gossip girl 10 英文- 第30部分

？No；　no；　everything？s　fine。？　Nate　stood　and　slammed　his　door　shut　behind　him。　？We？ll　have　to　
do　something　about　the　car；　I　guess。？　He　frowned。　

Blair　adjusted　her　bag　and　perched　on　the　still…warm　hood　of　the　hunter…green　Aston。　Nate　
looked　more　than　distracted。　He　looked　like　he　was　going　to　throw　up。　Was　there　any　chance　he　
knew　about　the　letter？　Or　could　Serena　have　called　him　while　he　was　in　the　restroom？　Was　that　
why　he？d　taken　so　long？　Blair　fidgeted　impatiently。What　was　the　holdup？　？Nate；　is　there　anything　
you　want　to　tell　me？？　

？What？　No；？　Nate　answered；　stuffing　the　keys　in　his　pocket。　？We？re　really　doing　this；　right？？　

？We？re　really　doing　this！？　Leaving　her　bag　on　the　hood　of　the　car；　Blair　scurried　around　to　where　
Nate　stood　and　threw　herself　into　his　arms。　A　white　seagull　swooped　down　onto　the　parking　
lot。　？You　seem　worried。？　

？No；　I？m　not。　I？m　just　。　。　。　thinking　is　all。？　

　Don？t　hurt　yourself。　

Inhaling　Nate？s　delicious　scent？his　deodorant；　a　hint　of　the　lavender　soap　from　Serena？s　parents？　
master　bathroom；　the　ocean　smell　that　had　somehow　already　made　it　into　his　shirt？Blair　closed　her　
eyes。　？Don？t　worry；　Natie。　It？s　summer。　And　we？re　together。That？s　all　that　matters；　isn？t　it？？　

Nate　pulled　away　just　far　enough　to　look　at　her　face。　She　smiled　up　at　him；　hoping　for　a　moment　
that　they？d　get　ship…wrecked　somewhere　and　that　they？d　never　have　to　see　Serena　again。　They？d　


live　in　a　bamboo　hut；　forage　for　food；　and　be　naked　all　the　time。　Who　needed　clothes　when　they　
had　each　other？　

She　must　be　out　of　her　mind。　

？You？re　right。　Fuck　it。　Fuck　everything　and　everyone　else。？　Then　he　bent　down　and　pressed　his　
delicious　mouth　to　hers。　？Let？s　get　out　of　here。？　

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Disclaimer：　All　the　real　names　of　places；　people；　and　events　have　been　altered　or　abbreviated　to　
protect　the　innocent。　Namely；　me。　

　hey　people！　

You　know　what？s　totally　lame？　Happy　endings。　Seriously。　Like　when　I？m　at　the　movies　and　see　
some　plucky；　determined　girl　finally　land　her　leading　man？whom　I　knew　for　the　past　two　hours　
she？d　end　up　with　anyway？I　just　want　to　claw　her　eyes　out。　Real　life　is　actually　terribly　messy　and　
plicated　and　nothing　ever　justends。　。　。　。　I　mean　really；　if　you？ll　allow　me　get　all　philosophical　
about　it　for　a　minute；　every　ending　is　really　just　another　beginning；　isn？t　it？　Okay；　I？ll　shut　up　
now。A　NOVEL　BY　Cecily　von　Ziegesar　

So　whileB　andN　may　be　sailing　off　into　the　sunset；　something　tells　me　this　story　is　far　from　over。　
Especially　when　there　are　so　many　questions　waiting　to　be　answered。　Like：　

WillB　tellN　about　the　letter　from　S？　WillS　findN　and　tell　him　on　her　own？　WillB　throw　her　
overboard　if　she　does？　

WillD　really　make　out　with　another　boy？　Again。　Will　they　go　even　further？！　

WillV　really　cheer　him　on　if　he　does？　

And　realistically　how　long　can　those　two　stay　roommates　and　not　bed…mates？　Maybe　he？s　bi　
after　all。　

Then　of　course　there？s　the　biggest　question　of　all：　Who　amI　？　I　know　you　guys　are　totally　
jonesing　for　more　dirt　on　me；　so　here？s　an　interesting　tidbit　about　yours　truly　（Don？t　say　I　never　


give　you　anything！）：　I　just　can？t　keep　a　secret。　I　mean；　except　for　the　secret　of　who　I　am；　of　course。　
But　secrets　like　the　oneS　has　been　keeping　all　these　years？　Hats　off　to　her！　I　can　understand　
fooling　your　friends　and　even　your　family；　but　if　you　can　manage　to　keep　me　in　the　dark；　well；　
bravo！　So　what　else　is　she　hiding？　I　have　a　feeling　there？s　a　lot　more　to　be　discovered　here。　。　。　。　

I　know　you？re　dying　for　answers。　Well；　me　too。　And　you　know　I　always　get　what　I　want。　

You　know　you　love　me。　
gossip　girl　

Once　upon　a　time　on　the　Upper　East　Side　of　New　York　City；　
two　beautiful　girls　fell　in　love　with　one　perfect　boy。。。。　

Turn　the　page　for　a　sneak　peek　of　

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it　had　to　be　you　
the　gossip　girl　prequel　

and　find　out　how　it　all　began。　

by　the　#1New　York　Times　bestselling　author　
Cecily　von　Ziegesar　

twisted　minds　think　alike　

？Ouch；　shit；？　muttered　Dan　Humphrey；　burning　his　tongue　on　his　tap…water…and…Folgers…crystals　
excuse　for　a　cup　of　coffee。　

Ever　heard　of　Starbucks；　dude？　

Dan　stuck　a　slightly　bent　Camel　in　his　mouth　and　tried　to　simultaneously　take　a　drag　from　it　
while　blowing　to　cool　his　coffee；　which　was　totally　impossible。　Coffee　splashed　out　of　the　lumpy；　
eggplant…colored　ceramic　mug　his　mother　had　made　years　ago；　before　she？d　moved　to　Hungary　or　
the　Czech　Republic　or　wherever　the　hell　she　lived；　and　onto　the　dusty　yellow　linoleum　floor。　He　


was　definitely　not　a　morning　person。　

Dan　deposited　the　sad　cup　on　a　semicluttered　part　of　the　old　Formica　kitchen　counter　and　padded　
over　to　the　beige　？70s　refrigerator；　hoping　against　hope　that　he　could　scrounge　up　something　
edible　to　eat　on　his　way　downtown　in　the　sub…way。　He　only　had　twenty　minutes　to　get　to　his　job？a　
dream　gig　at　the　Strand；　the　storied；　sprawling　used　bookstore　in　Greenwich　Village？and　if　he　
didn？t　eat　now；　by　the　time　his　lunch　break　rolled　around；　he？d　be　half…dead　from　
malnourishment。　

Holding　his　breath　to　avoid　exposure　to　any　unfortunate　smells；　he　wedged　his　head　inside　the　
large；　rumbling　appliance　and　surveyed　the　scene：　an　ancient　CorningWare　coffee　pot　filled　with　
some　concoction　covered　with　fuzzy　green　mold；　a　white　ceramic　bowl　overflowing　with　
unidentifiable　vegetable　remains；　a　clear　plastic　case　containing　hard…boiled　eggs　that　his　sister；　
Jenny；　had　drawn　little　faces　on　before　she　left　for　Europe　more　than　a　month　ago。　It　wasn？t　pretty。　

？Don？t　bother；？　muttered　a　voice　behind　him。　？I　looked　last　night。　There？s　nothing　even　
remotely　close　to　edible　in　there。？　

He　closed　the　refrigerator　and　smiled　weakly　at　Vanessa　Abrams；　whose　status　had　evolved　from　
best　friend　to　girl…friend　to　roommate。　After　many　ups　and　downs？all　of　which　involved　Dan？s　
horny；　wandering　eye？they？d　decided　they　were　better　off　as　friends　who　slept　in　separate　beds；　in　
separate　rooms。　It　just　so　happened　that　those　rooms　were　in　the　same　apartment；　because　Vanessa　
had　been　rendered　homeless　by　her　newly　Czechoslovak…boyfriended　totally　selfish　bitchface　of　a　
sister。　

？Yeah；　this　sucks。？　Dan　dropped　his　cigarette　into　the　sink；　where　it　went　out　with　a　hiss。　？I？m　so　
hungry。？　

？Mmmm；？　Vanessa　grunted；　microwaving　some　water　in　a　Pyrex　measuring　cup；　the　only　clean　
vessel　she　could　find。　She　spilled　Folgers　on　the　floor　while　trying　to　spoon　it　into　the　cup。　She　
wasn？t　much　of　a　morning　person　either。　

A　match　made　in　heaven。　

She　hoisted　herself　onto　the　cluttered　kitchen　counter；　her　pale；　prickly　legs　sticking　out　from　a　
pair　of　Dan？s　tattered　navy　blue　boxer　shorts。　It　was　bizarre　to　see　her　still　wearing　something　of　
his；　something　sointimately　his；　when　they　weren？t　together　anymore。　It　made　him　。　。　。　sad。　

Every　night　for　the　last　week；　Dan　had　lain　awake　in　bed；　wondering　what　Vanessa　was　doing　in　
the