important than listening to Blair?s speech or getting her diploma。 At least Blair had the satisfaction
of knowing that Serena would never get the part。 She was way too tall; too blond; and too
blue…eyed?totally wrong for it。
?I got the part!? Serena screamed at the top of her lungs; so excited; she didn?t care who was
listening。 She grabbed Nate and squeezed him with her long; perfectly toned arms。 ?Ken Mogul
just called。 I got the part!?
Blair nearly fell off Lord Marcus?s knee。 She?d already been hating Serena all over again for
missing her graduation speech and for wearing the exact same Oscar de la Renta suit she had。 And
of course she still secretly hated her for being with Nate。 It hadn?t seemed possible to hate her any
more?until now。 But Blair had already started talking to Serena again?she?d even taken Serena?s
chemistry exam for her; for Christ?s sake; so now she was stuck with the awkward choice of
suddenly acting like a bitch for no reason in front of Lord Marcus; or being pletely fake and
pretending to be nice so Lord Marcus wouldn?t think she was a bitch and change his mind about
wanting to marry her。
As if he hadn?t already noticed her bitchy side。
Nate stood next to Serena like a hired piece of celebrity arm candy。 He rubbed his eyes and
smiled at Blair and Marcus blearily; and for the first time in a long time; Blair wondered what
she?d ever seen in him。 No matter how often they broke up; her happily…ever…after fantasies had
always featured Nate; but now they had a new and improved co…star。 She leaned back against
Marcus?s chest; making it very clear that she was supremely fortable on his lap and totally
unruffled by Serena?s news。 Her perfectly tailored suit was a little warm in the stuffy room; but it
looked so good on her; she didn?t care。
All of a sudden; another good…looking but shorter couple stepped around Nate and Serena and
gazed tensely around the room; as if they were worried someone might yell at them for crashing
the party。 Blair sat up and unbuttoned her Oscar de la Renta suit jacket; flinging it onto the floor in
disgust。 The male part of the new couple was her twelve…year…old brother Tyler; attempting to look
like a rock star by wearing a vintage Armani tuxedo jacket over a ripped black ACDC T…shirt。 The
dimple…cheeked; waiflike girl on his arm was wearing the same fucking white Oscar de la Renta
suit Blair was。 She was even wearing the same fucking Manolo Blahnik shoes as Blair。 Her
fucking hair was the same color as Blair?s; and it was cut in a short layered bob; just like Blair?s。
Blair squinted。 She had never seen this fucking girl in her life; but if she wasn?t mistaken; she was
also wearing Chanel?s fucking Stroppy lip gloss; Blair?s fucking favorite。
Growl。
Blair hitched up the straps o