“Okay。 I guess I’ll just wait for her here; then;” Jenny said; snagging
two flutes of champagne from a waiter’s tray。 She handed one to
Blair。 “Will you wait with me?”
Blair took the champagne; tilted her head back; and poured it down
the hatch。 The sickly sweet fizziness of it didn’t exactly jive with the
raw fish and seaweed she’d just eaten。 Blair burped queasily。
“I’ll be right back;” she told Jenny; practically running for the
powder room。
Jenny took a sip of her champagne and gazed up at the crystal
chandelier hanging from the ceiling; congratulating herself on
making it in there。 This was exactly what she’d always wanted。 She
closed her eyes and finished off her flute of champagne。 When she
opened her eyes again; she saw stars; but still no Serena。
Another waiter walked by with more champagne; and Jenny took
two more glasses。 She’d drunk a little beer and wine at home with
her dad; but she’d never had champagne before。 It tasted
wonderful。
Careful; it doesn’t taste so wonderful when you’re on your knees in
the bathroom; throwing it up。
Jenny looked around for Blair again; but couldn’t find her。 The party
was so crowded; and although she recognized a lot of faces; there
was no one she’d actually feel fortable going up and talking to。
But Serena would be there soon; she had to be。
Jenny walked over to the bottom step of a marble staircase and sat
down。 She could see everything from there; including the door。 She
waited; drinking both glasses of champagne and wishing her dress
wasn’t so tight。 It was starting to make her feel nauseous。
“Well; hello;” a deep voice said; hovering above her。
Jenny looked up。 Her eyes settled on Chuck Bass’s aftershave…
mercial face and she sucked in her breath。 He was the best…
looking boy she’d ever seen; and he was looking right at her。
“Aren’t you going to introduce me?” Chuck said; staring at Jenny’s
chest。
“To who?” Jenny said; frowning。