青帝小说

第10部分（第1页）

across　the　table　and　lowered　his　voice。　？Are　you　really　as　bright　as　your　dad　claims？？

Blair　sat　up　even　straighter；　twirling　her　little　ruby　ring　around　and　around　on　her　ring　finger

beneath　the　tablecloth。　？I　think　I？m　smart　enough　to　go　to　Yale；？　she　replied　evenly；　remembering

her　speech。　？I？m　in　all　the　APs　at　school。　I？m　at　the　top　of　the　class。　I？m　the　chair　of　the　social

services　board　and　the　French　club。　I？m　a　peer　group　leader。　I？m　nationally　ranked　in　tennis。　And　I

ran　the　organizing　mittee　for　five　charity　events　this　past　year。？

Their　drinks　arrived　and　Owen　raised　his　glass。　？And　why　Yale？？　He　took　a　sip。　？What　can　Yale

do　for　you？？

It　seemed　odd　that　Owen　wasn？t　taking　notes　or　anything；　but　maybe　he　was　testing　her；　trying　to

get　her　to　let　down　her　guard　and　admit　that　she　really　was　just　a　flake　who？d　been　born　with　a

silver　spoon　up　her　well…bred　ass　and　only　wanted　to　go　to　Yale　to　party　with　frat　boys。

？As　you　know；　Yale　has　an　excellent　prelaw　program；？　she　stated；　determined　to　give　intelligent；

straight…to…the…point　answers。　？I？m　thinking　of　going　into　entertainment　law。？

？Excellent。？　Owen　nodded　approvingly。　He　scooted　his　chair　forward　and　winked　at　her。　？Look；

Blair。　You？re　an　intelligent；　ambitious　girl。　I　already　know　you？re　perfect　for　Yale　and　I　promise

I？ll　do　everything　I　can　to　convince　them　to　let　you　in。？

He　looked　so　handsomely　earnest　while　he　was　saying　this　that　Blair　felt　her　cheeks　heat　up。　She

took　a　sip　of　wine　to　cool　herself　off。　？Thank　you；？　she　responded　gratefully。　She　took　another　sip

of　wine　and　let　out　an　enormous　sigh　of　gratitude　and　relief。　？Thank　you。　Thank　you；　thank　you；

thank　you。？

Just　then　a　pair　of　cool　hands　covered　her　eyes　and　she　smelled　the　distinctive

patchouli…and…sandalwood　scent　of　a　certain　someone？s　favorite　essential　oil　mixture。

？Guess　who！？　Serena　whispered　in　Blair？s　ear；　then　pulled　her　hands　away　from　Blair？s　eyes；　her

long　blond　hair　brushing　Blair？s　shoulder　as　she　kissed　her　cheek。　？What？s　going　on？？

Behind　her；　Aaron　stood　grinning　goofily；　wearing　a　maroon　Harvard　sweatshirt　like　the

annoying　asshole　he　was。

Blair　blinked。　Could　they　not　see　she　was　in　the　middle　of　the　most　important　meeting　of　her

life？

？I？m　Serena。？　Serena　held　out　her　hand　for　Owen　to　shake。

Owen　stood　up　and　took　her　hand。　？Charmed。？　He　bowed　his　dark　head；　looking　more　like　Cary

Grant　than　ever。

？So　you？re　ing　to　see　me　in　the　Les　Best　show　tomorrow；　right？？　Serena　asked　Blair。

？Youhave　to　e；？　Aaron　chimed　in。　？I　ain？t　going　to　no　fashion　show　by　myself；　girlfrien？。？

He？d　agreed　to　go；　but　he　wasn？t　exactly　looking　forward　to　it。　Fashion　meant　fur　and　animal

testing。　It　was　against　everything　he　stood　for。

？Your　name　is　on　the　list；？　Serena　added。

Owen　looked　pletely　bemused　by　the　whole　conversation。　Blair　let　out　an　exasperated　breath