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“Thanks,” Serena said. Now she wasn’t going to hang out with Dan
and practice their lines like she’d imagined. And what was she
going to tell Ms. Glos? She still didn’t have any extracurriculars, and
no halfway decent college was going to want her.
Vanessa walked away, looking for Marjorie so she could tell her the
good news. She was going to have to change the entire film now
that Marjorie was her star. It would have to be a comedy. But at
least she had saved herself from making Endless Love in the Park
After Dark, starring Serena van der Woodsen and Daniel Humphrey.
Blech.
Serena stood in the corner of the cafeteria, the remaining cookies
crumbling in her hand. Gone With the Wind was a total cheese-fest,
and she was too polished for War and Peace. What else could she
do? She chewed on her thumbnail, deep in thought.
Maybe she could make a movie of her own. Blair took film—she
could help. When they were younger they’d always talked about
making movies. Blair was always going to be the star, wearing cool
Givenchy outfits like Audrey Hepburn, except Blair preferred Fendi.
And Serena always wanted to direct. She would wear floppy linen
pants and shout through a bullhorn and sit in a chair with the word
“director” on it.
This was their chance.
“Blair,” Serena nearly shouted when she saw Blair by the milk table.
She rushed over to her, overcome by the brilliance of her idea. “I
need your help,” Serena said, squeezing Blair’s arm.
Blair kept her body stiff until Serena let go.
“Sorry,” Serena said. “Listen, I want to make a movie, and I thought
you could help me, you know, with the cameras and stuff, since you
take film.”
Blair glanced at Kati and Isabel, who were quietly sipping milk
behind her. Then she smiled up at Serena, and shook her head.
“Sorry, I can’t,” she said. “I’ve got activities every single day after
school. I don’t have time.”
“Oh, come on, Blair,” Serena said, grabbing Blair’s hand.
“Remember, we always wanted to do this. You wanted to be Audrey
Hepburn.”
Blair removed her hand and folded her arms across her chest,
glancing at Isabel and Kati again.
“Don’t worry, I’ll do all the work,” Serena added hastily. “All you
have to do is show me how to use the camera and the lighting and
stuff.”
“I can’t,” Blair insisted. “Sorry.”
Serena pursed her lips to keep them from trembling. Her eyes
seemed to be growing larger and larger, and her face was turning