gossip girl 7 英文-第18章

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the　monitors。　From　what　he　could　tell；　though；　they　were　nearing　Cape　May；　which　meant　that　if　
they　traveled　at　a　normal　cruising　speed　instead　of　。5　miles　an　hour；　it　would　only　take　a　little　over　
three　hours　to　get　back　to　New　York　harbor。　He'd　dock　the　boat　and　head　straight　for　the　Plaza。　

Only　a　whole　day　late。　

Nate　checked　the　ining　messages　screen　where　the　Charlotte　picked　up　text　messages…　mostly　
munications　from　AdArch@nextel；　his　father's　cell　phone。　

NATHANIEL；　YOUR　MOTHER　AND　I　ARE　AT　THE　OPERA。　
NATHANIEL；　TURN　THE　BOAT　AROUND。　
I'VE　ALERTED　THE　COAST　GUARD　AND　THEY'VE　BEEN　INSTRUCTED　TO　ARREST　
YOU。　



NATHANIEL；　YOUR　MOTHER　IS　VERY　UPSET。　
TURN　THE　BOAT　AROUND；　SON。　

And　so　on。　

〃Shit。〃　Nate　could　imagine　his　mother　crying　in　her　black　evening　attire　in　their　box　at　the　
Metropolitan　Opera　while　his　father　stabbed　furiously　at　his　cell　phone。　Then　again；　his　mother　
always　cried　at　the　opera；　it　was　part　of　her　whole　dramatic…French…princess　act。　

The　messages　had　all　been　sent　within　the　last　two　hours；　so　it　wasn't　like　his　parents　had　been　
freaking　out　for　that　long。　Normally　his　father's　surly　tone　would　have　scared　the　crap　out　of　him；　
but　he'd　been　looking　for　a　reason　to　abort　the　mission　and　get　back　to　Blair。　Now　here　it　was。　

He　went　back　to　the　navigation　screen　and　punched　in　the　longitudinal　and　latitudinal　points　for　
the　harbor　at　Battery　Park　City；　which　were　written　on　the　blackboard　on　the　wall　of　the　cabin　in　
yellow　chalk。　He　hit　enter　and　immediately　the　boat's　motor　shift　into　neutral。　Then　the　bow　
dipped　and　swung　around　until　the　boat　had　done　a　plete　hundred…and…eighty…degree　turn　back　
in　the　direction　of　New　York　Harbor。　He　typed　the　mand　to　increase　speed　to　thirty…three　miles　
per　hour　and　glanced　at　the　clock　8：29PM。　He'd　be　back　in　bed　with　Blair　by　midnight。　

〃Yo；　what　up　dude？〃　Anthony　demanded　from　his　spot　on　the　cabin　floor。　〃Are　you　doing　
homework　or　something？〃　

Nate　grinned　and　shook　his　head；　enjoying　the　buzz　from　their　second　hand　smoke。　Blair　would　be　
so　thrilled　to　see　him　again　she'd　have　to　forgive　him。　And　he　wouldn't　have　any　trouble　making　
her　forget。　

Presuming　she　was　there　waiting　for　him。　And　presuming　she　was　alone。。。　

TWISTED　LITTLE　SISTER　

〃Remove　your　shoes！　Remove　your　shoes！　Ree…moove　your　shoooo…ooes！〃　Damian　screetched　


into　the　mike。　It　was　the　final　chorus　of　〃Japanese　Restaurant；〃　the　latest　hit　single　written　by　Dan　
Humphrey　and　the　last　song　on　the　Raves'　playlist。　

〃If　we　slip　out　now；〃　Elise　murmured；　〃we　can　probably　get　a　cab　before　anyone　else。〃　

Who　said　anything　about　leaving？　

Jenny　lit　another　cigarette；　ignoring　her。　She　wanted　to　hang　out　until　the　crowd　thinned；　and　get　a　
better　look　at　Damian。　See　if　his　red…blond　hair　stood　up　on　end　all　on　its　own　or　if　it　was　crusty　
with　hair　gel。　See　if　his　teeth　were　really　as　perfectly　white　and　straight　as　they　looked　from　where　
she　sat。　Hear　that　Irish　twang　he　was　so　famous　for。　And　those　arm　muscles！　The　Raves'　drummer　
was　still　cute；　but　she　had　to　admit　Damian　was　totally　hot。　He　had　this　incredible　energy　about　
him；　like　he'd　been　wound　up。　If　she　stuck　around；　maybe　Dan　would　even　introduce　them；　and　
she　could　casually　slip　in　that　she　was　friends　with　Serena；　and　find　out　if　they　were　actually　
together　or　not。　

That　is；　if　Dan　was　still　alive。　

Zoing！　Damian　struck　the　last　chord　on　his　guitar　and　threw　his　instrument　into　the　crowd；　as　he　
was　known　to　do。　Then　he　climbed　up　the　fireman's　pole　hand…over…hand；　flexing　those　fantastic　
arm　muscles；　and　disappeared。　

〃Show…off；〃　the　drummer　scoffed。　He　stood　up　stiffly；　grabbed　a　bottle　of　beer　from　beneath　his　
drum　set；　and　chugged　it。　Then　set　the　bottle　down　and　craned　his　neck；　like　he　was　looking　for　
someone　in　the　crowd。　

Jenny's　skin　tingled。　Her？　

Wait；　wasn't　she　over　him　already？　

〃We　should　get　going；〃　Elise　repeated。　She　stood　up　and　tugged　on　her　shirt。　〃Everyone's　going　to　
be　fighting　for　cabs。〃　

The　bassist　started　unplugging　things　and　breaking　down　the　equipment。　The　drummer　
irreverently　into　one　of　the　mikes。　The　drummer　burped　irreverently　into　one　of　the　mikes。　

Gross。　

Jenny　giggles　like　this　was　the　handsomest；　most　adorable　thing　she'd　ever　heard。　

〃You　can　go　if　you　want；　but　I'm　not　leaving；〃　she　told　her　friend。　She　was　supposed　to　spend　the　
rest　of　the　weekend　at　Elise's　house；　but　opportunities　like　this　didn't　present　themselves　very　
often。　


Opportunities　to　meet　famous　rock　stars；　or　opportunities　to　be　as　naughty　as　possible？　

The　crowd　began　to　disperse。　Some　headed　to　the　bathroom'　others　spilled　out　the　exit　doors　and　
onto　the　street。　Elise　hovered　next　to　the　table；　unsure。　Jenny　took　another　awkward　puff　on　her　
cigarette　and　jiggled　her　foot。　And　then　all　of　a　sudden　he　was　there；　in　front　of　them…　the　
drummer。　

He　wasn't　Damian；　but　he　was　almost　as　good。　

〃Hey。　I'm　Lloyd。〃　His　knuckles　were　wrapped　in　frayed　surgical　tape　like　a　boxer's；　his　dark；　
neatly　cut　hair　and　preppy　pink…and…green　Lacoste　shirt　were　soaked　with　perspiration。　〃You're　
Dan's　sister；　Jennifer；　right？〃　

Jenny　nodded。　She　loved　it　when　people　called　her　Jennifer。　Although　she　would　have　preferred　if　
he'd　said；　〃You're　Jennifer；　that　stunning　model　in　the　W　spread　this　month；　right？〃　

〃How'd　you　know？〃　she　asked；　even　though　she　knew　the　answer。　Despite　the　fact　that　she　dressed　
better　than　Dan　did　and　was　nearly　nine　inches　shorter　and　mad　a　much　nigger　chest；　they　could　
almost　have　been　fraternal　twins。　

Except　that　she　was　three　years　younger　than　Dan。　Not　that　she　was　about　to　tell　Mr。　Drummer　
Boy　that。　

〃Your　brother　said　his　gorgeous　sister　was　ing；〃　Lloyd　replied　with　a　pletely　straight　face。　
He　glanced　at　Elise　who　was　still　standing　there；　fidgeting　with　the　sipper　on　her　Banana　Republic　
purse　like　a　total　geek。　〃Marc；　our　bassist？　He's　got　this　thing　about　big　old　hotels；〃　Lloyd　
continued。　〃Anyway；　he's　booked　some　big　suit　up　at　the　Plaza　Hotel。　We're　having　a　little　
get…together　there　if　you　want　to　e。〃　

Jenny　let　her　cigarette　fall　to　the　floor。　She　almost　forgotten　she　was　holding　it。　〃Totally！〃　she　
exclaimed　with　more　enthusiasm　then　she'd　intended。　〃I　mean；　my　brother's　going；　right？〃　Not　that　
she　really　cared　if　Dan　was　going。　She　just　didn't　want　to　sound　like　the　type　of　girl　who　partied　in　
hotels　with　strange　guys　from　rock　bands　all　the　time。　

Right。　

〃It's　ten　minutes　until　my　curfew。　I　have　to　get　home；〃　Elise　insisted。　She　gave　Jenny　a　look　as　if　
to　say；　〃This　is　your　last　chance。〃　

〃Okay。　Well；　I'll　call　you　tomorrow；〃　Jenny　responded。　She　handed　Elise　the　pack　of　cigarettes；　but　
Elise　waved　them　away。　

〃You　might　need　them；〃　she　said；　before　turning　to　go。　


Jenny　knew　she　ought　to　have　felt　a　twinge　of　guilt　for　not　leaving　with　her　friend；　but　how　could　
she　pass　up　a　chance　like　this？　The　worst　thing　that　could　happen　was　that　their　father　would　find　
out；　but　he'd　never　been　very　good　at　punishments；　and　besides；　Elise　would　never　tell。　She　
squeezed　her　knees　together　and　smiled　up　at　Lloyd　with　nervous　excitement。　He　held　out　a　
bandaged　hand　and　pulled　her　to　her　feet。　

〃e　on。　I'll　introduce　you　around。〃　

The　club　had　returned　to　a　state　of　normalcy。　People　chatted　quietly　over　their　beers　while　the　new　
Franz　Ferdinand　album　played　on　the　stereo。　Dan　was　sitting　on　the　edge　of　the　stage　now；　next　to　
a　very　pretty　tanned　girl　with　honey…colored　hair；　cradling　a　bottle　of　Schweppes　tonic　water。　He　
looked　pletely　spent；　but　the　girl　was　chattering　away；　laughing　and　smiling　like　Dan　was　the　
most　entertaining　guy　she'd　ever　met。　

〃Fucking　hell；　Yoko's　back；〃　Lloyd　hissed　under　his　breath　as　they　approached。　

〃Who？〃　Jenny　asked　curiously。　The　girl　was　wearing　a　super　short　tiered　jade　green　miniskirt；　and　
her　bare　legs　were　luxuriously　long　and　tanned；　like　those　of　a　Bain　do　Soleil　sunscreen　model。　

A　giant　fake　smile　spread　across　Lloyd's　face。　〃Never　mind；〃　he　responded　between　gleaming　
white　teeth。　〃You'll　see。〃　

The　tanned　girl　shimmied　off　the　stage　and　kissed　Jenny　on　both　cheeks。　〃Dan　says　you　are　his　
seez…stirrh；〃　she　said　in　a　thick　French　accent。　〃I　am　so　jealous　of　doz　gorgeous　bresssts！〃　she　
reached　out　with　both　hands　and　gave　each　of　Jenny's　boobs　a　good　hard　squeeze。　

Honk；　honk！　

〃So　womanly；　non？〃　

〃Monique；　I　wouldn't……〃　Dan　started　to　warn　her。　

〃Thanks；〃　Jenny　interrupted；　surprising　everyone　including　herself。　She'd　always　been　extremely　
sensitive　about　her　chest；　with　good　reason；　but　Monique's　little　outburst　seemed　like　a　genuine　
French　pliment。　Besides；　she　didn't　really　mind　that　Damian　and　Lloyd　were　now　well　aware　
that　her　boobs　were　the　largest　in　the　room。　

〃Jennifer　this　is　Monique。　Monique　this　is　Jennifer。〃　Lloyd　introduced　them。　〃Monique　is　Dam…〃　

〃Visiting　from　St。　Tropez；〃　Monique　cut　him　off；　her　eyes　burning　with　a　look　that　had；　〃Shut　up；　
you　idiot！〃　written　all　over　it。　〃Are　you　ing　to　zee　Plaza　'otel　wid　us？〃　she　asked　Jenny。　

〃No；　she　ahs　to　go　home；〃　Dan　slurred。　〃It's　late。〃　He　glan