Novels by Cecily von Ziegesar: Gossip Girl You Know You ... - Weebly
Novels by Cecily von Ziegesar: Gossip Girl You Know You ... - Weebly Novels by Cecily von Ziegesar: Gossip Girl You Know You ... - Weebly
“I always drink rum and Coke,” Vanessa told Serena. “Unless I’m doing shots. But you have whatever you want. They have everything here.” Ruby was taking their drink order. Because she was in the band, she got them for free. “I feel like something different,” Serena mused. “Can I just get a shot of Stoli and a Coke on the side?” she asked Ruby. “Nice choice,” Ruby said approvingly. Ruby had a cool black bob with short bangs and was wearing dark green leather pants. She looked like the kind of girl who could take care of herself anywhere, anytime. Her band was called SugarDaddy, and she was the only girl in it. She played bass. “And don’t forget my cherry!” Vanessa yelled after her as Ruby left to get the drinks. “Your sister’s awesome,” Serena said. Vanessa shrugged. “Yeah,” she said. “It’s a pain in my ass, though. I mean, everyone’s always like, ‘Ruby’s so cool’ and I’m like, ‘Hello?’ ” Serena laughed. “I know what you mean. My older brother—he goes to Brown, and everybody loves him. My parents are always so into everything he does, and now that I’m back from boarding school it’s like, ‘Oh, we have a daughter?’ ” “Totally,” Vanessa agreed. She couldn’t believe she was having such a ridiculously normal conversation with Serena van der Woodsen. Ruby brought them their drinks. “Sorry guys, I gotta go set up,” she said. “Good luck,” Serena told her. “Thanks, sweetie,” Ruby said. She picked up her guitar case and went to find her bandmates. Vanessa couldn’t believe it. Ruby never called anyone sweetie except for Tofu, her parakeet. Serena certainly had a way of melting people’s hearts. Vanessa was even starting to like her a little herself. She picked up her drink and clinked glasses with Serena. “To cool-ass chicks,” she said, knowing it sounded seriously gay, but not really giving a shit. Serena laughed and tossed back her shot of Stoli. She wiped her eyes and blinked a few times. A scruffy-looking guy wearing an oversized tuxedo was walking into the bar. He stopped in the doorway and stared at Serena as if he’d seen a ghost. “Hey, isn’t that your friend Dan?” Serena asked Vanessa, pointing at him. Dan was wearing a tuxedo for the first time in his life. He’d felt
pretty sharp when he first put it on, but he still couldn’t deal with the Kiss on the Lips party. So when Jenny let him blow the party off, he’d come to The Five and Dime to apologize to Vanessa for being such a dick over the Marjorie thing. He’d tried to convince himself it didn’t matter that he’d probably never see Serena van der Woodsen again in his life. After all, he told himself, life was fragile and absurd. Life was absurd all right. Because there Serena was. In Williamsburg, of all places. His dream girl. Dan felt like Cinderella. He shoved his hands in his pockets to keep them from shaking, and tried to plan his next move. He would walk over and suavely offer to buy Serena a drink. Too bad the only suave thing about him was his outfit. Even it was only half as suave as it could have been if he’d kept the Armani from Barneys. “Hey,” Dan said when he reached their table, his voice cracking. “What’re you doing here?” Vanessa said. She couldn’t believe her luck. Did it have to be quite this bad? Was she going to have to sit there for the rest of the night watching Dan drool over Serena? Sorry, honey. “I blew off that Kiss on the Lips party. It really wasn’t my thing,” Dan said. “Me too,” Serena said, smiling at Dan like he’d never been smiled at before. Dan clutched the back of Vanessa’s chair for balance. “Hey,” he said shyly. “You remember Serena,” Vanessa said. “She’s in my class at Constance.” “Hey Dan,” Serena said. “Nice tux.” Dan blushed and looked down at himself. “Thanks,” he said. He looked up again. “And that dress is . . . looks . . . pretty also,” he stuttered. He hadn’t thought it was possible to sound so idiotic. “What about my shirt?” Vanessa said loudly. “Have you ever seen me look this hot?” Dan stared at Vanessa’s shirt. It was a red T-shirt. Not very exciting. “Is it new?” he asked, confused. “Never mind,” Vanessa sighed, impatiently swirling the maraschino cherry around in her glass. “Grab a chair,” Serena said, moving over to make room for him. “Ruby’s band is going to play in a minute.” The rumors couldn’t possibly be true. Serena didn’t look like a sexcrazed, drug-addicted maniac. She looked delicate and perfect and exciting, like a wildflower you stumble upon unexpectedly in Central Park. Dan wanted to hold hands with her and whisper to each other all night long.
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“I always drink rum and Coke,” Vanessa told Serena. “Unless I’m<br />
doing shots. But you have whatever you want. They have<br />
everything here.”<br />
Ru<strong>by</strong> was taking their drink order. Because she was in the band, she<br />
got them for free.<br />
“I feel like something different,” Serena mused. “Can I just get a<br />
shot of Stoli and a Coke on the side?” she asked Ru<strong>by</strong>.<br />
“Nice choice,” Ru<strong>by</strong> said approvingly. Ru<strong>by</strong> had a cool black bob<br />
with short bangs and was wearing dark green leather pants. She<br />
looked like the kind of girl who could take care of herself anywhere,<br />
anytime. Her band was called SugarDaddy, and she was the only<br />
girl in it. She played bass.<br />
“And don’t forget my cherry!” Vanessa yelled after her as Ru<strong>by</strong> left<br />
to get the drinks.<br />
“<strong>You</strong>r sister’s awesome,” Serena said.<br />
Vanessa shrugged. “Yeah,” she said. “It’s a pain in my ass, though. I<br />
mean, everyone’s always like, ‘Ru<strong>by</strong>’s so cool’ and I’m like,<br />
‘Hello?’ ”<br />
Serena laughed. “I know what you mean. My older brother—he goes<br />
to Brown, and everybody loves him. My parents are always so into<br />
everything he does, and now that I’m back from boarding school it’s<br />
like, ‘Oh, we have a daughter?’ ”<br />
“Totally,” Vanessa agreed. She couldn’t believe she was having such<br />
a ridiculously normal conversation with Serena van der Woodsen.<br />
Ru<strong>by</strong> brought them their drinks. “Sorry guys, I gotta go set up,” she<br />
said.<br />
“Good luck,” Serena told her.<br />
“Thanks, sweetie,” Ru<strong>by</strong> said. She picked up her guitar case and<br />
went to find her bandmates.<br />
Vanessa couldn’t believe it. Ru<strong>by</strong> never called anyone sweetie<br />
except for Tofu, her parakeet. Serena certainly had a way of melting<br />
people’s hearts. Vanessa was even starting to like her a little<br />
herself. She picked up her drink and clinked glasses with Serena. “To<br />
cool-ass chicks,” she said, knowing it sounded seriously gay, but not<br />
really giving a shit.<br />
Serena laughed and tossed back her shot of Stoli. She wiped her<br />
eyes and blinked a few times. A scruffy-looking guy wearing an<br />
oversized tuxedo was walking into the bar. He stopped in the<br />
doorway and stared at Serena as if he’d seen a ghost.<br />
“Hey, isn’t that your friend Dan?” Serena asked Vanessa, pointing at<br />
him.<br />
Dan was wearing a tuxedo for the first time in his life. He’d felt
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