A Fairytale Of New York {Gossip Girl}

Chapter 1~ Good Morning New York.

~New York City~

Stepping off the plane a sense of relief washes over me. Safe ground where I can walk in a straight line! Then I realise I'm alone in this huge city. Mother has organised for a taxi to pick me up from here and take me to the hotel but from there it's all down to me. I am going to be living on mothers credit card, which I am grateful for, so can afford to get whatever I need. They have made it so that she sees what I buy but I will find ways around that.

After getting my bags off the conveyer belt, I made my way out of the building. A man holding a sign saying 'Miss E. Taylor' directed me towards him. Kindly he took my bags and dragged them over to the taxi. I climbed into the back and got my mobile out. Mother at least deserves a text to say I have arrived safely! Then I sat and watched the New York sights pass by the window.

The New York Palace Hotel was grand, similar to my house actually! It had the large sweeping stair case in the reception and three mahogany lifts with gold detailing. Several golden chairs were dotted around with cushions on them lazily. I approached the man at the desk and waited for him to serve me.

"Can I help you madam?" He politely addressed me. I smiled carefully before replying.

"Yes thank you sir, I am staying here for a while under the name of Eleanor Taylor? My mother has booked the accommodation and is paying for my stay." He looked shocked at my response and quickly searched for my name.

"Yes, madam, here you are! You are on floor 5 in room number 358. The restaurant and bar area is through those doors, the lifts are over there and the stairs can take you to the 3rd floor up. I hope that you have an enjoyable stay here!" With that, and a smile, he handed my key over and moved onto the next customer. Deep breaths, take the lift, find your room, unpack and then get food. I had to just keep calm!

My room was following from the stylish reception that I had seen first. It has a large golden and cream sheeted bed with lots of cute scatter cushions. I then have two upright armchairs and a large TV, a small kitchen area and an en-suite bathroom with cream tiling. However, my favourite thing about the room must be the wardrobe! It is huge and walk in with two long rails for clothes, draws and many racks for shoes. Already I can tell that I will love it here, it already feels like home! Now, unpack and have a shower. Travelling is dirty business! Then I will venture downstairs to get food. That seems like a good idea. I will explore the city tomorrow and make sure that I'm ready for school on Tuesday. Urgh, school. The reason that I am here! My only hope is to make friends that I can stay with for this year. That would be perfect!

I love the after shower feeling, all warm and relaxed! Entering my closet I decide on some appropriate clothing... I settle for a pair of dark blue skinny jeans and a floaty Chanel top. Paired up with my Gucci heels and a pale lipgloss I look perfectly fine! I grab my handbag, with my key, purse and phone in it and walk out. The lift is close to my room so I'm down into the reception again in no time. Following my prior instructions, I enter the restaurant and bar area looking for food.

It is fairly empty, with a few boys sat drinking at part of the bar. Setting on a risotto with a lobster bisque I wait for my order to arrive. Whist waiting I take a look around. A girl just walked in and she's beautiful! Such a shame she's frowning, she could be such a beauty with a smile on her face. She looked over at my table quizzically and sees me looking. Instantly a blush creeps up my cheeks. I cannot believe that already I am getting a reputation for staring at people! The girl smirked and walked out again in a flourish. I wonder what her problem was? My food finally arrived and it was good! I paid for it and left for my room. Jet lag is making me more tired than I've ever been before!

The lift ride to my floor was incredibly awkward. One of the boys who was sat at the bar got in with me and pressed the top number. Penthouse? Nice. His phone beeped just as the lift started moving. Thanks to the mirrors I could see the message. It looked like some sort of... Blog? Reading it again I went pale.

"Looks like New York has got a newbie staying in the ever famous hotel, but who is she and why is she here? xoxo Gossip Girl." attached to it was an image of me getting out of the taxi. What was this thing? A stalkers blog? I was so engrossed in my own thoughts I completely missed my floor.
"Shit!" I cussed forgetting I was with another person. "I'm so sorry! I'm not used to this kind of lifestyle... London is so different!" He just smirked and shook his head. Was there something wrong with him? We reached his floor and he was about to leave when he said something that left me confused.
"I'm Chuck Bass." With that he walked into the flashy suite leaving me to go back down. Who is Chuck Bass?

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A/N
Hello again! So the first chapter is up... How do you like the collage at the top? I can see Cara playing Eleanor for some reason but I'd appreciate feedback on what you think!
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