?Okay。? Fiona hitched her ugly green backpack up on her shoulder。 ?I?ll e back and get you
in; like; an hour and ten。 We can get bagels in the caf? and I?ll show you my room。?
Whoa; sounds like a party。
Jenny was already sure she was never going to see Fiona again because Fiona was going to get so
caught up in her irregular verbs or whatever; she?d forget all about how she?d left Jenny with the
coolest; worst…behaved girls at Hanover。 She pulled a tube of Chanel Stroppy lip gloss out of her
bag and smeared some on。 Then she stepped inside the mon room。 ?Hi;? she announced
shyly。 ?I?m Jennifer。 I?m visiting from the city? I go to Constance Billard?you know; where
Serena van der Woodsen went?? She knew it was lame to mention Serena right away; but she
wanted these girls to know that she was cool; that she was one of them。
One girl with short black hair and beautifully painted Chanel Vamp toenails glanced her way but
then looked quickly away again。 Other than that; no one seemed to hear what she?d said。 The
wood paneling in the mon room gave off an amber glow; and the oriental carpet beneath
Jenny?s feet was in perfect condition。 She felt like she was in the den of some old mansion rather
than in a school。
?So; I hear Hanover can get pretty crazy sometimes。 At least; that?s what Serena told me;? Jenny
babbled on; still standing in the doorway like an idiot。 She wanted to make it very clear that she
didn?t just knowof Serena。 They were pals。
?Shush;? whispered a beautiful blond girl with legs so long and so tan; they looked fake。 ?You?re
going to get us in trouble。?
Hello?Since when were Hanover girls worried about getting into trouble?
?Sorry;? Jenny muttered meekly。 She sat down in an empty leather chair; wincing at the noisy
farting sound it made when her bare legs rubbed against it。 She placed her faux Louis Vuitton bag
primly on her lap; wishing she?d at least thought to bring a book。 Out of the corner of her eye; she
caught the girl with short black hair checking her out once more。 Jenny pulled an old receipt from
Duane Reade out of the side pocket of her bag and then hunted for the stubby Hello Kitty pencil
she?d had since fifth grade。
What?s the deal? I thought Hanover was supposed to be totally WILD; she scribbled on the back
of the receipt。 Then she folded up the receipt and daringly tossed it in the short…haired girl?s lap。
Less than a minute later the receipt came back with blue pen all over it。Well; basically; the little
episode with your friend Serena (who used to be my neighbor here in Riley?when she was actually
around) ruined everything。 After getting rid of her; they instituted the disciplinary code; which
basically says that if you tell on your friends; you get privileges。 There?s so much incentive to tell
on your friends that no one ever does anything worth talking about anymore。 This place is totally
dry; quiet; and B。O。R。I。N。G!!! I?m a senior; though; so I?m outta here?YAY!
Jenny looked up from the note and studied the other girls in the room more carefully。 One of the