？Okay。？ Fiona hitched her ugly green backpack up on her shoulder。 ？I？ll e back and get you
in； like； an hour and ten。 We can get bagels in the caf？ and I？ll show you my room。？
Whoa； sounds like a party。
Jenny was already sure she was never going to see Fiona again because Fiona was going to get so
caught up in her irregular verbs or whatever； she？d forget all about how she？d left Jenny with the
coolest； worst…behaved girls at Hanover。 She pulled a tube of Chanel Stroppy lip gloss out of her
bag and smeared some on。 Then she stepped inside the mon room。 ？Hi；？ she announced
shyly。 ？I？m Jennifer。 I？m visiting from the city？ I go to Constance Billard？you know； where
Serena van der Woodsen went？？ She knew it was lame to mention Serena right away； but she
wanted these girls to know that she was cool； that she was one of them。
One girl with short black hair and beautifully painted Chanel Vamp toenails glanced her way but
then looked quickly away again。 Other than that； no one seemed to hear what she？d said。 The
wood paneling in the mon room gave off an amber glow； and the oriental carpet beneath
Jenny？s feet was in perfect condition。 She felt like she was in the den of some old mansion rather
than in a school。
？So； I hear Hanover can get pretty crazy sometimes。 At least； that？s what Serena told me；？ Jenny
babbled on； still standing in the doorway like an idiot。 She wanted to make it very clear that she
didn？t just knowof Serena。 They were pals。
？Shush；？ whispered a beautiful blond girl with legs so long and so tan； they looked fake。 ？You？re
going to get us in trouble。？
Hello？Since when were Hanover girls worried about getting into trou