Blair shoved an armload of jewel…toned Juicy Couture tracksuits into her already…heaving duffel
bag。 She used to be so sensitive about the subject of Yale; but that was before she got in。 ?My
dad?s a member。 They?ll take me or he?ll kick their asses。?
Vanessa was still watching her。 Blair could hear the ticking of the electric clock on the old
stove。 ?Oh。 I almost forgot。? She picked up the Browns of London shopping bag she?d lugged all
the way home from school。
Not that she?d actually walked all the way。
?I got you a dress for graduation。 It was too perfect; and I figured you didn?t know where to buy
anything that isn?t black。 I even have the perfect shoes you can have to go with it。?
Vanessa tugged the white…tissue…wrapped bundle out of the bag and shook out the dress。 Even
though it was white; it was awesome。 Sort of Morticia…Addams…meets…Bride…of…Frankenstein。 Of
course; she didn?t have the heart to tell Blair that Aaron had proposed they leave town before
graduation even happened。
And we thought she?d forgotten all about that。
Vanessa stood on one foot and scratched the back of her calf with the black…painted toenails of
her other foot; still holding the dress。 She was already freaking out about graduating and what lay
ahead; and now this。 ?Shit。 This is sad。? She threw her arms around Blair。 ?I?m going to miss
you。?
Blair hugged her back。 ?Look; we?re practically the same height;? she murmured gently; giving
Vanessa?s doughy half…naked body an affectionate squeeze。 ?We?ll totally be next to each other in
the graduation lineup。?
Vanessa smiled and wiped away a stray tear。 She pointed to one of the myriad pairs of Manolo
stilettos scattered on the dusty wooden floor。 ?Not when you wear those。?
?Well; you can always borrow a pair;? Blair offered gently。 The two girls laughed; and in an
instant all was forgiven。 Even the loud sex with Aaron last night and the random sex with Dan on
the roof in what was supposed to have been Blair and Vanessa?s special spot。 If that was what she
needed to do to fend off pregraduation jitters; then so be it。
?I?m going to take a shower;? Dan announced; even though neither of the girls was paying any
attention to him。
Vanessa picked up the black jean skirt Blair had discarded on the floor and pulled it over her butt
without even attempting to button it。 Then she slung the handles of one of the Louis Vuitton duffel
bags and two of the Barneys bags full of shoes over her shoulder。 ?e on。 I?ll help you carry
your bags downstairs。?
Chuck was waiting