up at him expectantly。 What could be better than a car? A plane? A horse? Her own New York
apartment? Her own New Haven town house?
Way to think small。
Her father leaned in to whisper in her ear。 ?I talked to the dean of admissions at Yale。? He paused;
his bronzed face crinkled into his trademark case…winning grin。
Blair threw her arms around his neck。 ?Oh; Daddy!? She hugged him tightly。 She didn?t even
need to hear the rest。 ?Thank you; thank you; thank you; thank you!?
A handsome; tall; tuxedoed man approached; streaks of gray in his dark; fashionably long;
bed…back hair。 ?Giles!? Harold Waldorf called out to him。 ?Finally; you get to meet my little
angel; Blair!??Enchant?!? Giles exclaimed; grabbing Blair?s hand and kissing it。 His teeth were
blindingly white and his chocolate…brown eyes warm。 ?She ismagnifique !? he exclaimed in a
heavy French accent。
Blair blushed and gave him a little curtsy。 She was finally starting to feel like the belle of the ball。
About time。
Didn?t shejust arrive?
?Blair; dear; we have to check on the babies。? Her father gave her a quick hug。 ?We?ll be back
soon though。 I think you?ve got some good news to share with someone anyway。? Giles kissed
Blair first on one cheek; and then the other。
?Au revoir; jolie mademoiselle;?he bid her graciously。
Blair grinned; not even caring that her father had just arrived and was now leaving again。 Nate
was back into Yale; handsome French men were kissing her hands; and this washer party。 All was
right with the world。 ?Say hi to Ping and Pong for me;? she called after them; feeling particularly
generous。
After her father and Giles left; Blair scanned the room for Nate。 Instead; she found Serena
standing by the bar; her elegant silver Valentino silk cocktail dress shining in the light; thin silver
bands cinching her tiny waist。 Blair walked toward her; her cobalt blue Viktor & Rolf gown with
its intricately beaded bodice trailing silkily behind her like an inky pool of water。 She smiled
giddily to herself。 Serena might look stunning; but next year she?d be stuck in the dirty old city
while
Blair and Nate were miles away in their cozy New Haven love nest; feeding each other
cornichons and oysters and all sorts of other cute; couple…y foods。 Her father might not have given
her a town house yet; but her birthday was ing up in November。 。 。 。
Well; her mom did buy her an island。
?Hey。? Blair kissed the air near Serena?s cheeks。