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𝐆𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐏 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄, welcoming you to the new year when Manhattanites who flew south for the sun return to their Park Avenue perches. Which means I have a lot of catching up to do. Word is, Serena van der Woodsen tangoed in the new year in the plazas of Buenos Aires. Guess that means Lonely Boy was all alone when the clock tolled 12. And what of Little J? Rumour is she's traded runways for hallways. So long, high fashion. Hello, high school. Haven't heard much from N, but what I do know is she's all loved up with her best friend's ex-boyfriend. Speaking of Blair Waldorf, she's been spotted making inroads at the Colony Club. With high school nearing its end has Queen B found a new social ladder to climb? So the only real question remaining: Where in the world is Chuck Bass? And is he ever coming back?
Serena and I rounded the corner of the hallway to come face-to-face with Blair Waldorf. A huge grin etched across my face as we ran into each other's arms, "I missed you both so much." She smiled.
My sister chuckled happily, "Not as much as we missed you."
We all pulled away from each other as I spoke, "Hey, did Jack ever find Chuck?"
She sighed, "Yeah, what was left of him? I'm surprised they made it through customs. Chuck's body odour could've given a high to half of Manhattan." She suddenly stopped in her tracks and turned to us with a serious expression, "I have to tell you something. I did something stupid."
I frowned nervously, "B, what is it?"
"I told Chuck I loved him." She revealed.
"Finally." I scoffed, not understanding why it was such an awful thing.
Serena nodded, "That's great."
"Great? No." Blair shook her head, "It's awful. Not only did he not say it back, but he disappeared for a month. If I could go back and strangle myself as the words came out I would." She panicked.
"I'm sure Chuck would say it back," My sister spoke softly, "He was probably thinking about you the whole time."
She scoffed, "Not unless I was a Thai hooker named Bo."
Suddenly, big arms wrapped around my body and I immediately recognised them to be Nates. I turned around to peck his lips as he leaned further into me.
"This is my news," My sister suddenly spoke when I noticed Dan beside her. I smiled happily for the girl despite not being surprised that they were back together.
"A postcard would have been fine." Blair cut her off, "I'm really happy for you." She turned to Nate and I, "And you two make me sick so I'm gonna go vomit now." She said before leaving the corridor.
I chuckled at her words before turning around and attaching my lips to his.
𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 in hand with Nate until I noticed Blair when she rounded the corridor and demanded she needed to talk to us. I nodded for her to continue as she spoke, "Have you seen Chuck today?"
I turned to my boyfriend who also shook his head. I frowned, "No, why?"
"Did he come home last night?" Her tone was desperate and it only made me more worried.
"Blair, I don't know. What's wrong?" I whisper yelled, my patience wearing thin.
She learned closer to us so she could speak quietly, "Yesterday Queller caught him smoking hash at school. There was a meeting, and to say it went badly would be an understatement. I'm worried."
Nate only chuckled, "Blair, it's Chuck. He's somewhere blowing off steam. It's what he does. He'll show up in a couple days."
She nodded almost as though she was trying to convince herself, "You're right. He always disappears. Marrakesh, Prague. And he always came back. But this time, when I looked into his eyes, I couldn't see him anymore." Tears started to fill her eyes as she spoke.
"You're really worried?" I asked. She only sent me a small nod in response as tears began to well in her eyes, "Okay, I say give it until tonight and if he hasn't shown up Nate and I will help you."
She nodded, "Thank you."
𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀 call from Blair, Nate and I immediately rushed over to the penthouse in worry. I ran out of the elevator doors to find the girl descending from the stairs, "B, is everything okay?"
She only shrugged, "False alarm."
"What happened?" The Archibald asked, sighing out in relief.
"Chuck. He's holed up at Victrola in some Jim Morrison downward spiral. Sad, in a way. Luckily it's not my concern. Thank you for coming." She suddenly turned away from us, "Dorota, I think my guests from the Colony Club are here"
I scoffed, "B, if Chuck is really in trouble then we need to help him. We're all he has."
"He doesn't want my help." She said with a straight face, having had enough.
I looked over to see Blair's guests and continued, "So you're just gonna abandon him for some society matrons?" I scoffed in disbelief.
"Those matrons are helping me build a life." She shot back, "All Chuck can do is destroy one. I'm not abandoning Chuck. I'm saving myself. Excuse me."
I only sighed heavily as she turned away from us before dragging my boyfriend out of the apartment.
The year scarcely turned, and already secrets have begun. Where will it end this time? The new year isn't about what happened. It's about what's to come. But the past is always with us. Just waiting to mess with the present. And when it does, I'll be watching. XOXO, Gossip Girl.
