not just a bitch

Sweaty bodies, silky sheets, pulses oh so high, and two heavily breathing teens, one richer than the other. That's the upper east side for you, when the party's over and the drugs long taken, hormones take over and horny teenagers begin to call their whatever, under the influence of whatever for a passionate session of sex, or whatever pleases them at the moment.

You would expect a certain boy with a scarf to be the king of occasional hook-ups, but now that even the devil himself can call somebody his girlfriend, a new queen of meaningless sex has arrived.
Her Name? Avery Rhodes, the prior golden girl and older half-sister of our beloved E&S Van der Woodsen is back in town for college and from what I've heard, a certain ex-boyfriend of hers, Henry Archibald, and her share some classes at Columbia. That will definitely be interesting to watch, so get your popcorn and champagne ready, cause the shows about to start.
You know you love me, xoxo gossip girl

"Ok, so as homework please write me an essay with about 3000 words, wether you'd recommend the death penalty in case of murder or not, deadline is on Monday if not submitted by then, you'll automatically get a F." Most people in class were writing down the information frequently, while a certain Rhodes girl was watching someone other than the professor.

Henry Archibald
The boy she used to love.
The boy she would like to kill and fuck at the same time.
The boy who broke her now not longer feeling heart.
That's what she would've said, if she was a fucking overdramatic bitch.
But she never was and will never be one.
She. Is. Avery. Fucking. Rhodes.
A Rhodes will never cry after a boy.

Cry once, get over it.
Her devise always worked.

That's what she thought.

Ha Ha, well no.
xoxo gossip girl

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