青帝小说

第10部分（第2页）

and　stood　up；　turning　away　from　Owen　so　he　couldn？t　hear　what　she　said。　？Do　you　guys　mind

leaving　us　alone？？　she　hissed　in　a　low　whisper。　？We？re　talking　about　Yale；　and　it？s　pretty

fuckingimportant　。？

Aaron　put　his　arm　around　Serena？s　slim　waist；　pulling　her　away。　？Excuse　us；？　he　responded　in　a

patronizing　whisper；　still　looking　smug　in　his　retarded　Harvard　sweatshirt。　？We？re　headed　down　to

that　new　club　on　Harrison；　in　case　you　want　to　catch　us　later。？　They　waltzed　out　of　the　bar；　his

dreadlocks　bouncing　and　her　pale　gold　hair　fanned　out　over　her　shoulders；　both　looking　so

carefree　and　careless；　it　was　infuriating。

？Sorry；？　Blair　apologized；　crossing　her　ankles　daintily　as　she　sat　down　again。　？My　friends　can　be

pretty　self…absorbed　sometimes。？

？That？s　all　right。？　Owen　stared　down　into　his　bourbon；　looking　pensive　as　he　stirred　the　ice

cubes　around　in　his　glass。　He　looked　up　again。　？Do　you　mind　my　asking　what　you　did　in　your　first

Yale　interview　that　was　so　awful　you　think　they？re　not　going　to　let　you　in？？

Blair　took　another　sip　of　her　wine；　and　then　another。　As　soon　as　she　explained　what　had

happened；　Owen　was　going　to　change　his　mind　about　her　for　sure。　？I　was　having　a　bad　day；？　she

confessed；　the　words　tumbling　out　of　her　mouth　as　she　frantically　spun　her　ruby　ring　around　and

around　on　her　finger。　She　didn？t　want　to　go　into　the　gory　details　of　her　botched　interview；　but　if

Owen　was　going　to　help　her；　he？d　best　know　the　truth。　？I　hadn？t　gotten　enough　sleep。　I　was　tired

and　nervous　and　I　had　to　pee　really　badly。　The　interviewer　said；　？Tell　me　about　yourself；？　and

before　I　could　really　think　about　what　I　was　saying；　I　told　him　all　about　how　my　dad　was　gay　and

my　mom　was　going　to　marry　this　gross；　fat；　red…faced　guy　with　an　annoying　teenage　son　with

dreadlocks　who　you　just　had　the　pleasure　of　meeting。　I　told　him　my　boyfriend；　Nate；　was　ignoring

me。　Then　he　asked　me　what　books　I？d　been　reading　lately　and　I　couldn？t　think　of　the　title　of　a

single　book。　I　started　to　cry；　and　then；　at　the　end　of　the　interview；　I　kissed　him。？　Blair　sighed

dramatically；　snatched　her　cocktail　napkin　off　the　table；　and　began　to　shred　it　in　her　lap。　？It　was

only　on　the　cheek；　but　it　was　still　totally　inappropriate。　I　just　wanted　him　to　remember　me。　You

know；　you　only　get　a　few　minutes　to　make　an　impression；　but　I　guess　I　went　a　little　overboard。？

She　looked　up　into　Owen？s　sympathetic　blue　eyes。　？I　don？t　know　what　I　was　thinking。？

Owen　sipped　his　drink　silently　as　he　considered　the　information。　？I？ll　see　what　I　can　do；？　he

responded　finally；　but　his　voice　sounded　detached　and　skeptical　now。

Blair　swallowed。　It　was　pretty　obvious　he　thought　she　was　hopelessly　stupid　and　insane。　Oh；　God。

She　wasruined　。

Suddenly　he　broke　into　a　devilish　white…toothed　grin。　？I？m　only　joking；　Blair。　That　doesn？t

sound　so　bad。　It　was　probably　the　most　memorable；　entertaining　interview　Jason　Anderson　III　has

ever　had。　Face　it；　he？s　not　the　most　exciting　guy　in　the　world；　and　his　job　has　got　to　be　a　little

monotonous。　I？m　sure　you　were　the　highlight　of　the　fall　interview　season。？

？So　you　don？t　think　it？s　hopeless　after　all？？　Blair　asked　in　her　most　tragic