you？re going to try to crash an all…boy party； it helps immensely if you？ve got a shaved head and
boring unisex outfit。 More than a few of our readers spotted you slinking home in your Puccis
after you were rejected at the gate。 Sorry； girls！
That？s enough for now。 I？m going to go get to know a new friend of mine？he？s a lifeguard and
only speaks Dutch？and you？ve got work to do； anyway： get out there and create some more dirt
for me to dish。 You know how much I love you for it。 And of course 。 。 。
You know you love me。
gossip girl
before sunrise
？Turn it up！？ Nate cupped the flame of Serena？s dainty silver lighter； trying to light a cigarette as
Serena navigated the convertible roadster along the deserted Long Island Expressway。
Best way to beat the summer traffic？ Set out in the middle of the night。
His cigarette lit； Nate tossed the lighter back onto the empty passenger seat in front of him。
Serena reached over and cranked up the volume as high as it would go； but even that loud； Bob
Dylan？s distinctive warble was barely audible over the whoosh of wind。
？I？m cold。 Can？t we put the top up？？ Blair wrapped her arms around herself and frowned。
？I don？t know how it works；？ Nate admitted。 ？But I can help keep you warm if you like。？ He
draped his left arm around her shoulder protectively。
Just like old times。
Blair leaned into the front of the car