eating donuts; and the next day you could be hanging out with
Serena van der Woodsen。 She picked up the red shirt; pulled it on
over her head; and looked in the mirror。 She looked like a tulip。 A
tulip with a stubbly black head。
“Dan will like it;” her sister Ruby told her; standing in the doorway。
She handed Vanessa a tube of dark red lipstick。 Vamp。
“Well; Dan’s not ing out tonight;” Vanessa said; smirking at her
sister。 She dabbed on the lipstick and rubbed her lips together。 “He
has to take his little sister to some fancy ball。”
She checked herself out in the mirror once more。 The lipstick made
her big brown eyes look even bigger; and the shirt was kind of cool;
in a loud; look…at…me way。
Vanessa stuck out her chest and smiled invitingly at her reflection。
Maybe I’ll get lucky; she thought。 Or maybe not。
“I have a friend ing to meet us;” Vanessa informed her sister。
“Boy or girl?” Ruby asked; turning around to check out her butt in
the mirror。
“Girl。”
“Name?” said Ruby。
“Serena van der Woodsen;” Vanessa mumbled。
“The girl whose picture is all over town?” Ruby said; clearly
delighted。
“Yeah; that’s her;” Vanessa said。
“Well; I bet she’s pretty cool;” Ruby said; rubbing hair gel into her
thick black bangs。
“Maybe;” Vanessa replied。 “I guess we’ll find out。”
“What fantastic flowers;” said Becky Dormand; a junior at
Constance。 She kissed Blair on both cheeks。 “And what a hot dress!”
“Thanks; Beck;” Blair said; looking down at the green satin sheath
she was wearing。 She had gotten her period that morning; but she
had to wear extremely flimsy underwear with her dress。 It made her
nervous。
A waiter walked past with a tray of champagne。 Blair whisked a flute
off his tray and downed it in a matter of seconds。 It was her third so