。 。 。 I？ll call you later；？ Nate said unfortably； looking down at the carpet。 His
shoulders rose in a deep； shuddering sigh。 ？When you？re a little more calm。？ Which might be
never。
？What do you want me to say； Nate？ Congratu…freakinglations？ Hey； at least you can call me to
help you with yourhomework ？！？ Blair screamed as he opened the door and closed it softly behind
him。
Don？t go giving him any ideas。 。 。 。
TO： caligirl90210@gmail。
FROM： Bwaldorf@constancebillard。edu
Subject： re： We？re Roomies！
Dear Alana；
P。P。S。 Forget every fucking thing I just said。 I hope you？re at least a semi…fucking normal human
being； because no one else in my life is。
See you soon。
Blair
tangled up in s
Nate walked out of Blair？s apartment building and onto Fifth Avenue； grateful for the
anonymous noise and clamor of the busy street。 At least no one was yelling at him out here。 He
knew that she wouldn？t take the news that he wasn？t going to Yale with her well or anything； but
he hadn？t expected it to bethat bad。 He stopped on the corner and pulled out a pack of cigarettes。
He was tempted by the tightly rolled emergency joint he？d shoved in the back； but pulled out a
Parliament instead and lit the tip； his hands shaking。
He was trying to think with his balls like Chips said。 He？d thought that if he just came clean to
her； everything would just fall into place。 Sure； he？d be in Manhattan for an extra year； but they？d
see each other every weekend。 It wasn？t like hewanted to stay behind in the city while Blair and
Serena？his girls？were up in New Haven。
Nate exhaled a cloud of smoke and started walking uptown； not kno