天锡小说网

第5部分（第3页）

dropping…out…of…the…running…for…senior…speaker　part。　She　was　reluctant　to　prolong　homeroom；

because　there　were　only　five　more　minutes　left　for　her　to　get　changed；　powdered；　glossed；　and

perfumed　before　she　was　scheduled　to　meet　up　with　a　very　hot　English　lord　who？d　promised　to

spend　the　afternoon　dress　shopping　with　her。　Last　night　over　Ketel　One　martinis；　Lord　Marcus　had

confessed　that　his　squash　game　had　been　a　total　disaster　because　he？d　been　thinking　about　her　the

whole　time。　And　Blair　had　confessed　to　Googling　him　the　minute　she？d　unpacked　her　laptop。　His

family；　the　Beaton…Rhodeses；　owned　the　largest　textile　mill　in　England　and　lived　in　a　very　huge

and　historical　old　mansion　outside　of　London。　They　also　owned　a　villa　near　Milan　and　a　beach

pound　in　Barbados。　Marcus？s　parents　were　special　friends　of　the　royal　family；　and　Marcus

himself　had　even　attended　Princess　Diana？s　funeral。　He　was　listed　byHello！　magazine　as　one　of

the　most　eligible　young　bachelors　in　England；　and　Blair　was　determined　to　win　his　heart　before

any　of　those　greedy　English　bitches　got　to　him。　But　first　she　needed　to　know　if　she？d　beaten

Serena　by　getting　elected　senior　speaker　or　if　she？d　only　won　because　she　was　the　only　girl　left　in

the　running。　She　glared　at　Serena　and　repeated；　？Is　that　true？？

Serena　squirmed　in　her　seat；　pulling　her　school　uniform　down　over　her　bare　knees　and　pulling　up

her　pale　yellow　ankle　socks　so　they　looked　nerdy　and　ridiculous。　She？d　wanted　her　act　of

martyrdom　to　go　unnoticed　by　the　rest　of　the　senior　class。　Now　everyone　knew　about　it。　？Is　there　a

problem？？　she　responded；　sounding　a　lot　bitchier　than　she？d　intended。

？But　Blair；　youwant　to　be　our　speaker；　right？？　Vanessa　Abrams　asked　from　her　seat　right　next　to

Blair？s。　Vanessa　was　wearing　a　black　tank　top　and　no　bra　and　should　have　been　sent　home　for

being　inappropriate　and　out　of　uniform。　Normally　this　sort　of　go…class…go　type　of　homeroom　drove

her　nuts；　but　she？d　been　feeling　so　nostalgic　about　graduating　lately；　she　was　actually　sort　of　into

it。

？Yes；？　Blair　admitted。　？I　do。？

Vanessa　rolled　her　eyes　and　gave　her　friend？s　arm　a　gentle　little　shove。　？Then　what　do　you　care？？

Blair　shrugged。　？Can　we　go　now？？　she　asked　Mimi；　eager　to　get　out　of　her　uniform　and　into　the

tight　white　Juicy　Couture　clamdiggers　and　green　Marni　halter　top　she？d　brought　to　wear　shopping

with　Lord　Marcus。

Serena　shot　Vanessa　a　grateful　glance。　She　really　hadn？t　meant　to　make　a　fuss。　And　maybe；　when

she　thought　about　it　later？like；　years　later；　when　they　both　had　blue　old…lady　hair　and　had　retired　to

Mustique　or　some　other　hot　and　sunny　place；　Blair　might　hate　her　a　little　less。

After　homeroom；　the　senior　girls　congregated　outside　Constance　Billard？s　great　blue　doors；　still

buzzing　about　the　senior　speaker　situation。　They　couldn？t　help　but　notice　the　gorgeous；　tall；

golden…haired　boy　who　was　standing　on　the　sidewalk　only　a　few　feet　away；　wearing　perfectly

ironed　jeans　and　the　cutest　salmon…pink…and…white　checked　Thomas　Pink　button…down　shirt。　Blair

brushed　by　them　wearing　a　pletely　different　outfit　from　what　she？d　worn　to　school　that　day；

sprinted　down　the　steps；　and；　to　their　plete　amazement；　kissed　the　boy　on　the　cheek　without