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out of his locker at the Riverside Preparatory School for Boys.<br />
“Don’t forget to use protection,” Chuck called, raising his glass at<br />
Blair and Nate as they turned down the long, red-carpeted hallway<br />
to Blair’s bedroom.<br />
Blair grasped the glass doorknob and turned it, surprising her<br />
Russian Blue cat, Kitty Minky, who was curled up on the red silk<br />
bedspread. Blair paused at the threshold and leaned back against<br />
Nate, pressing her body into his. She reached down to take his<br />
hand.<br />
At that moment, Nate’s hopes perked up. Blair was acting sort of<br />
sultry and sexy and could it be . . . something was about to<br />
happen?<br />
Blair squeezed Nate’s hand and pulled him into the room. They<br />
stumbled over each other, falling toward the bed, and spilling their<br />
drinks on the mohair rug. Blair giggled; the scotch she’d pounded<br />
had gone right to her head.<br />
I’m about to have sex with Nate, she thought giddily. And then<br />
they’d both graduate in June and go to Yale in the fall and have a<br />
huge wedding four years later and find a beautiful apartment on<br />
Park Avenue and decorate the whole thing in velvet, silk, and fur<br />
and have sex in every room on a rotating basis.<br />
Suddenly Blair’s mother’s voice rang out, loud and clear, down the<br />
hallway.<br />
“Serena van der Woodsen! What a lovely surprise!”<br />
Nate dropped Blair’s hand and straightened up like a soldier called<br />
to attention. Blair sat down hard on the end of her bed, put her<br />
drink on the floor, and grasped the bedspread in tight, whiteknuckled<br />
fists.<br />
She looked up at Nate.<br />
But Nate was already turning to go, striding back down the hall to<br />
see if it could possibly be true. Had Serena van der Woodsen really<br />
come back?<br />
The movie of Blair’s life had taken a sudden, tragic turn. Blair<br />
clutched her stomach, ravenous again.<br />
She should have gone for the hot dog after all.<br />
“Hello, hello, hello!” Blair’s mother crowed, kissing the smooth,<br />
hollow cheeks of each van der Woodsen.<br />
Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss!<br />
“I know you weren’t expecting Serena, dear,” Mrs. van der Woodsen<br />
whispered in a concerned, confidential tone. “I hope it’s all right.”<br />
“Of course. Yes, it’s fine,” Mrs. Waldorf said. “Did you come home<br />
for the weekend, Serena?”<br />
Serena van der Woodsen shook her head and handed her vintage