Serena probably would？ve failed chemistry and not graduated if it hadn？t been for her。 She
hated they way they must look standing side by side in their matching suits。 People probably
thought they？d bought them together or something。 One thing was for sure？Blair was definitely
making Serena change her outfit before her big party at the Yale Club tonight。 No fucking way
was she allowing Marcus to see how much better Serena looked in that damned suit。
Mrs。 M had had enough。 Half an hour of shaking parents？ hands and offering a few lame
anecdotes about their sweet； intelligent daughters； and she was off to Woodstock for the summer
to watch Vonda weed their heirloom tomato collection wearing only the red embroidered halter
top Mrs。 M had bought for her at a craft fair last weekend。
？Take your seats； girls；？ she ordered； dismissing Blair and Serena。
They walked back to the pews。 There was no room for Serena； so she perched on Vanessa？s
knee。
？You have my blessings。？ Mrs。 M blew the seniors a kiss。 ？And now； class is dismissed！？
Whooopppeeee！
her heart is on some other boy？s sleeve
After the ceremony； Nate did a few bong hits with the other boys in the billiard room over at
Jeremy？s； but his heart wasn？t in it。 They were all high school graduates； while he was
still ？diploma pending。？ Whatever the fuck that meant。
Leaving them to celebrate without him； he meandered slowly west on Eighty…sixth Street toward
home； thankful that his parents had been so pissed off at him for that goddamned asterisk that
they？d gone straight up to Mt。 Desert Island for the week； leaving him in peace。 Up in his room；
he began to sort through his cedar w