e and less stodgy than some of the other rooms in the club。
The lounge was the perfect place to escape from the heat。 And it went with her dress。 ？Pretty soon
we？ll all be at Yale；？ she mused。
The two girls stared at each other； their blue eyes locked； trying to decide whether that was a
good thing or a bad thing。
Serena giggled。 ？And we can take the train back to the city and stay here； and our parents won？t
even know we？re in town！？
That does sound like fun。
？This would be such a great place to have a party；？ Blair chimed in； deciding to be nice。 She
blinked； wondering why she hadn？t thought of it before。 Of course； it meant there？d be a lot of
random crashers？other seniors from dopey schools that she didn？t even know； and random juniors
who thought they were cool now because they were going to be seniors next year。 But she was
Constance Billard？s graduation speaker。 It made perfect sense that she should host a graduation
party？thegraduation party。
She gave Serena a stiff hug； barely keeping her cigarette holder aloft to avoid setting fire to her
hair。 ？We always have the best ideas；？ she murmured； half to herself and half to her old friend。
Serena smiled eagerly； even though she had no idea which ideas Blair was referring to。 ？Don？t
we？？ she agreed。
Nate had brought a couple of prerolled joints along with him。 He and Lord Marcus made
themselves fortable in the lord？s gold…and…white…wallpapered suite； blasting the AC as they
lay on their backs on the king…size； apricot…colored bedspread； puffing away and trading secrets
about Blair。
See； boys really are worse than girls。
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