her way； Serena knew she？d pee her pants with amusement。 But Blair kept her back turned。 Serena
sighed。 Only a week ago they？d been best friends again。 Now this。 She and Nate were together；
and Blair wasn？t speaking to them。
Hooking up in the bathroom at Isabel？s party had been a total accident； and if Blair hadn？t
caught them； they probably would have left it at that。 But it would have been just plain cruel to
hook up in front of her and then not try to make it mean something。 Though she and Nate had
never actually discussed it； they both cared about Blair too much not to stay together so she
wouldn？t think it was just some random； horny hookup between two beautiful； self…centered
people who couldn？t control themselves。
Which； of course； it was。
Besides； it wasn？t like being together was hard。 They were both gorgeous； they loved each
other？always had？and Serena？s Fifth Avenue penthouse was only four blocks away from Nate？s
town house between Park and Lexington。 Plus； all they really ever did was fool around because a）
they？d known each other since they were toddlers； so there wasn？t anything new to know； and b）
even though Serena would have been happy to； they couldn？t go all the way because Nate seemed
to be having a problem lately。？
Oh？And what sort of ？problem？ might that be？
？Hey； Serena；？ Isabel called over from the Stella McCartney rack。 ？I heard you got nominated
for senior speaker by Mr。 Beckham。？
Serena propped the purple…fruited headband back on its hook。 ？Really？？ she responded with
genuine amazement。 Mr。 Beckham was Constance Billard？s film teacher。 She had stopped taking
film in ninth grade and hadn？t even b