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　。　。　。　I？ll　call　you　later；？　Nate　said　unfortably；　looking　down　at　the　carpet。　His

shoulders　rose　in　a　deep；　shuddering　sigh。　？When　you？re　a　little　more　calm。？　Which　might　be

never。

？What　do　you　want　me　to　say；　Nate？　Congratu…freakinglations？　Hey；　at　least　you　can　call　me　to

help　you　with　yourhomework　？！？　Blair　screamed　as　he　opened　the　door　and　closed　it　softly　behind

him。

Don？t　go　giving　him　any　ideas。　。　。　。

TO：　caligirl90210@gmail。

FROM：　Bwaldorf@constancebillard。edu

Subject：　re：　We？re　Roomies！

Dear　Alana；

P。P。S。　Forget　every　fucking　thing　I　just　said。　I　hope　you？re　at　least　a　semi…fucking　normal　human

being；　because　no　one　else　in　my　life　is。

See　you　soon。

Blair

tangled　up　in　s

Nate　walked　out　of　Blair？s　apartment　building　and　onto　Fifth　Avenue；　grateful　for　the

anonymous　noise　and　clamor　of　the　busy　street。　At　least　no　one　was　yelling　at　him　out　here。　He

knew　that　she　wouldn？t　take　the　news　that　he　wasn？t　going　to　Yale　with　her　well　or　anything；　but

he　hadn？t　expected　it　to　bethat　bad。　He　stopped　on　the　corner　and　pulled　out　a　pack　of　cigarettes。

He　was　tempted　by　the　tightly　rolled　emergency　joint　he？d　shoved　in　the　back；　but　pulled　out　a

Parliament　instead　and　lit　the　tip；　his　hands　shaking。

He　was　trying　to　think　with　his　balls　like　Chips　said。　He？d　thought　that　if　he　just　came　clean　to

her；　everything　would　just　fall　into　place。　Sure；　he？d　be　in　Manhattan　for　an　extra　year；　but　they？d

see　each　other　every　weekend。　It　wasn？t　like　hewanted　to　stay　behind　in　the　city　while　Blair　and

Serena？his　girls？were　up　in　New　Haven。

Nate　exhaled　a　cloud　of　smoke　and　started　walking　uptown；　not　kno