ing school way back in fourth grade。 She was tall for her age； and
Nate was always such a gentleman about her lack of rhythm and the way she stepped on his
insteps and jutted her bony elbows into his sides。 He？d finesse it by grabbing her hand and
spinning her around so that the skirt of her puffy； oyster…colored satin tea…length Bonpoint dress
twirled out magnificently。 Their teacher； Mrs。 Jaffe； who had long blue hair that she kept in place
with a pearl…adorned black hairnet； worshipped Nate。 So did Serena？s best friend； Blair Waldorf。
And so did Serena？she just hadn？t realized it until now。 Serena shuddered and her perfect skin
broke out in a rash of goose bumps。 Her whole body seemed to be having an adverse reaction to
the idea of revealing something she？d kept so well hidden for so long； even from herself。
Nate wrapped his lacrosse…toned arms around her long； narrow waist and pulled her close；
tucking her pale gold head into the crook of his neck and massaging the ruts between the ribs on
her back with his fingertips。 The best thing about Serena was her total lack of embarrassing flab。
Her entire body w