Novels by Cecily von Ziegesar: Gossip Girl You Know You ... - Weebly
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splotchy.<br />
Blair had seen this transformation in Serena many times as they<br />
grew up together. Once, when they were both eight, they had<br />
walked the three miles from Serena’s country house into the town<br />
of Ridgefield to buy ice cream cones. Serena stepped out of the ice<br />
cream shop with her triple strawberry cone with chocolate sprinkles<br />
and bent down to pet a dog tied up outside. All three scoops fell<br />
splat into the dirt. Serena’s eyes had grown huge and her face<br />
looked like she had the measles. The tears had just started to roll,<br />
and Blair was about to offer to share her cone with Serena, when<br />
the shop owner came out with a fresh cone for her.<br />
Seeing Serena on the verge of tears once more touched something<br />
deep inside of Blair, like an involuntary impulse.<br />
“Um. But we’re going out on Friday,” she told Serena. “Drinks<br />
around eight at the Tribeca Star, if you want to come.”<br />
Serena took a deep breath and nodded. “Just like old times,” she<br />
said, staving off her tears and attempting a smile.<br />
“Right,” Blair said.<br />
She made a note in her mental PalmPilot to tell Nate not to come<br />
out on Friday now that Serena was coming. Blair’s new plan was to<br />
knock back a few drinks with Serena at the Tribeca Star, leave early,<br />
go home, fill her room with candles, take a bath, and wait for Nate<br />
to come. And then they’d have sex all night long to romantic music.<br />
She’d already burned a sexy CD to play while they did it.<br />
Even the best-bred girls resort to cheesy things like burning CD<br />
mixes when they’re losing their virginity.<br />
The bell rang and the girls went their separate ways to class; Blair<br />
to her AP Academic-Achievers afternoon, and Serena to her plain old<br />
Kraft-American-Slices classes.<br />
Serena couldn’t believe she had just been rejected not once but<br />
twice in the last ten minutes. And as she gathered her books from<br />
her locker, she tried to come up with a new plan of action. She<br />
wasn’t going to give up.<br />
Her picture wasn’t on the side of a bus for nothing.<br />
Vanessa skipped the first five minutes of Calculus to call Daniel on<br />
his cell phone. She knew he had Study Hall fourth period on<br />
Thursdays, and he was probably hanging out outside, reading<br />
poetry and smoking cigarettes. A girl was using Constance’s pay<br />
phone in the hallway <strong>by</strong> the stairs, so Vanessa slipped outside to<br />
the pay phone on the corner of Ninety-third Street and Madison.<br />
The lower-school boys were playing dodgeball in the Riverside Prep<br />
School courtyard, so when his cell phone rang, Dan was sitting on a<br />
park bench in the traffic island in the middle of Broadway. He’d just