. But wait; actually, I hope it won’t work out. Darena is so sweet and perfect; it’s starting to get boring. Our little Upper East Side needs some excitement, and I’m sure so does Brooklyn. Vanessa’s flying under the radar again, planning her next attack. Can’t wait, V. You know we love you. Well, sort of.