Baby Bass

Blair's POV

Blair's POV:

It was a Saturday today so I had plenty of time to talk to Bailey. Ever since I saw that photo, I realised I should probably ask Bailey what the hell she was doing at the Ostroff Centre. That Centre is for recovering alcoholics and druggies, I'm pretty sure Bailey is neither. 

"You wanted to see me?" Bailey smiled doing a small bow. I rolled my eyes. "What were you doing at the Ostroff Centre?" I asked. I wasn't going to beat around the bush. Bailey frowned in confusion. "What do you mean?" She asked.

I showed her the picture Chuck's accomplice took. "That's you isn't it?" I asked hoping it was just a misunderstanding of some sort. Bailey swallowed. "Yes. Yes it is me." Bailey replied. "Then why were you there?" I asked.

Bailey sighed. "Okay this is really embarrassing. But I was volunteering." Bailey admitted. I smiled in relief. "So you were just doing a good deed?" I asked relieved. Bailey nodded. "Phew, I thought you might be a drug addict or something." I laughed.

Bailey smiled. "Of course not." She replied. I grinned. "You're one of the only redeeming factor of the Bass Family, you know." I told her. Bailey laughed. "Why thank you, Blair." Bailey said hugging me. I laughed. "Get off, Bass!" I said between giggles.

I pulled away. "Thanks for being a good friend and being so truthful. After the Serena thing, that's what I need." I told her sincerely. I saw something flicker in Bailey's eyes. "No problem, B." Bailey replied.

I chuckled. "You're B too." I said smiling. Bailey laughed. "I guess I am." Bailey replied smiling back at me. At least I have a real friend on my side. Not just minions with fleeting loyalty.