第38部分(第3/7 頁)

　the　hair　and　boobs　fake；　and　you　had　to　drive　everywhere。　Even　the　sun　felt　too　accosting　and　bright。

Blair　had　finally　gotten　used　to　Eleanor　and　Cyrus　living　in　LA；　though；　and　now　that　she　was　planning　to　move　to　New　York　after　graduation；　she　wasn’t　sure　she　wanted　them　in　the　same　time　zone；　much　less　the　same　city。　The　only　good　thing　about　the　move　was　that　she　could　see　her　sister；　Yale；　more　often。　Yale　might　even　grow　up　relatively　normal　if　they　spent　enough　time　together。

Or　not。　Normal　is　highly　overrated。

Blair　shivered　and　hugged　her　arms　around　her　chest。　It　was　surprisingly　warm　for　December；　but　she　was　only　wearing　a　silky　black　and　tan　Chloé　halter　sheath。　She　wasn’t　quite　ready　to　go　back　inside；　where　Eleanor　and　Cyrus　were　hosting　a　holiday　party　for　all　the　Upper　East　Side　couples　they’d　been　friends　with　for　years；　including　the　van　der　Woodsens；　the　Coateses；　and　the　Basses。　Chuck　was　still　in　England；　due　back　on　Christmas；　so　Blair　had　to　fend　for　herself。　It　was　times　like　these　a　long…distance　relationship　was　hard。　At　Yale；　she　kept　busy　with　classes　and　the　college　friends　she’d　made；　but　in　New　York　she　hated　being　all　alone。

Blair　gazed　down　at　streetlight…lined　paths　that　zigzagged　through　the　dark　expanse　of　Central　Park　greenery。　It　just　felt　so　wrong　to　be　looking　at　the　park　from　this　angle。

The　terrace　door　slid　open　and　her　stepbrother；　Aaron　Rose；　stepped　outside；　carrying　Yale　on　his　hip　and　a　glass　of　champagne　in　one　hand。　Aaron　was　a　senior　at　Harvard；　insisted　on　wearing　his　hair　in　little　brown　dreadlocks；　and　had　spent　all　of　last　year　on　a　study…abroad　program　in　Burkina　Faso。　Now；　starry…eyed　at　the　notion　of　making　a　difference　in　third…world　countries；　he　was　in　the　process　of　apply