mean?
Umm 。 。 。 maybe that he?s stoned? Again?
?So;? Serena started again; focusing her gaze on the gray Abercrombie T…shirt Nate had had for
as long as she could remember?anything to avoid looking up into his glittering green eyes。 She
shuffled her flip…flops against the floor and steeled herself for the question she knew she had to
ask; no matter how much the answer hurt。 ?Did you find??? ?We found so much cool shit。? He
grinned widely。 ?Little sandbar islands; these caves up in Maine?we even saw fuckingpuffins !?
Serena looked up into his beach…glass green eyes; her heart thumping crazily in her chest。 She
kept replaying Blair?s sudden exit over in her mind。 What was she so upset about? Had Nate
found the letter and said something to her about it? Or what if Blair had found it and toldhim ? Or;
worse yet; what if Blair found it anddidn?t tell him? What if Nate loved her too and that was why
he wasn?t running after Blair? Or what if the letter was still nestled in the glove partment of
Nate?s father?s Aston Martin; unread; all her questions unanswered?
?It was really amazing;? he said; speaking slowly; the way Nate always did when he was happy
or relaxed or stoned; which was basically all the time。 ?I didn?t want to e back。? Just looking
at his angelic face; she couldn?t stand not knowing what had happened to her letter?not knowing
whether or not he knew。 She had to saysomething。
Serena smiled weakly。 ?Nate; did you ever find??? ?Just a minute; you two!? Eleanor appeared
before them and sat down; wedging her skinny butt between them on the way…too…small…for…three
settee。 Serena and Nate both inched over?not that they had a choice。 It was either move or have
Eleanor sit on their laps。 She linked one arm through Serena?s and the other through Nate?s; a
mischievous look on her face。 The overpowering scent of Eleanor?s Chanel No。 5 made Serena
feel like she was in a department store。
?I?m so glad to get the two of you alone;? Eleanor whispered conspiratorially; as if they were all
planning some kind of top…secret mission。 ?I?m working on a surprise for Blair for the party。 It?s a
slide show of Blair?s life?kind of like a…greatest…moments…so…far thing。? She smiled brightly;
turning her head back and forth to look at Serena and Nate as she spoke; like she was watching a
tennis match。 ?But the problem is that I don?t really have the time to go through thethousands of
snapshots of Blair I?ve amassed over the years?and that?s where you two e in!? She squeezed
each of their knees with her hands。 ?I need you to go through thisimmense stack of albums and
choose some appropriate photographs。 But I?m afraid we?re on a bit of a deadline?I need them by
next Friday at the latest。? Serena tried to glance at Nate over Eleanor?s head; but when she leaned
back on the couch; Eleanor leaned back too; fanning herself with her hand。 ?But remember?this