gossip girl 8 英文- 第16部分

？Next！？　he　shouted；　dismissing　her。　

Nate　was　standing　by　the　elevators；　a　damp　tissue　wadded　in　his　fist。　？My　mom　brought　me　here　
to　buy　my　first　real　suit；？　he　told　Serena；　his　lower　lip　trembling。　？Afterwards　we　got　ice　cream　
and　she　took　me　to　the　zoo　in　the　park。　It　smelled　like　peanuts。？　

？Aw。？　Serena　hugged　him　and　kissed　his　ear。　？Listen；　I　think　I　know　of　a　way　to　cheer　you　up。？　
After　the　Viagra　incident　in　Bergdorf？s　on　Tuesday；　Serena　thought　Nate　was　basically　up　for　it　
any　time；　anywhere。　She　nodded　toward　the　ladies？　lounge。　


Nate　hesitated。　He？d　smoked　a　tiny　joint　when　he　woke　up；　and　he？d　left　the　Viagra　at　home。　
Besides；　all　this　crying　was　so　exhausting。　He　really　wasn？t　in　the　mood。　

The　ladies？　lounge　door　swung　open；　and　Blair　and　that　sandy…haired　hunk　of　hers　came　out；　
holding　hands。　？How　do　you　do？？　Blair　gestured　with　her　empty　cigarette　holder　in　an　
exaggerated　imitation　of　the　part　both　girls　had　just　played。　She　giggled。　？You　guys　want　to　go　get　
a　drink？？　

？Definitely；？　Serena　gushed　eagerly。　

Of　course；　it　was　only　ten…thirty　on　a　Saturday　morning；　but　the　future　Audreys　of　the　world　
clearly　know　how　to　enjoy　themselves。　

Lord　Marcus　pressed　the　button　for　the　elevator　and　the　doors　rolled　open。　

？Wait！？　one　of　Ken　Mogul？s　black…tunic…wearing；　blond　crew　girls　yelled。　Blair？s　heart　skipped　
a　beat。　Surely　they　were　going　to　offer　her　the　part　right　now　and　send　the　other　girls　packing。　But　
the　girl　was　looking　at　Serena。　

？Oops！？　Serena　blushed；　swiping　the　mirrored　aviators　off　her　head　and　handing　them　
back。　？I？m　such　a　klepto！？　

The　girl　took　the　sunglasses　and　then　stood　on　tiptoe　to　whisper　in　Serena？s　ear。　Blair　watched；　
riveted；　as　Serena　nodded；　listening　silently。　Then　the　crew　girl　left　to　supply　her　sunglasses　to　
another　Holly　hopeful。　

Blair　bit　her　lip；　nearly　drawing　blood。　The　need　to　know　what　the　crewperson　had　whispered　to　
Serena　was　killing　her；　but　she　forced　herself　not　to　ask；　and　Serena　decided　not　to　tell　her。　The　
idea　that　they　were　sort　of　talking　to　each　other　again　was　so　tenuous　and　so　new；　neither　of　them　
wanted　to　ruin　it。　

Plus；　Lord　Marcus　had　only　seen　Blair　on　her　best　behavior。　She　couldn？t　pull　anExorcist　and　
freak　out　in　front　of　him　now　or　he？d　pack　his　bags　and　head　back　to　the　U。K。　as　quick　as　you　can　
say；　？Bloody　hell。？　

Serena　reached　for　Nate？s　hand　and　gave　it　an　excited　squeeze；　barely　able　to　keep　the　secret　to　
herself。　？Let？s　go　get　silly。？　

？Hear；　hear！？　Lord　Marcus　agreed。　

Blair　didn？t　even　flinch　at　the　sight　of　Serena　and　Nate　holding　hands。　She？d　always　wanted　to　
be　a　foursome；　she？d　just　always　thought　it　would　be　her　and　Nate　and　Serena　and　someone　else。　
She　looked　up　into　Lord　Marcus？s　handsome　golf…course…green　eyes　and　he　swooped　down　and　
kissed　her　tenderly　on　the　tip　of　her　nose。　


Nate　had　never　been　that　into　public　displays　of　affection。　And　anyway；　what　had　ever　been　so　
special　about　Nate？　

Boys　will　be　boys　and　girls　will　be　girls　

？I　heard　about　you。　You？re　the　kid　who？s　to　take　my　place　on　the　Yale　lacrosse　team。　Excuse　me；　
ladies。？　Lord　Marcus　reached　across　Blair　and　Serena　to　clasp　Nate？s　hand　in　the　cramped　
backseat　of　the　cab　as　it　raced　down　the　hot　Park　Avenue　blacktop。　？Coach　said　you　were　a　maniac　
with　a　stick。？　

That？s　one　way　of　putting　it。　

Nate　hoped　Lord　Marcus　wouldn？t　guess　that　he？d　been　crying。　Now　would？ve　been　a　good　time　
to　take　another　Viagra；　just　to　give　him　an　ego　boost　and　keep　the　tears　from　flowing。　If　it　hadn？t　
been　for　those　annoying　side　effects；　he？d　have　taken　it　every　day。　

What；　like　the　major　hard…ons？　But　that？s　not　a　side　effect；　that？s　the　whole　point！　

？So　is　Yale；　like；　seriously　tough　or　what？？　Nate　asked；　because　it　was　the　only　thing　he　could　
think　of　to　say。　Blair　had　her　head　on　Lord　Marcus？s　shoulder；　and　she　looked　so　fortable；　it　
was　sort　of　unsettling　and　nice　to　see　at　the　same　time。　Her　dark　hair　was　growing　out　and　it　
looked　so　soft　and　shiny；　Nate　could　almost　feel　it　in　his　hands。　

Oh；　please。　Don？t　cry。　

？Not　as　hard　as　Coach　Heffner？s　arse；？　Lord　Marcus　joked。　？She　told　us　all　about　how　she　
stabbed　you　with　a　fork　when　you　tried　to　hit　on　her。？　

Nate　had　pretty　much　blocked　that　little　episode　out　of　his　mind；　and　he　flinched；　
remembering。　？I　just　wasn？t　expecting　a　hot　female　coach；？　he　admitted。　

？Believe　me；　none　of　us　were；？　Lord　Marcus　replied　with　a　knowing　smile。　He　lit　a　Marlboro　
Red；　but　the　tiny；　shriveled　cabdriver　flapped　his　hand　in　annoyance；　so　he　threw　it　out　the　
window。　

？Let？s　all　light　cigarettes　and　see　what　he　does；？　Serena　whispered；　still　feeling　giddy。　She　
handed　out　four　Merit　Ultra　Lights　from　her　black　suede　Balenciaga　fringed　hobo　bag　and　Lord　
Marcus　helped　her　light　them　with　a　silver　Tiffany　lighter。　

The　driver　screeched　to　a　halt　when　he　noticed　the　smoke。　？Get　out　of　my　cab！？　he　shouted；　his　


tiny；　shriveled　fists　raised　in　anger。　

Lord　Marcus；　ever　the　polite　Englishman；　began　to　apologize；　pretending　he　didn？t　know　it　was　
illegal　to　smoke　in　American　taxis。　But　they　were　already　on　Park　Avenue　and　Forty…seventh　
Street；　just　around　the　corner　from　the　Yale　Club；　so　they　got　out　anyway。　

What　a　sight：　a　lovely　brunette　dressed　exactly　like　Audrey　Hepburn　inBreakfast　at　Tiffany？s　；　
two　handsome；　green…eyed；　lacrosse…playing；　neatly　dressed　boys；　and　a　heart…wrenchingly　
gorgeous　blonde　in　jeans。　The　Yale　Club？s　dress　code　forbade　distressed　denim；　but　Serena　looked　
so　pretty　in　her　jeans；　no　one　cared。　As　soon　as　they　stepped　into　the　club？s　sparse；　neoclassical　
lobby；　all　the　middle…aged　Yale　alums　in　J。Press　suits　stopped　talking　business　and　switched　off　
their　BlackBerrys。　Oh；　to　be　seventeen　and　irresistible！　

As　if　any　of　them　were　ever　this　irresistible。　

Lord　Marcus　took　Nate　up　to　his　suite　to　show　him　some　lacrosse　trophy　that　only　Nate　would　
appreciate；　while　Blair　led　Serena　into　the　club？s　lounge；　where　they　settled　in　at　the　elegant　bar　
with　its　gold　ceiling；　polished　wood　floor；　and　dark　wood　paneling。　Of　course　they　were　used　to　
going　out　all　the　time；　but　it　still　felt　extremely　grown…up　to　be　out　at　a　private　club　bar　on　a　
Saturday　morning；　especially　when　they　were　supposed　to　be　glued　to　their　textbooks；　studying　for　
their　final　exams；　which　would　begin　on　Monday。　

？So；　what　are　you　going　to　say　in　your　graduation　speech？？　Serena　asked　Blair。　？What？s　that　Dr。　
Seuss　book？you　know　the　one　everyone　always　quotes　from？？　

Blair　rolled　her　eyes。　She　was　sonot　quoting　from　that　book。？Oh；　The　Places　You？ll　Go！？　

The　bow…tied　bartender　brought　Blair？s　drink　first？a　Ketel　One　martini　straight　up　with　an　olive。　
She　took　a　sip　and　then　stuck　a　cigarette　into　her　cigarette　holder。　She　was　enjoying　the　whole　
cigarette　holder　thing　so　much；　she　planned　to　use　it　right　up　untilBreakfast　at　Fred？s　came　out　
and　all　the　girls　started　copying　her。　

Ergo；　the　difference　between　being　trendy　and　being　a　trendsetter。　

？Actually；　I？m　going　to　write　about　going　after　what　you　want　and　getting　it；？　she　declared；　
blowing　smoke