s body and it went dead。 After inspecting it closely to make sure there were no tiny
parts that might e off； she left it in baby Yale？s crib。
Because you？re never too young for your first cell。
Blair glanced at her Chanel bracelet…watch。 She was due at Bailey Winter？s soon； and it
wouldn？t do to be late。 She walked down the long hall toward the kitchen； where she found her
mother stationed at the marble…topped island； nibbling on a cold rillette sandwich despite the fact
that they were supposed to be leaving any minute。 Blair？s younger brother； Tyler； and his
girlfriend； Jasmine； were clustered around her on low…backed stools； sipping Cokes。
？Nice to see you again； Blair。？ Jasmine beamed an adoring smile across the cool white kitchen。
Jasmine was Blair？s stalker。 This had bee infinitely clear when she showed up at Blair？s
graduation party wearing the exact same white Oscar de la Renta suit Blair was wearing。 Her
nearly…black hair was remarkably shiny and healthy looking； but she was probably the most
annoying person alive。
？Mom；？ Blair ordered； ignoring Jasmine。 ？Put that down。 We？ve got to get going。？
？Hush；？ her mother reprimanded； dusting some invisible crumbs off the marble…topped
island。 ？We？ve got time。 Besides； I？ve been going to Bailey Winter？s house for years。 That man is
always ten minutes late。 It？s a known fact。？ She took another bite of her sandwich。
？Bailey Winter？？ Jasmine looked excited。 She spied Blair？s shoes。 ？Thoseare Bailey Winter！ I
have the same ones in black。 I should？ve gotten the ivory。？
Blair glared at her。
？Hey Blair？？ asked Tyler as he simultaneously downloaded songs onto his iPod and sent a text