gossip girl 11 英文-第14部分

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fingers。　？Or　the　Chelsea　dudes　with　too　many　hair　products　who　always　wear　those　fantastic　Marc　
Jacobs　shirts？　Or　the　nerdy　intellectual…but…still…hot…hipster　Brooklyn　guys　girls　always　wish　were　
straight？　That？s　probably　more　your　scene。？　She　smiled　knowingly　and　stretched　her　arms　over　
her　head。　


Dan　shook　his　head　in　disbelief。　He　felt　like　he？d　just　landed　on　Planet　Strange。　Who　was　this　
person　pretending　to　be　his　baby　sister？　？Since　when　do　you　hang　out　onChristopher　Street　？？　he　
muttered；　pletely　astonished。　Even　his　little　sister　knew　more　about　being　gay　than　he　did。　It　
was　totally　depressing。　

？Never　mind　about　that。？　Jenny　giggled；　reaching　down　and　unzipping　her　bursting…at…the…seams　

L。L。　Bean　duffel　bag。　？Is　Mom　in　your　room？？　She　whispered；　gesturing　toward　the　closed　
bedroom　doors　on　the　other　end　of　the　apartment。　
？Yeah；？　Dan　replied；　sitting　up　and　scratching　his　arms　sleepily。　Jenny　had　apparently　cured　his　
insomnia。　？Vanessa　and　I　are　sharing　your　old　room。？　？Then　I　guess　it？s　sofa　city　for　me。？　His　
sister　sighed；　pulling　out　a　bulging　floral　toiletry　case　from　her　bag。　Dan　stood　up；　raising　his　arms　
over　his　head　and　yawning　loudly。　As　weird　and　unexpected　as　it　was　to　have　both　his　mother　and　
Jenny　home；　it　felt　kind　of　nice　to　have　everybody　under　one　roof。　

Well；almost　everybody　。　。　。　there？s　one　roommate　still　missing。　

Just　then；　the　door　to　his　room　creaked　open；　and　their　mom　shuffled　out；　picking　sleep　from　the　
corners　of　her　eyes。　Her　voluminous　pink　robe　billowed　out　behind　her　as　she　moved；　her　fuzzy　
slippers　scraping　the　floor。　Dan　watched　as　her　eyes　focused　on　her　youngest　child；　and　her　face　lit　
up　with　surprise。　

？Jenny！？　she　exclaimed　rushing　over　and　folding　her　daughter　into　her　tentlike　arms；　？You？re　
here！　You　didn？t　burn　my　apartment　down；　did　you？？　？Nope。　I　just　wanted　to　be　with　you　guys。？　
She　squeezed　her　mother　back。　Dan　watched　as　his　mom　smoothed　back　Jenny？s　unruly　nest　of　
hair　and　kissed　her　on　the　forehead。　He　couldn？t　help　but　be　touched　at　Jenny？s　optimistic；　girlish　
enthusiasm。　If　his　being　gay　had　brought　his　family　together；　maybe　it　wasn？t　such　a　bad　thing　
after　all。　

？Such　a　sweetheart。？　Jeanette　touched　Jenny？s　face　with　her　palm。　？I？ll　make　some　oolong。？　She　
breezed　past　Dan；　stopping　to　smooth　his　hair　like　a　mother　who？d　been　smoothing　hair　all　her　
life。　

Tea？　That　probably　meant　girl　talk。　And　Dan　wasn？t　sure　he　was　ready　to　be　one　of　the　
girls。　？I？m　going　to　bed；？　he　announced；　shuffling　toward　his　room。　

？See　you　in　a　few　hours；？　Jenny　replied　with　a　yawn；　stretching　as　she　followed　their　mom　into　
the　kitchen。　

？？Night；　baby！？　Jeanette　called　out　from　the　kitchen　sink；　where　she　was　busily　filling　the　kettle　
with　water。　

Dan　walked　into　his　room　and　shut　the　door；　then　climbed　into　the　empty　bed。　He　could　hear　his　
mom　and　sister　chattering　away　in　the　kitchen；　whispers　interspersed　with　the　occasional　giggle。　


How　could　they　have　so　much　energy　this　late　at　night？　He？d　never　understand　women。　But　then　
again；　he　barely　understood　himself。　Dan　sighed　and　watched　the　night　change　from　purple　to　gray　
in　the　early　morning　light　as　he　finally　drifted　into　sleep；　still　wondering　sleepily　where　Vanessa　
was　and　if　she　was　okay。　

Aren？t　we　all。　

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Disclaimer：　All　the　real　names　of　places；　people；　and　events　have　been　altered　or　abbreviated　to　
protect　the　innocent。　Namely；　me。　

　hey　people！　

The　end　of　summer　is　almost　here；　and　the　Waldorf　Rose　farewell　party　at　the　Met　is　rapidly　
approaching。　If　you　haven？t　heard？if　you？ve　been；　say；　camping　in　Siberia；　for　instance？Davita　
Fjorde；　public　relations　guru　to　the　cr？me　de　la　cr？me　（otherwise　known　as　you　and　me）；　is　
planning　the　party　and　probably　clicking　her　rhinestone…heeled　Jimmy　Choos　right　at　this　very　
moment；　making　amazing　things　happen。　So　break　out　those　spanking　new　Christian　Louboutins　
and　a　barely…there　Zac　Posen　cocktail　dress　and　book　your　hair　and　makeup　appointments　at　
Fekkai。　After　all；　it？s　your　last　chance　to　satisfy　that　secret　crush　on　the　cute　boy　you　never　had　
the　nerve　to　talk　to。　It？ll　be　the　last　time　you？ll　see　your　fellow　classmates？thank　God。　（Hey；　I？m　
just　being　honest？so　sue　me。）　And　it？s　your　last　chance　to　gossip　about　the　people　you　love　the　
least？or　most！　So　let？s　get　to　it；　people；　because　it？s　been　one　hell　of　an　exciting　week。　

　your　e…mail　

　Q：Dear　GG；　

So　I　e…mailed　my　new　roomie；　and　she　told　me　she？s　from　NYC　and　graduated　from　Constance　
Billard；　and　that　got　me　thinking；　OMG　maybe　she　knows　Serena　van　der　Woodsen　fromBreakfast　
at　Fred？s　？my　favorite　movie　of　all　time！　My　best　friend？s　movie　producer　dad　screened　it　at　their　
house　a　few　weeks　ago；　and　we？ve　watched　it；　like；　twenty…two　times　already！　Did　you　hear　that　
Serena　is　going　to　Yale？　Guess　what？　Me　too！！　I　so　can？t　wait　to　meet　her。　

？Crazy　for　Serena　

　A：Dear　CFS；　

Constance　Billard　is　a　pretty　small　school；　and；　on　top　of　that；　Manhattan　is　a　pretty　small　island。　
Everyone　knowseveryone　here？or　at　least；　everyone　worth　knowing！　You　can　be　sure　that　your　
new　roomie　knowsS；　or　at　the　very　least　has　been　at　a　party　with　her　once　or　twice。　Here？s　a　


thought　that　might　just　make　you　pee　your　pants：　maybe　your　new　roomieisS　？！　

　？GG　

　Q：Dear　GG；　

I　just　got　back　from　Europe　and　Ireally　want　to　score　an　invite　toB　？s　party　at　the　Met！　Can　you　

help？　How　can　I　get　invited　at　the　last　minute？　

　？Missing　Out　

　A：Dear　MO；　

Ah；　the　pain　of　not　getting　an　invite？not　something　I　can　personally　relate　to；　but　I？m　sure　it　
really　sucks。　What　I　have　to　say　won？t　make　you　feel　any　better？but　at　least　it？s　honest：　there？s　
always　next　year！　So　invite　some　friends　over　and　spend　the　night　watchingLost　reruns。　Your　time　
will　e？and　sooner　than　you　think。　

　？GG　

　sightings　

A　group　of　totally　bizarro　Brooklyn　hipsters；　doing　a　run…through　of　their　？Ode　to　Love？　
inProspect　Park　at　sunrise。　Practicing　for　something？　There？s　one　invite　we？re　glad　we　didn？t　get！　
And　speaking　of　sunrise；　a　very　intoxicatedV　and　her　soon…to…be…betrothed　sister；R；　were　seen　
falling　all　over　each　other　on　their　way　up　the　stairs　toR　？sWilliamsburg　apartment　？a　long　
blonde　。　。　。　something　。　。　。　dragging　behind　them。C　and　some　spectacled；　cute　geek　at　theMagnolia　
Bakery　in　the　West　Village；　licking　frosting　off　of　each　other？s　pink　cupcakes；　and　feeding　C？s　
monkey　spoonfuls　of　banana　pudding；　looking　very　smug　and　practically　married。　

　pre…party　planning　

And　you　know　what　that　means：　it？s　time　to　hit　the　stores。　I？m　off　to　stroll　Fifth　and　take　in　more　
of　Manhattan？s　finest　than　my　American　Express　black　card　can　possibly　hold。　But；　then　again；　it　

has　no　limits？and　neither　do　I！　

You　know　you　love　me。　

　gossip　girl　

s　and　b　shop　till　they　drop　


Serena　held　an　ivory　Calvin　Klein　silk　dress　up　to　her　slender　shoulders；　her　blond　hair　falling　
over　her　back　in　a　beautiful；　tangled　mess。　The　slick　material　draped　over　her　perfect　body　like　
running　water。　Blair　had　tried　that　dress　on　earlier　in　the　week；　but　it　had　looked　like　shit　on　her。　

　Jealous　much？　

？What　do　you　think？？　Serena　turned　to　face　Blair；　her　face　flushed　and　glowing　despite　the　
unspeakably　horrible　fluorescent　light　of　the　dressing　room。　Blair　didn？t　answer。　Shouldn？t　Serena　
know　by　now　thateverything　looked　good　on　her？　If　she　didn？t；　Blair　certainly　wasn？t　going　to　tell　
her。　

？Ugh。？　Serena　placed　the　dress　back　on　the　hanger。　？It？d　probably　look　better　on　you　anyway。？　
Blair　rolled　her　eyes　and　stomped　out　of　the　dressing　room。　Serena　had　been　tiptoeing　around　her　
since　they？d　met　up　in　front　of　Barneys　half　an　hour　ago。　First　of　all；　she　had　brought　her　an　iced　
latte　and　a　fudge　brownie？Blair？s　favorite　bination？and　now　there　was　all　this　ass…kissing　talk　
about　the　dress。　Why　was　Serena　being　sonice　all　of　a　sudden？　Not　that　she　wasn？t　always　
nice？but　this　was　overly；　cloyingly　nice。　

Blair　grabbed　a　Milly　NY　green…and…gold　brocade　print　dress　and　held　it　up　to　her　body；　fluffing　
her　newly　extensioned　hair　with　one　hand。　Her　new　golden　streaks　looked　amazing　against　the　
metallic　thread　of　the　dress。　Serena　came　thwacking　out　of　the　dressing　room；　her　tanned　legs　
extending　from　a　short　white　miniskirt；　turquoise　flip…flops　on　her　feet。　

？Hey！？　she　exclaimed；　walking　up　to　Blair。　？That？ll　look　incredible　on　you！？　Blair　stayed　silent　
as　she　hung　the　dress　back　on　the　rack　with　a　snap　of　her　wrist　and　began　manically　flipping　
through　a　rack　of　Stella　McCartney　tunics。　

？So；？　she　began；　her　voice　casual　as　she　turned　to　face　her　friend；　？where　were　you　yesterday？　I　
called　to　see　if　you　wanted　to　get　your　hair　done　with　me；　but　I　kept　getting　your　voice　mail。？　
Serena　looked　at　the　floor；　the　windows；　at　the　rows　of　shining；　expensive　dresses　surrounding　
them？anywhere　but　Blair？s　face。　Did　Blair　know　what　had　happened　between　her　and　Nate？　Had　
Nate　said　something？　Serena　didn？t　think　so；　but　she　couldn？t　be　sure　either。　She？d　thought　that　if　
she　and　Blair　went　shopping　the　way　they　used　to；　that　everything　would　somehow　magically　go　
back　to　normal？in　spite　of　the　fact　that　absolutelynothing　was　normal　anymore。　

Blair　had　been　in　love　with　Nate　for　as　long　as　Serena　could　remember。　The　problem　was；so　had　
she。　And　after　spending　the　entire　day　and　night　in　bed　together　yesterday；　Serena　was　positive　
Nate　loved　her　too。　She　tried　to　hide　the　ridiculous　smile　that　was　in　grave　danger　of　spreading　
across　her　face。　She　and　Nate　were　finally；　really；seriously　going　to　be　together　soon？just　as　soon　
as　Blair　left　for　Yale　on　Sunday。　Serena　didn？t　want　to　hurt　her？that　was　thelast　thing　she　wanted　
to　do？but　she　was　ecstatic　to　have　finally　won　Nate？s　heart。　Even　if　it　meant　breaking　Blair？s。　
Ugh。　Why　did　she　always　have　to　choose　between　her　best　friend　and　her　boyfriend？　


Um　。　。　。　because　technically　he？sBlair？s　boyfriend？　

？Yesterday？　I　don？t　remember　what　I　was　doing；？　she　finally　answered；　looking　up　into　Blair？s　
impassive　face　and　narrowed　eyes。　Blair　grabbed　a　black　satin　Dior　dress　and　fingered　the　price　
tag。　？I　think　I　just　forgot　to　turn　my　phone　back　on？and　then　by　the　time　I　got　your　messages；　it　
was　too　late。？　The　haute　couture　department　of　Barneys　was　spare　and　intimidating。　Light　wafted　
in　through　floor…to…ceiling　windows；　warming　the　dark　wood　floor。　Not　a　salesperson　was　in　
sight？Barneys　prided　themselves　on　their　aloof；　unpushy　sales　staff　who　turned　out　to　be　
enormously　helpful；　but　only　when　called　upon。　That　was　one　of　the　reasons　the　girls　liked　the　
store　so　much。　It　was　their　home　away　from　home。　

？Huh。？　Blair　turned　and　walked　at　a　brisk　clip　across　the　floor；　her　flat；　delicate　Dolce　&　
Gabbana　silver　sandals　barely　making　a　sound。　？Talk　to　Nate　lately？？　？No；？　Serena　answered　
quickly。　？Not　at　all。？　Blair　ran　her　hands　along　a　pile　of　electric…orange…and…robin？s…egg…blue　TSE　
cashmere　sweaters。　Was　it　just　her；　or　was　Serena　acting　a　little　jumpy？　She　wondered　if　Nate　had　
t