gossip girl 11 英文-第3章

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and　looked　at　the　caller…ID　screen。Well；　of　course。　

？Hello？？she　answered　shrilly；　unable　to　keep　the　iciness　from　her　voice。　

？Hey。？　Serena？s　voice　was　bright　and　casual。　？What　are　you　doing？？　？Hey。　Nothing。　
Contemplating　killing　my　family。？And　you？　Blair　added　silently。　

Serena　laughed。　？What？d　they　do　this　time？？　

？I？ll　tell　you　later。？　Blair　sighed。　She　watched　as　Serena　stopped　walking　and　held　onto　a　
streetlight；　kicking　one　foot　against　the　metal　base。　

Oh…kaaay　。　。　。　

？So；　where　are　you　right　now？？　Serena　asked；　her　voice　questioning。　Blair　watched　as　she　leaned　
against　the　pole；　crossing　her　legs　at　the　ankles。　

？You　know；　just　out　and　about。？　Blair　kept　her　voice　neutral。　

An　ambulance　rushed　down　the　street；　siren　wailing；　and　the　sound　echoed　through　both　
phones。　？That？s　so　weird？it　sounds　like　you？re　right　next　to　me。？　Serena　sounded　confused　。　。　。　
and　maybe　the　slightest　bit　nervous？　

？It？s　funny　you　should　say　that。？　Blair？s　tone　was　icy　as　a　January　frost。　？Because　I？m　looking　
rightat　you。？　She　watched　as　Serena　whirled　around；　checking　the　crowd　frantically。　？Oh！？　she　
exclaimed；　spotting　her。　？I？ll　be　right　over。？　Now　this　should　be　a　fun　reunion！　

Ten　minutes　later；　they　sat　side　by　side　on　the　cool　stone　steps　of　the　Met；　smoking　cigarettes；　
iced　vanilla　lattes　sweating　in　their　hands。　The　sun　beat　down　on　their　heads　and　shoulders　like　a　
reprimand；　and　brightly　colored　banners　hung　from　the　entrance　to　the　museum；　advertising　the　
latest　Picasso　and　Van　Gogh　touring　collections。　

？So；？　Blair？s　voice　was　cool　and　measured；　？what　were　you　doing　over　at　Nate？s？？　She　glanced　


at　Serena？s　low…cut　black　cotton　Tory　Burch　tank　top。　？Because　it　certainly　doesn？t　look　like　there　
was　anypainting　going　on。？　？Painting？　What　are　you　talking　about？？　Serena　knew　it　must　be　
weird　for　Blair　to　have　caught　her　and　Nate　hanging　out　without　her；　but　the　iciness　in　Blair？s　
voice　felt　totally　wrong；　especiallyhere。　The　two　of　them　had　met　on　these　steps　countless　times。　
They？d　drunk　hundreds　of　coffees　and　smoked　probably　thousands　of　cigarettes　here。　Usually　they　
would　gossip　wildly　until　the　sky　grew　dark　and　it　was　time　to　head　home；　linking　their　arms　and　
walking　down　Fifth　

Avenue。　But　now　it　didn？t　feel　calming　or　familiar　to　have　Blair　sitting　next　to　her？it　felttense　。　
Serena　shifted　on　the　hard　stone；　trying　unsuccessfully　to　get　fortable。　

？Nate　told　me　earlier　he　couldn？t　hang　out　because　they　were　painting　his　room　and　the　fumes　
were　too　much　to　bear。　But　clearlyyou　were　able　to　handle　them；？　Blair　accused；　looking　straight　
ahead。　

？Listen；　I　think　you？ve　got　things　all　wrong。　Please　don？t　freak　out　before　I　tell　you　what？s　
really　going　on。？　Serena　snuck　a　glance　at　Blair；　whose　eyes　were　hidden　behind　enormous　blue　
aviators。　Sheseemed　mad；　but　Serena　couldn？t　really　be　sure；　since　cranky　was　kind　of　Blair？s　
natural　state。　She　hadn？t　wanted　to　ruin　the　surprise　of　the　slide　show；　but　she　knew　Blair　would　
never　trust　her　again　if　she　didn？t　explain　what　she　and　Nate　had　been　doing。　

Um；　maybe　she　should？ve　thought　about　thatbefore　writing　her　best　friend？s　boyfriend　a　
three…page　love　letter？　

？So　you　know　the　party　at　the　Met？？　Serena　took　a　gulp　of　iced　latte　and　looked　out　at　the　street　
below。　A　tired…looking　mother　was　attempting　to　strap　her　writhing　toddler　into　a　stroller　while　her　
husband　looked　on　helplessly。　？Well；　your　mom　asked　me　and　Nate　to　go　through　all　these　photos　
to　make　a　slide　show　for　the　party：　a　？This　Is　Your　Life；　Blair　Waldorf？　kind　of　thing。　That？s　why　
we　were　hanging　out　today。？　Serena　reached　into　her　tote　and　rummaged　around　at　the　
bottom。　？She　asked　us　to　keep　it　a　secret；　but　clearly　you？re　too　much　of　a　sleuth　for　us；？　she　
joked；　hoping　to　lighten　the　mood。　

？Seriously？？　Blair　perked　up。　She　hadn？t　even　considered　the　possibility　that　Serena　and　Nate　
might　be　getting　together　to　do　something　nice　for　her。　And　she　loved　surprises；　as　long　as　she　
knew　about　them。　

That　makes　sense。　

？Uh…huh；？　Serena　replied　excitedly。　？Look　atthese。　？　She　pulled　some　old　photos　from　her　bag　
and　handed　them　to　Blair。　

Blair　stared　down　at　the　picture　of　Nate　sleeping；　the　words　BUCK　NAKED　scrawled　across　his　
adolescent；　scrawny　chest　in　black　magic　marker。　She？d　written　the　？BUCK？　part；　and　Serena？s　
wavy　script　had　filled　in　the　？NAKED？？they　hadn？t　even　talked　about　it；　they？d　just　had　the　exact　


same　thought　at　the　exact　same　time。　Blair　laughed；　running　her　fingers　over　the　slick　surface　of　
the　photograph。　？I　can？t　believe　you　found　this！　What　were　we；　like；　thirteen？　We　were　so　
freaking　immature！？　They　looked　so　innocent；　lying　there　with　Nate　between　them。　Blair　smiled；　
suddenly　feeling　nostalgic。　The　Three　Musketeers？that？s　what　their　parents　had　called　them　since　
grade　school；　a　cluster　of　adults　shaking　their　heads　and　smiling　as　Serena　and　Blair　tackled　Nate　
in　their　various　living　rooms；　sitting　on　top　of　him　until　he　screamed。　

Sounds　like　a　dream　e　true。　

？Oh　my　God。？　Blair　turned　to　face　Serena　and　pushed　her　sunglasses　up　on　top　of　her　head。　
Some　girl？s　art　portfolio　nearly　slapped　Blair　as　the　girl　hurried　up　the　stone　steps。　？Remember　in　
seventh　grade　when　we　all　drank　a　bottle　of　champagne；　and　Nate　had　to　go　out　to　dinner　with　his　
dad　afterwards；　totally　tipsy？？　Serena　laughed　as　she　stuffed　the　photos　back　into　her　bag。　？How　
could　I　forget？　And　remember　how　we　went　back　to　your　house　and　tried　to　make　brownies？　
Except　we　were　both　so　uncoordinated　we　spilled　the　batter　all　over　the　floor；　and　then　Kitty　
Minky　ate　it　and　threw　up　in　your　mom？s　closet？all　over　her　new　pair　of　Fendi　boots？　I？ve　never　
seen　your　mom　that　mad　before。？　Blair　laughed；　moving　slightly　closer　to　Serena　on　the　steps。　Her　
anger　was　slowly　dissolving。　If　Serena　would　just　confess　about　that　fucking　love　letter；　Blair　
could　just　forgive　her　and　they　could　move　on。　With　her　family　turning　on　her；　she　really　needed　
her　best　friend。　

？Can　I　bum　a　smoke？？　Blair　eyed　Serena？s　slouchy　black　leather　Gucci　bag。　Serena　nodded　and　
pulled　out　her　pack　of　Gauloises；　handing　one　to　her。　Even　though　she？d　brought　her　own　Merit　
Ultra　Lights；　Blair　decided　that　with　Yale　ing　up　so　soon；　she？d　better　start　smoking　a　more　
serious　brand　of　cigarettes。　

Doesn？t　she　mean　more　pretentious？　

A　horde　of　little　kids　dressed　in　shorts　and　T…shirts　stumbled　up　the　steps；　holding　onto　a　long　
piece　of　red　rope。　Blair　watched　as　the　kids　struggled　to　make　it　to　the　top　of　the　steps；　yelling　and　
laughing；　all　moving　together　in　a　group。　She　remembered　how　in　first　grade；　for　whatever　
ridiculous　reason；　everyone　in　her　class　had　decided　that　she　had　cooties。　Serena　was　the　only　one　
who　would　talk　to　her。　And　then；　of　course；　as　soon　as　she　had　accepted　Blair；　everyone　else　had　
been　quick　to　follow。　Serena　never　had　trouble　finding　people　to　worship　her　and　copy　her　every　
move；　even　back　when　they　could　barely　form　sentences。　

Serena　exhaled　a　cloud　of　sweetly　scented　smoke。　？Sometimes　I　can？t　believe　we　were　ever　that　
young。？　

Like　they？re　so　ancient　now。　

？Iknow　。？　Blair　pushed　her　glossy　dark　hair　off　her　shoulders。　？I　can？t　believe　we？re　going　to　
college　in　a　week。？　She　looked　at　the　group　of　kids　again。　Two　girls　were　fighting　over　a　place　on　
the　red　rope。　？I　can？t　wait　to　get　to　Yale　and　just　start　over　again。　Can？t　you　just　picture　it？？　She　


closed　her　eyes；　smiling　happily　as　she　conjured　up　the　freshly…mowed　green　grass　strewn　with　
fall　leaves　and　ivy…covered　brick　walls。　Ah；Yale。　She　and　Nate　were　going　to　move　into　a　cozy　
colonial　house　and　live　happily　ever　after。　They　could　even　have　Serena　over　for　dinner　sometimes。　
She？d　regale　them　with　stories　about　the　single　life；　crazy　frat　parties；　and　silly　hookups　followed　
by　morning　walks　of　shame；　and　Blair　and　Nate　would　chuckle　and　smile　at　each　other　across　the　
table；　smugly　happy　that　they？d　found　theone　and　weren？t　out　there　getting　drunk　and　sloppy。　

Serena　closed　her　eyes　too；　and　tried　her　best　to　put　herself　there；　beside　Blair　and　Nate　at　Yale　in　
the　fall。　But　behind　her　closed　eyelids　lay　a　mass　of　empty；　undefined　darkness。　She　frowned。　She　
couldn？t　ignore　the　fact　that　every　time　she　tried　to　imagine　her　life　at　college；　she　wound　up　
drawing　a　plete　blank。　She　snapped　her　eyes　open　and　instantly　felt　forted　by　the　sight　of　
Fifth　Avenue；　its　sea　of　yellow　taxis　heading　downtown；　the　stately　green…awninged　buildings　with　
their　impeccably　dressed　doormen　who　wore　suits　and　white　gloves　no　matter　how　hot　it　was。　

Blair　took　a　drag　from　her　Galoise。　？So；　when　I　was　saying　I　wanted　to　kill　my　family　before　。　。　。　
I？m　kind　of　serious　this　time。　They？re　moving　to　L。A。　because　Cyrus　is　building　some　golf　course　
or　mall　or　something　putrid　that　the　people　out　there　like。　Of　course　theywould　leave　the　city　for　
the　fucking　natural…disaster　capital　of　the　world。？　She　rolled　her　eyes；　her　bitterness　starting　to　
creep　back　in。　

？What？？Serena　angled　her　body　toward　Blair？s；　so　that　their　knees　were　touching。　？Are　you　
serious？？　Blair　crushed　out　the　c