Chapter 36

Chapter 36

Jenny sighed as she lay on her bed, fiddling with the corner of her pillow. The last few days since her date with Oliver had been pretty boring; the only things keeping her life from being completely dull were Gossip Girl’s blog updates. Nothing much; just some Blair/Chuck/Nate drama, and something about the Darena relationship slowly inching toward a major break-up. But none of the usually delicious gossip so much as made Jenny’s eyes wide. It didn’t seem to matter all that much.
All J could think about was Oliver. He hadn’t called her since their date, but he was nice to her in the halls at school. She knew their relationship was a little awkward at the moment, especially because of the way their date ended, but still; she couldn’t keep him off her mind.
Jenny flinched, startled, as the beep of her computer sounded suddenly, informing her of an email. Curiously getting up, J went to examine the screen. It was from Gossip Girl, but it was nothing personal. Just an email alert sent out to all her fans.

Has S finally realized that Lonely Boy avoiding her might have something to do with that pic I received a while ago? Finally, little Blondie is catching up. Get with the program, van der Woodsen. And be careful; or you might just lose your man for good. ;)

xoxo, GOSSIP GIRL

Jenny sighed, spotting a picture file attached to the message. Clicking on it, a photo popped up onto her screen. It showed Dan and Vanessa in the café where V worked, making out. Little J knew that Dan had been thinking about Vanessa for a while, but she never guessed he would turn to her so quickly, especially considering that he hadn’t even officially broke up with Serena yet. Glancing wearily at the screen, Jenny deleted the email.

Serena let out a long sigh as she read the email on her cell phone. She had just recently been considering that Dan knew about her and Nate’s kiss before Gossip Girl found out and made it public. But how could he possibly know?
S wasn’t in the mood to phone him up and try to explain. Instead of being her normal cheery self, she was feeling a tad melancholy. Maybe that pic of Dan and Vanessa had something to do with it.

NYC is the city that never sleeps, and the city that never stops. With the people that never stop.
Blair Waldorf, spotted, breaking down at a local ice cream parlour. Poor B; taking it out on a triple threat sundae. And it seems her little visit to the bathroom, toothbrush in hand, might just have been a triple threat to her reputation, her relationships, and her life.
We’re all just dying to see what’ll happen next. But right now, I’m thinking someone should call and reserve a space at the Ostroff Centre.

xoxo, GOSSIP GIRL

Blair sat on the floor of her bedroom, crying. She had taken a taxi back to the penthouse, only to find that her mother had left for England, without even calling. She still had that nauseating feeling deep in her stomach.
B didn’t know what to do. Tears just trickled down her perfect complexion as she lay on the floor, surrounded by used tissues.
She hated Nate. She hated his obliviousness to her pain. She hated how he never understood. She hated how he stared at her with that infamous blank expression; like the look of an owl. No feelings, no recognition of her at all. Sometimes she thought he was staring right through her.
But then there was Chuck’s face. She loved the way he stared; that indescribable look that made him so irritable. Sometimes, you couldn’t figure out what he was thinking of to save your life, but he always had an expression. You could always read something in his remarkable features.
Sighing, Blair ran her hand across her forehead and down one cheek. Quickly, she scanned the contacts list in her cell phone, and then threw it across the room.

Chuck rushed out of the elevator and into the foyer. Calling Blair’s name, he hurried up the staircase. Reaching her door, he stopped. He could hear faint sobbing on the other side. Slowly, Chuck opened the door.
“Blair,” he said, his voice soft, coming to kneel by her on the floor. Still holding a crumpled tissue, B looked up at him. His eyes were dark with concern.
Gently, Chuck took one of Blair’s hands. He wiped the tears from her face with his fingers. “Blair, I didn’t invite Nate. I would never do that without telling you first. The last thing I want to do is hurt you.”
B let out a little sigh. She wrapped her arms around him. Chuck hugged back, holding her tightly, yet gently. Blair smiled, pressing her face to his neck.
“I know,” she whispered.
And it was all Blair needed. His presence, his arms holding her, comforting her, not daring to let go for a single second. It was all she needed to know that she loved him.