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bags　and　two　of　the　Barneys　bags　full　of　shoes　over　her　shoulder。　？e　on。　I？ll　help　you　carry

your　bags　downstairs。？

Chuck　was　waiting　on　the　corner　behind　the　wheel　of　his　new　silver　convertible　Jag？an　early

graduation　present。　The　car　looked　pletely　incongruous　with　the　funkily　rundown

neighborhood。　He　popped　open　the　trunk　and　the　girls　dropped　Blair？s　bags　inside。

？I　left　some　other　stuff　for　you　in　the　closet。？　Blair　gave　her　classmate　a　quick　hug。　？See　you

tomorrow　in　English。？

Vanessa　hugged　her　back。　？See　you　tomorrow；　bitchface；？　she　answered　tenderly。

Blair　watched　the　graffitied　door　slam　closed　behind　her　as　Vanessa　went　inside。　Then　she

opened　the　Jag？s　passenger…side　door。

？I　heard　that　back　in　the　forties　all　the　alums　used　to　keep　prostitutes　at　the　Yale　Club；？　Chuck

announced　as　Blair　reached　for　her　seat　belt。　？And　they　didn？t　even　have　a　ladies？　room。？　He

pulled　away　from　the　curb　and　slipped　his　hand　over　Blair？s　bare　knee。　？I　knew　it　would　never

last。　You？re　a　boy？s　girl；　not　a　girl？s　girl。？

Blair　shoved　his　hand　away　and　rolled　her　blue　eyes　in　annoyance。　Chuck　was　and　always　would

be　a　slimeball；　tolerated　only　because　he　and　Blair　and　the　rest　of　their　ilk　had　all　been　born　at

Lenox　Hill　Hospital　at　Seventy…seventh　and　Park　and　had　all　gone　to　nursery　school　together。

They？d　attended　dancing　school　together　and　vacationed　with　their　families　in　St。　Barts。　Their

parents　were　on　the　boards　of　the　Metropolitan　Museum　and　the　Metropolitan　Opera；　and　they　all

spoke　the　same　unspoken　language。　But　unlike　his　other　Upper　East　Side　cohorts；　Chuck　had

failed　to　get　into　any　of　the　private　colleges　he？d　applied　to。