of a bad way if you didn?t know the people。 She decided to start with Blair?s interview。 Blair
looked totally awesome sitting in front of Bethesda Fountain in Central Park wearing a black polo
shirt and her jade…and…Swarovski…crystal chandelier earrings。 A group of shirtless boys were
playing Frisbee in the background; girls in bikinis sprawled at their feet。
?For me it?s not just about having sex; though。 It?s about my whole future。 Yale and Nate: the
two things I?ve always wanted ?? Blair declared; sounding unusually psychotic。 ?And if I don?t
get in ? someone is going to fucking pay。 This is; like; my one chance to be happy; and I think I
deserve it; you know??
Well; hello; crazy bitch。
Vanessa winced。 Of course it was good film; but considering how things had turned out with
Nate; it would hurt Blair?s feelings too much to use it。
Aaron came out of the kitchen to peer over her shoulder at the little screen on her digital video
camera; a carrot stick in his mouth。 ?When?s my part??
Vanessa fast…forwarded until she got to Aaron?s interview; taken late one night in her
bedroom?which explained why he was wearing only a lavender…and…celery…green striped sheet。
The interview had been done before he cut his hair; and brown mini dreadlocks stuck out in all
directions from his head。
?I?ve been feeling really; really good about myself since I heard from Harvard;? the practically
naked; dreadlocked Aaron told the camera。 ?I mean; I used to be this skinny kid with braces and
frizzy hair; and now I?m; like; theking 。 It totally rocks!?
Good for you; dude。 Good for you。
Behind them; the timer on the oven went off。 ?I sound like an asshole;? Aaron observed casually
as he headed back into the kitchen。 ?But you can use it。 I don?t mind。?
Vanessa went back to Blair?s segment; watching it over and over and trying to edit it in such a
way that Blair wouldn?t sound totally demonic。 Maybe Blair didn?t have Nate anymore; but she
had gotten into Yale in the end。 As she scrolled over and over through the footage in her film;
listening to her classmates? and peers? hilariously self…absorbed statements and sad truths; she
grew more and more reticent about missing graduation。 Not that she was actually into group hugs
or white dresses; but it seemed kind ofwrong to miss out on the one day she?d been waiting for
since she started at Constance Billard in ninth grade。
Like hooking up with two guys on the same daywasn?t wrong?
Professor Pierre Papadametriou
English Dept。; The Evergreen State College
2700 Evergreen Parkway NW
Olympia; WA 98505
Daniel Humphrey
815 West End Avenue; Apt。 8D
New York; NY 10024