小说园

第8部分（第1页）

lunch　with　her　jagged；　unpainted　pinky　nail。　？Yeah；　but　would　you　really　want　to　send　a　boarding

school　a　whole　bunch　of　paintings　of　some　boy　you　don？t　even　talk　to　anymore？？　she　asked

reasonably。

Well；　at　least　they？d　know　I　was　capable　ofhavinga　boyfriend　；　Jenny　retorted　silently；　suddenly

irked　by　the　prep…piness　of　Elise？s　shell　pink　Peter　Pan…collared　blouse　and　the　way　her　breath

always　smelled　like　yesterday？s　egg　rolls。

Besides；　Waverly　sounded　like　the　kind　of　school　that　was　always　evolving；　not　a　party　school

per　se；　but　a　school　that　wasn？t　afraid　to　try　something　new　or　take　a　risk　on　someone。

Likeher；　for　instance？

Elise　stopped　picking　her　teeth　and　reached　for　Jenny？s　makeup　bag；　opening　it　without　asking

permission　and　unscrewing　a　tube　of　shimmering　lilac…colored　Stila　lip　gloss。　She　puckered　her

wide　mouth　and　began　generously　smearing　lip　gloss　all　over　it。

When　Jenny　really　thought　about　it；　she　had　taken　a　risk　on　Elise。　First　she　had　been　friendless；

and　now　she　had　a　friend；　whether　she　liked　it　or　not。

？You？re　right；？　she　mused；　retrieving　her　makeup　bag　and　spilling　it　into　one　of　the　small；　low

sinks。　？I　should　send　Waverly　something　new　anyway。　Something　I　haven？t　tried　before。？　She

sorted　through　the　assortment　of　eyeliners；　shadows；　and　glosses；　looking　for　her　favorite　Clinique

four…shades…of…gray　eye　shadow　palette　in　its　mint　green　plastic　case。　？Would　you　mind　if　I

painted　your　portrait　with　this？？　she　asked　her　friend；　holding　up　the　palette　and　feeling　suddenly

inspired。　She？d　do　Elise　in　eye　shadow；　her　dad　in　red　wine；　and　Dan　in　？　instant　coffee。　It　was

innovative　and　meaningful；　and　way　better　than　sending　Waverly　a　tear　sheet　of　her　jog　bra

modeling　debut　or　her　first　appearance　on　Page　Six。

Not　that　Jenny　wasn？t　still　a　party　girl　looking　for　a　party　school；　but　Serena　van　der　Woodsen

had　taught　her　a　very　important　lesson：　Party　girls　are　deeper　and　smarter　than　they　first　appear。

Be　still　her　cheating　heart

Vanessa　was　sitting　on　the　floor　in　her　living　room　wearing　only　the　black

SUGARDADDYDIDHUNGARYT…shirt　her　sister；　Ruby；　had　sent　her　from　Budapest；　a　recent

stop　on　her　band？s　tour；　and　a　pair　of　somebody？s　gray…and…white　striped　boxers？it　was　getting

hard　to　keep　them　straight。　She　was　trying　to　smoothly　splice　together　Chuck　Bass？s　horrifying

and　amusing　interview；　plete　with　pet　snow　monkey；　with　Kati　and　Isabel　talking　about　how

they？d　decided　to　go　to　Rollins　College　in　Florida　together　even　though　Isabel　had　gotten　into

Princeton。　Chuck　was　wearing　a　tight　white　wifebeater　T…shirt　and　was　rubbing　his　beefy；

unnaturally　tan　arms　with　Bain　de　Soleil　dark　tanning　oil　as　he　explained　how　he　stayed　golden

brown　all　year。　His　monkey　remained　curled　in　his　lap；　blinking　stupidly　at　the　camera　with　its

creepy　light　blue　eyes。

？Normally　I　lie　in　the　beds　like　once；　maybe　twice　a　week；　or　I　use　this　amazing　Est？e　Lauder