Welcome to the Upper East Side of Manhattan, New York. Here you can find some of the most privileged youth in all the nation. London Kohler has got it all. Money, power, and friends. But there's something missing in her life. Find out what it is. XO...
London's dress for the wedding. A white/blue color that is floor length and flows at the end.
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I wake up to find Chuck's arm wrapped around my waist in bed.
I quickly sit up, removing Chuck's arm from my waist and slapping his arm.
"Ow" Chuck exclaims as he wakes up.
"What happened?" I ask standing up from the bed as Chuck moves to get up as well.
"We were up late plotting against Georgian. We must have dozed off." Chuck says as he observes my movements.
"But you were on the floor." I exclaim.
"I didn't want to hurt my back." Chuck responds, shrugging his shoulders.
"Why? It's not like you ever do anything athletic." I scuff.
"Well, that's not entirely true, now, is it?" Chuck smirks up at me.
"Gross." I start, "Nothing you do requires you removing your scarf." I tell him.
"Now before you landed in my bed, we actually landed on a good idea." I say and Chuck stands up to put his jacket on.
"Well, there isn't very much we can do now. I have a best man speech to write and no time to write it. And you have to help your dad prepare the rings and stuff for my dad and Lily." Chuck says before getting ready to exit my room.
"Oh, don't worry. I know someone who can be bitch enough for the both of us." I said, referring to Blair.
"Too bad. I like it when you are a bitch. It's quite the turn on." he says.
"Alright, I think it's time for you to leave." I tell him escorting him out of my room.
"You know, they say if you love something you should set it free." he says.
"And they also say when you hate something you should slam the door in its face." I reply.
"God, I love it when you talk dirty." Chuck says as I slam the door in his face.
I then grab my phone to inform Blair of our plan to take down Georgina.
I come down the stairs to see Dad and Lucy dressed up for the wedding.
"Lucy? Are you going with us to the wedding?" I question.
"I invited her sweetie. I hope that's alright with you." Dad says, smiling at me.
"Yeah, of course." I say giving Lucy a smile.
"Great. Well you both look stunning." Dad says looking over at the both of us.
"Thanks dad." I say grinning up at him.
He then grabs the door for us as we leave the house.
