from the rooftop that was supposed to be reserved for twilight v&t？s with Vanessa while they
planned a way to sabotage Serena？s run for senior speaker； Blair had hadenough 。 She dug into her
Fendi purse and grabbed her cell phone； pressing the buttons frantically。
？Blair darling？ To what do I owe the pleasure； chica？？ Chuck Bass answered in a loud voice；
sounding more gay than usual。 ？Don？t tell me； you？ve secretly been in love with me all these
years and now that we？re about to graduate； you？re finally bold enough to tell me。？
？Not exactly；？ Blair snapped。 ？You？re the only one I know with a car。？
？A pearl gray convertible Jag isn？t just a car； it？s a mobile pleasure den。？ Chuck tooted the horn
in the background。 ？I happen to be in ？the car？ as we speak。？
？Whatever。？ Blair threw open the loose…hinged plywood door to the cramped； mothball…smelling
coat closet in the living room and yanked out her two matching brown leather； gold…embossed
Louis Vuitton duffel bags。 The bags were still partially packed； since Vanessa didn？t have enough
closet space to acmodate Blair？s endless wardrobe。 All she had to do was fold in the dresses
hanging from the closet rail and fill a shopping bag or four or five with the mere thirty…six pairs of
shoes she？d brought with her； and she？d be ready to roll。 ？Can you e get me？？
？Of course； my sweet。？ Chuck？s voice took on a faux paternal tone。 ？You？re not in any sort of
trouble； are you？？
Blair grimaced at the sight of a roach motel camped in the back of the closet； a half…dead roach
flailing its hind legs on its doorstep。 ？I？m inWilliamsburg ；？ she wailed； as if she were being held
hostage in somebody？s basemen