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white　roses　hung　from　ceiling。　Blair　had　a　strong　déjà　vu。

Her　mother　had　married　a　month　before　with　a　Mané；　suarento　named　Cyrus　Rose；　fat　and

receipt　of　the　marriage　happened　in　that　room。　The　marriage　also　occurred　on　the　anniversary

of　17　years　of　Blair；　the　day　she　planned　to　go　to　the　end　with　Nate。　She　spent　hours　if

store　and　tested　repeatedly　in　the　head　every　moment　of　it。　But　then　she　was　hampered　by

Nate　is　holding　with　that　little　girl　in　the　lobby　of　the　hotel　and　realized　that　in　the

end；　no　matter　how　nice　you　were　on　your　bridesmaid　dress　from　Chloé　brown；　or　how　her　hair

was　theater；　or　the　height　of　jumps　of　her　Manolo　Blahnik　stiletto；　Nate

was　busy　apalpando　the　breasts　of　that　balloon　head　felpuda　of　14　years　to　realize

something。

It　was　the　worst　birthday　that　Blair　has。　But　she　would　not　be　hammering　it。　It　was　not　that

type。

Oh；　yeah；　okay　then。

…　I　believe　more　in　fate　…　she　said　to　Serena；　lowering　the　crystal　flute　with　a　thud　on　the

table　and　almost　breaking　the　rod。　Blair　spent　the　fingers　in　the　long　dark…brown　hair　that

had　been　trimmed　by　Antoine　that　day；　his　new　favorite　hairdresser　Elizabeth　Arden　Red　Door

Salon。

Serena　laughed　and　goggle　blue。

…　So；　how　do　you　always　said　that　their　destination　was　Yale？

…　This　is　different　…　Blair　insisted。

Blairs　father　had　gone　to　Yale　and　Blair　always　dreamed　to　go　there　too。　She　was　the　first

of　the　class　in　Constance　Billard　and　extracurricular　activities　was　leaving　the　cover；　then

try　the　early　admission　seemed　an　obvious　choice。　But　during　the　interview；　she　collapsed

and　Blair　became　the　Queen　of　Drama　at　the　Cinema。　Told　the　interviewer　a　touching　story　of

how　her　mother　had　been　divorced　from　her　father　was　gay　and　about　to　marry　a　man　she　barely

knew；　and　was　dying　to　get　into　college　and　start　a　whole　new　life。　And　then　she　kissed　the

interviewer　…　in　fact；　was　tiptoe　and　kissed　on　the　cheek

haggard　and　Erica　hair！

Blair　has　always　imagined　the　heroine　of　a　movie　black　and　white　of　the　1950s；　with　Audrey

Hepburn　style；　his　idol。　That　time　had　been　his　ruin。　Now　she　was　required　to　apply　for

regular　admission　to　Yale　with　all　others；　and　came　to　talk　with　his　father　to　donate　a

study　program　to　Yalena　France　as　a　way　to　give　a　forcinha　for　her。　But　their　chances　to　get

in　there　still　were；