Blair braced herself as she walked through the tunnel to the airplane. She was breathing hard, really hard. Why was she flying commercial again. Oh right, she was flying commercial because Lord Marcus wanted to montrer all of his people that he was just like them. Not only were they flying commercial, they were flying coach, ugh. She was probably going to get some sort of infectious disease.
At that very moment, she felt a warm, gentle hand on the small of her back, at first she somehow believed it was Chuck; he was the only one who had ever touched her like that. With so much care and gentleness, as if she might break. The words, “Don’t worry baby I’m going to be with toi every minute of the flight,” snapped her out of whatever foolish daydream she was in. Chuck would never say something so utterly cheesy, nor would he ever call her baby. No, this was Marcus, kind, faithful Lord Marcus. She could do this, anything to make this guy want her enough to make Chuck die with jealousy and if she had a little fun with Marcus along the way so much the better. toi never know, once she drove Chuck mad with jealousy, wrapped him around her finger again, then dumped him on his selfish ass, she and Marcus could really have a relationship. After all he was the perfect gentlemen.
He couldn’t believe Blair Waldorf was doing this for him. Blair who wouldn’t use a public restroom unless it was an absolute emergency, was going to fly coach for him. Of course this was no easy feat for him either, mingling with the masses was his PR agents idea and if the press saw him with the wealthy, well mannered Blair Cornelia Waldorf so much the better. She was exactly the kind of girl his publicist wanted him dating after his past couple of escapades. Blair must really like him. What a wonderful surprise, he thought that he was just going to be her rebound guy but there might actually be something in this for him other than a pleased publicist.
As Marcus led her to their seats he took out a sanitary wipe and ran it quickly over the armrests of Blair’s siège without anyone but her noticing. She mouthed a silent “Thank You.”
“Anything for the lady.” Marcus’s reply was accompanied par a short bow.
Giggling Blair thought, maybe this plane ride wouldn't kill her, if only all of these people would quit whispering and staring.
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Dan was brooding, lying on his bed, with his ipod playing the most depressing musique he knew. His summer could be described as dismal at best. He missed Serena, there was absolutely no way he could deny it, even though he had been trying to do just that for the past month. Without her his life was just wrong. But Serena had lied, lied to him since the jour she met him, and that was something that he couldn’t handle, no matter how much he missed her. He was completely wrapped up in his brooding until the shouts of his little sister jerked him out of it.
“DAAANNN, DAANNN, come here Dan and hurry.” Jenny screamed as she ran crazily around the apartment.
Dan appeared seemingly out of no where, grabbing his sister’s shoulders to slow her down. “Okay wait a second, what’s wrong Jen?”
“WHAT’S WRONG? WHAT’S WRONG? EVERYTHING! I am suppose to have an appointment with Eleanor Waldorf tomorrow and today her assistant informed me that Eleanor has left for her Hamptons office and expects me to meet her there! Dan, I don’t have a way to get to the Hamptons, I can’t take the Hamptons’ bus par myself. toi have to be sixteen ou have someone sixteen ou older with toi ou they won’t let toi even buy a ticket and Dad won’t be off tour for another month. After working my cul, ass off all summer, I am going to lose all I’ve worked for because I can’t get to the Hamptons!”
It didn’t take Dan long to make up his mind, everyone else was in ou headed towards the Hamptons, so why shouldn’t he go as well. “Okay Jen, I’ll go with toi to the Hamptons.”
“You will, OMG Dan thank toi so so so so much. I promise the suivant time toi need a favor, whatever it is, I’m down.” Jenny’s cœur, coeur felt like it could finally slow down, everything was going to be alright, she was going to Hamptons to meet with THE Eleanor Waldorf, who was going to l’amour her designs. With everything falling into place, now all she needed was the perfect guy to make her happy and if she was going to find that anywhere, it was definitely the Hamptons.
“Just one question Jen, where are we going to be staying, during this trip?” Dan was curious about how they were going to afford to live in the Hamptons for a few days.
Jenny’s reply was quick and to the point. “Eleanor Waldorf’s place of course, I am her design intern after all.”
It took Dan a minute before realizing the where Eleanor Waldorf lived so did Blair and where ever Blair was so was Serena. Not knowing if this was a good thing ou a bad thing Dan started to regret agreeing to help. Dan was about to commence brooding all over again when he heard his sister’s annoyingly happy voice.
“Oh Dan, don’t be concerned, toi won’t have to see Serena at all, Blair is staying with the van der Woodson – basse, bass family this summer, just like always. The only people at Eleanor’s are going to be members of the design family.” As she walked into her room she turned back to add, “Hurry up Dan, you’ve gotta pack, I have no idea how long Eleanor will want me there and we have a bus to catch.”
As Dan watched his sister bounce off to get packed, he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of disappointment at the news that he wouldn’t be seeing Serena after all. He had to snap out of this funk and maybe the Hamptons were the perfect place to do just that.
Gossip Girl here, it appears we are expecting some plus late arrivals here in the Hamptons. B and her new guy on a flight here, in coach no less (were toi that desperate to come see us B?), when low and behold Little J and recently single Lonely Boy were seen boarding the Hamptons’ Bus late this afternoon. Is our favori Brooklyn boy looking to reclaim something, ou should I say someone, he lost. I’ll be the first to know, which means you’ll be the second.
xoxo
Gossip Girl
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“Chuck if toi don’t stop pacing toi are going to wear a hole in the carpet man. I mean really, Blair will get here when she gets here.” Nate never thought that he was going to be the one listening to Chuck’s girl drama. Wasn’t it supposed to be him complaining to Chuck about Blair not the other way around? What was the world coming to?
“Nathaniel, I can’t stop moving, when I déplacer it helps me plot and right now I need to plot. I have to be ready to sweep Blair off her feet and away from the wannabe King as soon as she steps foot in the Hamptons.” Chuck a dit as he continued to pace. Gripping his cell phone tightly and starting to dial a number.
“But, Chuck, really do toi think doing this is going to help toi win Blair back? She is going to be furious with you.”
It was almost funny to him, how hard Nate was trying to be supportive and helpful; but right now he didn’t have the patience for him. “Nate, be quiet I need to make this phone call and yes Blair is going to be furious but she will get over it, just like she is going to get over the fact that I didn’t meet her in Tuscany.” She had to forgive him, especially once he told her that he had come to her father’s château in France to win her back.
All he was thinking as his hired car pulled up the drive of the château was that he was going to do whatever it took to get Blair back. He couldn’t handle being without her. As he walked up the walkway he could see Roman and Howard sitting in the living room, snuggling up and drinking wine. Who cared if they were gay, at least they were happy, unlike him.
Chuck’s cœur, coeur was pounding harder than imaginable as he knocked on the door, he hoped Blair would agree to see him, maybe even answer the door herself. He held his breathe as the door opened, channeling all his hope towards her not slamming it in his face. But the opening door revealed an angry looking Howard.
“What are toi doing here Chuck. toi aren’t welcome in our home, not after what toi did to my little girl.”
At that Chuck realized he had hurt Blair plus than he thought he had in his worst imaginings. “Sir, please can I just see her, please, I need to explain myself.”
Roman appeared in the door frame suivant to Howard, “Chuck really just go home. She is finally happy again. For a long time even the new clothing samples that I had acquired wouldn’t cheer her up.”
To which Howard added, “And we aren’t going to let toi back into her life again, the place she went to after toi left her wasn’t a good one and I refuse to allow some spoiled brat like toi send her back there.”
Chuck was confused. What place was he referring to? Was Blair depressed, had she been hurting herself? If he had caused her that much pain he couldn’t ours it. “Sir, could toi tell me something, please?” A sigh from Howard caused him to continue on. “Is she happy now? Here in France.”
Howard’s answer hurt him plus than it should have. “Yes Chuck, my little girl has finally gotten over you, she is happy.”
With a simple, “Okay” Chuck turned and left, he knew that Howard and Roman weren’t going to tell Blair he had stopped par and he had to let them because Blair was happy.
Chuck cringed at the thought of that memory. He should have stayed. He should have fought for her then and there but he wanted her to be happy. Now he realized that the only way either of them could really be happy was if they were together. So he continued dialing the number.
After two rings he heard the voice of his delightful step mother. “Lily, oh, Serena’s out picking Blair up,” with this he looked at Nate with raised eyebrows, “that’s fine, I’m actually calling to speak with you. Is there a chance that toi could have my room prepared. Nathaniel’s house is a feeling a little stifling. Thank toi so much. I’ll have my stuff sent right over. Sure I’ll be there par dinner. Goodbye Lily.”
As Chuck clicked his phone shut Nate couldn’t help but think that Chuck must really be in l’amour with Blair to give up his summer of freedom to win her back. “Are toi sure about this Chuck?”
“I’ve never been plus sure of anything man. I can’t lose her.” As he a dit the words he knew they were true. “I’m going to go have my stuff sent over, I want to be there when she gets back. The look on her face is going to be absolutely priceless.”
“Well good luck man.”
“Thanks, I’m going to need it. I’ll keep toi updated.”
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“Serena, toi can let go now, SERENA” Blair finally managed to shake herself out of the hug in which her best friend had her locked in. “Serena meet Lord Marcus.”
Marcus made a sweeping bow, gently picked up Serena’s hand, and placed a light Kiss on it. “Any friend of Blair’s is a friend of mine.”
“Could toi be a little less cheesy?” Serena pretended to be disgusted going as far as wiping her hand off on her jean shorts but was secretly charmed. The guy was Blair’s type alright. “Well come on guys the car’s waiting, my mom wants us accueil in time for dîner she a dit something about us having a guest. Plus I left my phone at accueil and toi know I can't stand to be without my cell.”
As they walked out towards the car, Serena swore she saw Dan but then she shook her head. She knew better than to think Dan would come to the Hamptons.
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Spotted: V catching some rays at the plage with N. S picking up B and LM at the airport. C seemingly directing the chargement of his stuff at N's house. Where toi going C? Not leaving us I hope. And for a last little tid bit seems like I wasn't wrong before, D and little J seen ariving in the Hamptons, but when am I ever wrong. toi know toi l’amour me.
xoxo
Gossip Girl
At that very moment, she felt a warm, gentle hand on the small of her back, at first she somehow believed it was Chuck; he was the only one who had ever touched her like that. With so much care and gentleness, as if she might break. The words, “Don’t worry baby I’m going to be with toi every minute of the flight,” snapped her out of whatever foolish daydream she was in. Chuck would never say something so utterly cheesy, nor would he ever call her baby. No, this was Marcus, kind, faithful Lord Marcus. She could do this, anything to make this guy want her enough to make Chuck die with jealousy and if she had a little fun with Marcus along the way so much the better. toi never know, once she drove Chuck mad with jealousy, wrapped him around her finger again, then dumped him on his selfish ass, she and Marcus could really have a relationship. After all he was the perfect gentlemen.
He couldn’t believe Blair Waldorf was doing this for him. Blair who wouldn’t use a public restroom unless it was an absolute emergency, was going to fly coach for him. Of course this was no easy feat for him either, mingling with the masses was his PR agents idea and if the press saw him with the wealthy, well mannered Blair Cornelia Waldorf so much the better. She was exactly the kind of girl his publicist wanted him dating after his past couple of escapades. Blair must really like him. What a wonderful surprise, he thought that he was just going to be her rebound guy but there might actually be something in this for him other than a pleased publicist.
As Marcus led her to their seats he took out a sanitary wipe and ran it quickly over the armrests of Blair’s siège without anyone but her noticing. She mouthed a silent “Thank You.”
“Anything for the lady.” Marcus’s reply was accompanied par a short bow.
Giggling Blair thought, maybe this plane ride wouldn't kill her, if only all of these people would quit whispering and staring.
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Dan was brooding, lying on his bed, with his ipod playing the most depressing musique he knew. His summer could be described as dismal at best. He missed Serena, there was absolutely no way he could deny it, even though he had been trying to do just that for the past month. Without her his life was just wrong. But Serena had lied, lied to him since the jour she met him, and that was something that he couldn’t handle, no matter how much he missed her. He was completely wrapped up in his brooding until the shouts of his little sister jerked him out of it.
“DAAANNN, DAANNN, come here Dan and hurry.” Jenny screamed as she ran crazily around the apartment.
Dan appeared seemingly out of no where, grabbing his sister’s shoulders to slow her down. “Okay wait a second, what’s wrong Jen?”
“WHAT’S WRONG? WHAT’S WRONG? EVERYTHING! I am suppose to have an appointment with Eleanor Waldorf tomorrow and today her assistant informed me that Eleanor has left for her Hamptons office and expects me to meet her there! Dan, I don’t have a way to get to the Hamptons, I can’t take the Hamptons’ bus par myself. toi have to be sixteen ou have someone sixteen ou older with toi ou they won’t let toi even buy a ticket and Dad won’t be off tour for another month. After working my cul, ass off all summer, I am going to lose all I’ve worked for because I can’t get to the Hamptons!”
It didn’t take Dan long to make up his mind, everyone else was in ou headed towards the Hamptons, so why shouldn’t he go as well. “Okay Jen, I’ll go with toi to the Hamptons.”
“You will, OMG Dan thank toi so so so so much. I promise the suivant time toi need a favor, whatever it is, I’m down.” Jenny’s cœur, coeur felt like it could finally slow down, everything was going to be alright, she was going to Hamptons to meet with THE Eleanor Waldorf, who was going to l’amour her designs. With everything falling into place, now all she needed was the perfect guy to make her happy and if she was going to find that anywhere, it was definitely the Hamptons.
“Just one question Jen, where are we going to be staying, during this trip?” Dan was curious about how they were going to afford to live in the Hamptons for a few days.
Jenny’s reply was quick and to the point. “Eleanor Waldorf’s place of course, I am her design intern after all.”
It took Dan a minute before realizing the where Eleanor Waldorf lived so did Blair and where ever Blair was so was Serena. Not knowing if this was a good thing ou a bad thing Dan started to regret agreeing to help. Dan was about to commence brooding all over again when he heard his sister’s annoyingly happy voice.
“Oh Dan, don’t be concerned, toi won’t have to see Serena at all, Blair is staying with the van der Woodson – basse, bass family this summer, just like always. The only people at Eleanor’s are going to be members of the design family.” As she walked into her room she turned back to add, “Hurry up Dan, you’ve gotta pack, I have no idea how long Eleanor will want me there and we have a bus to catch.”
As Dan watched his sister bounce off to get packed, he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of disappointment at the news that he wouldn’t be seeing Serena after all. He had to snap out of this funk and maybe the Hamptons were the perfect place to do just that.
Gossip Girl here, it appears we are expecting some plus late arrivals here in the Hamptons. B and her new guy on a flight here, in coach no less (were toi that desperate to come see us B?), when low and behold Little J and recently single Lonely Boy were seen boarding the Hamptons’ Bus late this afternoon. Is our favori Brooklyn boy looking to reclaim something, ou should I say someone, he lost. I’ll be the first to know, which means you’ll be the second.
xoxo
Gossip Girl
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“Chuck if toi don’t stop pacing toi are going to wear a hole in the carpet man. I mean really, Blair will get here when she gets here.” Nate never thought that he was going to be the one listening to Chuck’s girl drama. Wasn’t it supposed to be him complaining to Chuck about Blair not the other way around? What was the world coming to?
“Nathaniel, I can’t stop moving, when I déplacer it helps me plot and right now I need to plot. I have to be ready to sweep Blair off her feet and away from the wannabe King as soon as she steps foot in the Hamptons.” Chuck a dit as he continued to pace. Gripping his cell phone tightly and starting to dial a number.
“But, Chuck, really do toi think doing this is going to help toi win Blair back? She is going to be furious with you.”
It was almost funny to him, how hard Nate was trying to be supportive and helpful; but right now he didn’t have the patience for him. “Nate, be quiet I need to make this phone call and yes Blair is going to be furious but she will get over it, just like she is going to get over the fact that I didn’t meet her in Tuscany.” She had to forgive him, especially once he told her that he had come to her father’s château in France to win her back.
All he was thinking as his hired car pulled up the drive of the château was that he was going to do whatever it took to get Blair back. He couldn’t handle being without her. As he walked up the walkway he could see Roman and Howard sitting in the living room, snuggling up and drinking wine. Who cared if they were gay, at least they were happy, unlike him.
Chuck’s cœur, coeur was pounding harder than imaginable as he knocked on the door, he hoped Blair would agree to see him, maybe even answer the door herself. He held his breathe as the door opened, channeling all his hope towards her not slamming it in his face. But the opening door revealed an angry looking Howard.
“What are toi doing here Chuck. toi aren’t welcome in our home, not after what toi did to my little girl.”
At that Chuck realized he had hurt Blair plus than he thought he had in his worst imaginings. “Sir, please can I just see her, please, I need to explain myself.”
Roman appeared in the door frame suivant to Howard, “Chuck really just go home. She is finally happy again. For a long time even the new clothing samples that I had acquired wouldn’t cheer her up.”
To which Howard added, “And we aren’t going to let toi back into her life again, the place she went to after toi left her wasn’t a good one and I refuse to allow some spoiled brat like toi send her back there.”
Chuck was confused. What place was he referring to? Was Blair depressed, had she been hurting herself? If he had caused her that much pain he couldn’t ours it. “Sir, could toi tell me something, please?” A sigh from Howard caused him to continue on. “Is she happy now? Here in France.”
Howard’s answer hurt him plus than it should have. “Yes Chuck, my little girl has finally gotten over you, she is happy.”
With a simple, “Okay” Chuck turned and left, he knew that Howard and Roman weren’t going to tell Blair he had stopped par and he had to let them because Blair was happy.
Chuck cringed at the thought of that memory. He should have stayed. He should have fought for her then and there but he wanted her to be happy. Now he realized that the only way either of them could really be happy was if they were together. So he continued dialing the number.
After two rings he heard the voice of his delightful step mother. “Lily, oh, Serena’s out picking Blair up,” with this he looked at Nate with raised eyebrows, “that’s fine, I’m actually calling to speak with you. Is there a chance that toi could have my room prepared. Nathaniel’s house is a feeling a little stifling. Thank toi so much. I’ll have my stuff sent right over. Sure I’ll be there par dinner. Goodbye Lily.”
As Chuck clicked his phone shut Nate couldn’t help but think that Chuck must really be in l’amour with Blair to give up his summer of freedom to win her back. “Are toi sure about this Chuck?”
“I’ve never been plus sure of anything man. I can’t lose her.” As he a dit the words he knew they were true. “I’m going to go have my stuff sent over, I want to be there when she gets back. The look on her face is going to be absolutely priceless.”
“Well good luck man.”
“Thanks, I’m going to need it. I’ll keep toi updated.”
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“Serena, toi can let go now, SERENA” Blair finally managed to shake herself out of the hug in which her best friend had her locked in. “Serena meet Lord Marcus.”
Marcus made a sweeping bow, gently picked up Serena’s hand, and placed a light Kiss on it. “Any friend of Blair’s is a friend of mine.”
“Could toi be a little less cheesy?” Serena pretended to be disgusted going as far as wiping her hand off on her jean shorts but was secretly charmed. The guy was Blair’s type alright. “Well come on guys the car’s waiting, my mom wants us accueil in time for dîner she a dit something about us having a guest. Plus I left my phone at accueil and toi know I can't stand to be without my cell.”
As they walked out towards the car, Serena swore she saw Dan but then she shook her head. She knew better than to think Dan would come to the Hamptons.
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Spotted: V catching some rays at the plage with N. S picking up B and LM at the airport. C seemingly directing the chargement of his stuff at N's house. Where toi going C? Not leaving us I hope. And for a last little tid bit seems like I wasn't wrong before, D and little J seen ariving in the Hamptons, but when am I ever wrong. toi know toi l’amour me.
xoxo
Gossip Girl
Avoiding each other...
Grown up...?
