天锡小说网

第9部分（第2页）

Serena　slid　her　tray　along　the　metal　counter；　choosing　a　lemon

yogurt　and　skipping　all　the　hot　lunch　selections　until　she　came　to

the　hot…water　dispenser；　where　she　filled　up　a　cup　with　hot　water

and　placed　a　Lipton　tea　bag；　a　slice　of　lemon；　and　a　packet　of　sugar

on　the　saucer。　Then　she　carried　her　tray　over　to　the　salad　bar；

where　she　filled　up　a　plate　with　a　pile　of　romaine　lettuce　and　poured

a　small　puddle　of　bleu　cheese　dressing　beside　it。　She　would　have

preferred　a　toasted　ham…and…cheese　sandwich　in　the　Gare　du　Nord

in　Paris；　eaten　in　a　hurry　before　leaping　onto　her　London　train；　but

this　was　almost　as　good。　It　was　the　same　lunch　she’d　eaten　at

Constance　every　day　since　sixth　grade。　Blair　always　got　the　same

thing　too。　They　called　it　the　“diet　plate。”

Blair　watched　as　Serena　got　her　salad；　dreading　the　moment　when

Serena　would　sit　down　next　to　her　in　all　her　glory　and　start　trying　to

be　friends　again。　Ugh。

“Hey　guys；”　Serena　said；　sitting　down　next　to　Blair；　smiling

radiantly。　“Just　like　old　times；　huh？”　She　laughed　and　peeled　back

the　top　of　her　yogurt。　The　cuffs　of　her　brother’s　old　shirt　were

frayed；　and　stray　threads　dangled　in　the　yogurt’s　watery　whey。

“Hello；　Serena；”　Kati　and　Isabel　said　in　unison。

Blair　looked　up　at　Serena　and　turned　the　corners　of　her　glossy　lips

upwards。　It　was　almost　a　smile。

Serena　stirred　the　yogurt　up　and　nodded　at　Blair’s　tray；　where　the

remains　of　her　bagel　with　cream　cheese　and　cucumber　were

strewn。　“I　guess　you　outgrew　the　diet　plate；”　she　observed。

“I　guess；”　Blair　said。　She　smashed　a　lump　of　cream　cheese　into　her

paper　napkin　with　her　thumb；　staring　at　Serena’s　sloppy　cuffs　in

bewilderment。　It　was　fine　to　wear　your　brother’s　old　clothes　in　ninth

and　tenth　grade。　Then；　it　was　cool。　But　now？　It　just　seemed　。　。　。

dirty。

“So　my　schedule　totally　sucks；”　Serena　said；　licking　her　spoon。　“I

don’t　have　a　single　class　with　you　guys。”

“Um；　that’s　because　you’re　not　taking　any　APs；”　Kati　observed。

“You’re　lucky；”　Isabel　sighed。　“I　have　so　much　work　to　do　I　don’t

even　have　time　to　sleep。”

“Well；　at　least　I’ll　have　more　time　to　party；”　Serena　said。　She

nudged　Blair’s　elbow。　“What’s　going　on　this　month；　anyway？　I　feel

so　pletely　out　of　it。”

Blair　sat　up　straight　and　picked　up　her　plastic　cup；　only　to　find　there