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cool　it　was　that　there　was　aw　in　each　of　his　names。　？Why　don？t　we

meet　at　the　pton　Hotel？　They？ve　got　a　nice　little　bar　that　should　be　pretty　quiet。？　He

laughed。　？I　can　buy　you　a　Coke；　although　your　father　tells　me　you　prefer　Dom　Perignon。？

Blair？s　face　burned。　Her　stupid…ass　father？what　else　had　he　said？　？Oh；　no；　Coke　is　fine；？　she

stammered。

？Good。　I？ll　see　you　Thursday　night。　I？ll　be　wearing　my　Yale　tie。？

？I？m　looking　forward　to　it。？　Blair　tried　to　maintain　a　businesslike　tone　despite　her　vivid

Owen…at…the…office　fantasy。　？Thank　you　so　much　for　calling。？　She　clicked　off　the　phone　and

looked　directly　into　the　gilt　mirror　in　front　of　her。　Her　blue　eyes　already　seemed　larger　and　more

intense　now　that　she　had　less　hair。

If　she　were　really　an　actress　starring　in　the　movie　of　her　life？which　was　what　she　always　liked　to

imagine？thiswould　be　the　turning　point：　the　day　she　transformed　her　look　and　began　rehearsing　for

the　biggest　role　of　her　career。　She　glanced　at　her　watch。　There　was　only　half　an　hour　left　before

she　was　due　back　at　Constance　for　gym。　There　was　no　reason　to　rush　back；　though；　especially　not

when　Bendel？s　was　only　three　blocks　away　and　a　new　dress　for　meeting　Owen　Wells　on　Thursday

night　was　calling　her　name。　It　was　absolutely　worth　getting　in　trouble　for　cutting　gym　if　her　new

haircut　and　new　dress　were　going　to　help　get　her　into　Yale。

Gianni　was　drinking　coffee　and　flirting　with　the　shampoo　boys。　Blair　shot　him　a　menacing　look；

daring　him　to　fuck　up　her　hair。

？Whenever　you？re　ready；　miss；？　he　called　over　in　a　bored　tone；　as　if　he　couldn？t　have　cared　less

if　he　cut　her　hair　or　not。

Blair　took　a　deep　breath。　She　wa