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ndi　boots？　I？ve　never

seen　your　mom　that　mad　before。？　Blair　laughed；　moving　slightly　closer　to　Serena　on　the　steps。　Her

anger　was　slowly　dissolving。　If　Serena　would　just　confess　about　that　fucking　love　letter；　Blair

could　just　forgive　her　and　they　could　move　on。　With　her　family　turning　on　her；　she　really　needed

her　best　friend。

？Can　I　bum　a　smoke？？　Blair　eyed　Serena？s　slouchy　black　leather　Gucci　bag。　Serena　nodded　and

pulled　out　her　pack　of　Gauloises；　handing　one　to　her。　Even　though　she？d　brought　her　own　Merit

Ultra　Lights；　Blair　decided　that　with　Yale　ing　up　so　soon；　she？d　better　start　smoking　a　more

serious　brand　of　cigarettes。

Doesn？t　she　mean　more　pretentious？

A　horde　of　little　kids　dressed　in　shorts　and　T…shirts　stumbled　up　the　steps；　holding　onto　a　long

piece　of　red　rope。　Blair　watched　as　the　kids　struggled　to　make　it　to　the　top　of　the　steps；　yelling　and

laughing；　all　moving　together　in　a　group。　She　remembered　how　in　first　grade；　for　whatever

ridiculous　reason；　everyone　in　her　class　had　decided　that　she　had　cooties。　Serena　was　the　only　one

who　would　talk　to　her。　And　then；　of　course；　as　soon　as　she　had　accepted　Blair；　everyone　else　had

been　quick　to　follow。　Serena　never　had　trouble　finding　people　to　worship　her　and　copy　her　every

move；　even　back　when　they　could　barely　form　sentences。

Serena　exhaled　a　cloud　of　sweetly　scented　smoke。　？Sometimes　I　can？t　believe　we　were　ever　that

young。？

Like　they？re　so　ancient　now。

？Iknow　。？　Blair　pushed　her　glossy　dark　hair　off　her　shoulders。　？I　can？t　believe　we？re　going　to

college　in　a　week。？　She　looked　at　the　group　of　kids　again。　Two　girls　were　fighting　over　a　place　on

the　red　rop