天锡小说网

第30部分（第4页）

She　patted　the　two　old　monogrammed　red…and…white…striped　Kate　Spade　tote　bags　beside　her。

They　still　smelled　deliciously　like　the　ocean　and　suntan　lotion　and　contained　a　stash　of　Cosabella

underwear；　one　of　her　brother　Erik？s　old　Brown　T…shirts　that　she？d　swiped　the　last　time　he？d　been

home；　a　flimsy　Milly　sundress；　her　most　fortable　Michael　Kors　flip…flops；　a　Cynthia　Vincent

pink…and…black　paisley　print　jersey　dress；　her　trusty　Seven　jeans；　a　second　pair　of　flip…flops；　just　in

case；　and　a　white　embroidered　Viktor　&　Rolf　top。　Only　the　essentials。

She　stared　out　the　window　at　the　grand　steps　of　the　Metropolitan　Museum　of　Art；　the　lush　trees

of　Central　Park；　the　grand　apartment　buildings　on　Seventy…second　Street；　the　panoramic　vista　of

Park　Avenue；　and　then　at　the　unfamiliar；　ugly　modern　towers　on　Third　Avenue。　Ew。

？We？re　here；　miss；？　the　cabdriver　announced；　grinning　at　her　in　the　rearview　mirror　with　a

mouthful　of　gold…capped　teeth。　One　tooth　even　had　the　initialZ　stenciled　into　it。Maybe　for　Zorroor

Zeus？Serena　wondered。

？Oh。？　She　pulled　out　her　burgundy　Bottega　Veneta　wallet　and　thumbed　through　the　cash。　Then

she　climbed　out　of　the　taxi；　balancing　her　packed…to…the…gills　tote　bags；　and　scanned　the

putty…colored　town　houses　for　the　right　number。

There　was　number　171；　and　there　was　number　167；　but　there　were　some　unmarked　buildings　in

between　the　two；　and　she　couldn？t　figure　out　which　was　hers。　She　lugged　her　bags　to　the　nearest

stoop　and　sat　down。　Judging　from　some　of　the　boxy；　low　buildings　on　the　street；　the　place　she　was

moving　into　wouldn？t　bequite　on　par　with　what　she　was　accustomed　to。　She　dug　out　a　cigarette

and　lit　it；　stepping　aside　as　a　stream　of　foul…smelling　gray　smoke　billowed　out　of　a　grate　in　the

gutter。

Wake　up；　Dorothy：　you？re　not　on　the　Golden　Mile　anymore。

It　was　funny　how　everything　could　change　so　quickly？　she？d　gone　from　being　Serena　van　der

Woodsen；　senior　at　Constance　Billard　and　sometimes…model；　to　being　Serena　the　working　actress。

It　didn？t　seem　so　long　ago　that　her　biggest　worries　had　been　remembering　where　the　Catherine

Malandrino　sample　sale　would　be　this　month；　or　bickering　with　Blair　in　the　VIP　room　at　Marquee；

or　hooking　up　with　Nate　wherever　he　wanted？which；　for　a　short　while；　had　been　everywhere　and

all　the　time。

It？s　a　hard…knock　life。

？You　lost？？

Serena　looked　up　。　。　。　and　up；　and　up。　Standing　above　her　was　a　gorgeously　tall　guy　with　broad

shoulders；　preppily　cut　dark　brown　hair；　a　cleft　in　his　wide　chin；　and　pretty　blue　eyes。　He　was

wearing　a　plain　gray　suit　and　stiff　navy　tie；　but　his　smile　was　so