at her with adoring brown eyes。 ？With you。？
All of a sudden that new OutKast song that no one could listen to without jumping to their feet
and wiggling their ass came blasting out of the speakers ten decibels louder than the smooth R&B
that had been playing before。 Serena bounded over； grabbed Vanessa？s hand； and pulled her out of
the chair。 ？e on； groovy girl；？ she coaxed。 ？Show me what you got。？
Vanessa had always loathed dancing； at least in public； but she needed to get away from Dan
right now； and all his intensity。 Serena bumped hips with her and Vanessa laughed and bumped her
back。 She could feel Dan watching them intently； but she didn？t turn around。 The music was good；
and she felt vibrant and beautiful in her slippery； shimmering white Morgane Le Fay dress。 Dan
must have been crazy to think not going to college next year was a good idea。 Of course he was
going； but they could spend the summer together working it out。 The music grew louder still； and
Vanessa raised her bare arms in the air； grooving to it。 Dan was pletely nuts； but so was she
for ever having said she didn？t dance。
N？s trail of tears
Nate sat on the edge of one of the Yale Club lounge？s oriental carpets； pretending to watch the
Spin the Bottle game。 That French hippie chick； Lexie； who？d followed him around for a few
weeks claiming to be madly in love with him； and her other L？？cole friends were sitting in a tight
circle only a few feet away； all wearing crocheted halter tops with their skinny bellies showing；
smoking Gauloises like fiends。 He hoped she wouldn？t notice him。
Too late。
？Nate？？ Lexie sat up on her haunches； her scrawny； tan tummy bulging in a