"I'm a feminist obviously
But I wouldn't really mind him savin' me"
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Ophelia Eleanor Waldorf-Huntington: cousin to infamous Blair Waldorf, niece of Eleanor Waldorf, returns to the Upper East Side after a year away spent with h...
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Morning on the Upper East Side, where even our own blonde birdie has been spotted flying the coop early to make it to her morning classes. Leave it to Serena van der Woodsen to make geek chic. Who knew Ivy would look so good on her?
"Chuck declared war on Blair and yet she continues to attend Columbia as normal, that's bold." Carrington admitted, sipping on the takeaway coffee cup whilst she strolled through designer stores with Ophelia. "She insists he can't touch her there." The heiress informed, taking a look at some of the latest drops for inspiration on her new line. "He's Chuck Bass." Carrington spoke before immediately shivering in disgust. "Ew, no. I'm never saying that again." The blonde expressed, glaring as Ophelia laughed softly at her words. "It is rather catchy."
"Any news on the board?". Carrington wondered, knowing her best friend had been avoiding the subject for the past week. "Nothing. They've gone radio silent and I'm stuck trying to create a new line when I have no energy and zero inspiration." Ophelia explained, annoyed as not even the latest drops surrounding her could inspire the fashion in her soul. "This stomach is growing bigger by the day, and nothing fits me. I thought I'd look hot pregnant, not like a potato."
Ophelia caught sight of herself in a nearby mirror, groaning as the clothes she owned began to look smaller than they ever had. "Get a grip O. You're smoking hot and if anything, the bump is just amplifying that. It's the clothes that are the issue." Carrington comforted, witnessing just how difficult it had become for the heiress over the last few weeks to dress as stylish as she once did.
"Care, you are a genius." Ophelia exclaimed, hugging her best friend tightly before rushing out of the shop and straight into the waiting car, inspiration having struck leaving a confused Carrington behind. "What did I say?".
This just in: Looks like you can take the girl out of the party but not the party out of the girl. Rumor has it our favourite blonde could be spreading more than just good cheer. And if it's true then there's a test out there a few of you might not be able to pass. Does SVW have an STD?
Against her better judgement Ophelia took a break from her latest sketches to meet up with Nate at Columbia, the latest blast had caused some unwanted attention for their entire group. "Okay. It says here that you both slept with Serena and Vanessa and that Vanessa also slept with Chuck who slept with Blair, who has also slept with Nate. Spencer's just slept with Serena and Ophelia has slept with Theodore, Chuck and Nate." Juliet informed, her eyes locked onto her phone as she walked up the stairs alongside Dan, Nate, Spencer and Ophelia. "All that's on Gossip Girl?". Nate questioned, wondering how she'd even managed to find out that kind of information. "Yeah, she made a chart, which I have to say is very helpful." Juliet informed, a small laugh leaving Ophelia's lips as she couldn't help but agree. "If I remember correctly Jenny has also slept with Chuck. Care has only slept with Theo but given the interconnecting fetish this group seems to hold I vote everyone you've ever looked at gets tested."
