Growl。

Blair　hitched　up　the　straps　on　her　totally　see…though　cream…colored　Cosabella　camisole。　If　it

hadn？t　been　for　Lord　Marcus；　she？d　have　grabbed　the　girl　by　the　scruff　of　the　neck　and　thrown　her

out　on　the　street。

？Hey；　sis；？　Tyler　greeted　her　in　a　fake　stoner　voice；　puffing　up　his　shoulders　in　an　attempt　to　look

bigger。　？This　is　Jasmine。　Jazz；　this　is　my　sister；　Blair。？

？Cool；？　Blair？s　apple…cheeked　clone　responded　casually。　Like　she　hadn？t　just　spent　all　day　trying

to　dress　exactly　like　Blair。

Blair　wrinkled　up　her　pert　little　nose。　？I　got　the　part！？　she　heard　Serena　scream　from　the　other

side　of　the　room；　for　what　seemed　like　the　thousandth　fucking　time。　She　picked　up　her　cigarette

holder；　waiting　for　Marcus　to　give　her　a　light。　？How　do　you　do？？　she　replied　in　her　best

gracious…under…pressure　Audrey　Hepburn　imitation；　blowing　smoke　over　her　brother？s　and　his

stupid　little　girlfriend？s　heads。

Serena　may　well　have　gotten　the　part；　but　Blairlived　it；　every　day。

Nothing　can　keep　us　together

It　was　almost　surreal　how　graduation　changed　everything　and　everybody。　The　party　was　like

being　at　a　reunion；　except　that　they？d　only　just　graduated　that　morning。　Some　of　the　girls　were

still　wearing　their　white　graduation　dresses　with　rubber　flip…flops　and　their　hair　all　undone；

looking　like　runaway　brides。　The　boys　had　rolled　the　cuffs　up　on　their　neatly　pr