The Cullens move to the Upper East Side to start over. What will S and B have to say about this? XOXO Gossip Girl
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How's your first day back at school, Upper East Siders? Sorry to interrupt, but I have the latest dish that everyone's dying to know.
B and this new brunette having a showdown before class even started.
S helping the same brunette, who is she, anyway?
I'll keep you posted.
My phone buzzed as I led Bella to our calc class. I knew before I even flipped open my phone that it was a gossip girl hit. Call it UES intuition. I rolled my eyes as I read the post.
"You haven't even been here a day yet and Gossip Girl is already reporting on you." I said, laughing. Bella looked confused again and I shook my head in disbelief. "You don't know who Gossip Girl is?" She shook her head. "Where are you from, like, Siberia? Gossip Girl is the anonymous blogger who reports on our schools. Basically, she keeps the flow of drama consistent." Bella nodded as though she understood, but I had a feeling that they didn't have stuff like this at her old school. I smiled at her; she was really nice, but very naïve.
"Here we are. Mr. Tanner's room. Try to get a seat in the back; he has the tendency to spit." I warned her. She grimaced in disgust.
"Thanks." She responded. I waved it off with my hand.
After receiving a couple seconds of glaring and reprimanding from Mr. Tanner, he forgave us for being late and sent us to the only two open seats in the class which were in the front. I groaned and sat down, nearly scuffing my Oscar de la Rentas. Mr. Tanner began to drone on about the lesson and I started drawing squigglys on my notebook. I looked over at Bella, she too looked unbearably bored.
"Grab your umbrellas." I mumbled as Mr. Tanner came to speak at the front of the class, saliva flying everywhere. I started mindlessly plotting ways to escape this wretched class, and before I had even decided what I was going to do, my hand flew in to the air.
"Yes, Serena?" Mr. Tanner said. He had trouble looking me in the eye, and I couldn't help but wonder if it was because he was mildly attracted to me, his student. Gross.
"Bella is new to Constance Billard, and I was supposed to give her a tour today, we both have free period next hour, and the teachers said I should leave first hour early so I have time to give her the full tour." I rambled, scrambling to make sense of what I was saying. That was one of the gifts of being a van der Woodsen. I had inherited my mother's gift of always saying the right thing at the right time.
"Of course, welcome, Bella." I jumped out of my seat and grabbed Bella by the arm. She was freezing!
"C'mon." I mumbled as we shuffled out of the classroom. When the door was shut behind us, a huge grin spread across my face. Bella smiled, too, although she looked a bit shaken.
"'Lemme guess, you've never cut class, either?" She smiled to herself, at some inside joke that I wouldn't understand.
"I've cut class before!" She said, defending herself. I rolled my eyes.
"Come on. We can go walk around the met, we can get a frozen yogurt or something." I suggested. Bella shrugged. I led her down the tiled hallway till we reached my locker, number 118.
"Oh, wow, you're locker is right next to mine." Bella said. I raised my eyebrows.
"Huh. We can be locker buddies!" I said with renewed enthusiasm. Bella laughed. I opened my locker and grabbed my new khaki colored Burberry trench. It wasn't very cold in New York yet, but when it was windy it go chilly. I slipped my coat on and threw my books in my locker. "You can put your books in my locker for now if you want." I offered. Bella nodded.
"Thanks." She put her books on the bottom of my locker and turned to me. "Ready?" She asked. I nodded and put my arm through her freezing cold one. We walked out the doors and crossed the street.
"The met is only a couple blocks from here." I told her.
"Okay, I don't mind walking."
"Good, because unless you have a limo, or can tolerate cabs, you'll be doing a lot of it." I started counting the cracks in the sidewalk, trying to find a pattern in where I stepped.
"I don't think Blair likes me." Bella said quietly. "I was wondering, why?" I smiled kindly at her.
"Don't mind Blair. She really is awesome once you get to know her. She's had a tough couple of years, and she just makes sure that everyone knows their place." We continued walking as Bella digested this information. We approached the met steps and I looked up. "Speak of the devil, and she doth appear." I muttered, grinning. "This will be interesting." I started to climb the steps when Blair saw me. First hour had ended about ten minutes ago, and Blair had free period second hour, which explained why she wasn't in school. Her face lit up with a smile when she saw me.
"Serena!" She called. She motioned for me to join her until she saw who I was with. Her hand dropped to her lap and her smile faded. I gave her a pleading look and she stopped glaring. She raised one eyebrow and motioned once more for us to sit with her, it was a stiff, cold gesture, and I knew that this would result in more drama than I had bargained for. With Blair - despite her gorgeous looks - it was bound to get ugly. Bella and I walked up the steps, with smiles plastered on our faces, ready to deal with the wrath of Waldorf.
"Hey man, did you see those new chicks? Wow." My best friend, Chuck, said to me.
"Nah, I was late today, so I didn't see them, though I think I've heard enough about them to get a pretty good idea." I responded. We were sitting in free period, our last class, messing around. Chuck was wearing his monogrammed scarf and leaning against the railing we were sitting in front of. His speech was a little slurred and he looked a little messed up. He was either really high, or really drunk. I just laughed at my friend and opened my new Mac laptop. I logged on to my email to find one from Blair and Serena.
I'm having a party tonight, to celebrate the beginning of our senior year. Chuck is invited, though he may not have received his invitation because he's always too stoned to do anything. Just keep him away from me. Feel free to bring a date, or not. I don't really care. It's at Kati's parent's loft. They have a swimming pool and a sauna, so feel free to bring a bathing suit. There will be drinks and caterers, as well. I hope to see you tonight!
Are you going to Blair's senior party tonight? I invited my new friend Bella Cullen; she's one of the new kids. I think she's bringing the rest of her family, too. You better be going! I haven't seen you in sooooo long! I miss you. L
I love you!
I laughed at two of his best friends. I quickly typed a vague acceptance email to Blair's invitation, and then I started on Serena's.
Yeah, I'll be there! I miss you, too. Hey, would you wanna go as my date?
It was short and sweet. I knew that she'd accept. I couldn't help but wonder if we'd ever actually get together. I'd always loved Serena and Blair, but it was different with Serena than it was with Blair. My email beeped, letting me know that I'd received a response.
Absolutely. Pick me up at eight? Mwa, you know you love me!
Yeah, I do. I smiled quietly to myself and then began to write an essay about Paradise Lost. The whole thing was in iambic pentameter, and we were expected to be able to recite a paragraph from the book correctly. Ugh.
I was slowly typing nothing of importance when I looked over and saw some kid I had never met before. He was huge, like, really muscular. He had dark curly hair and looked incredibly menacing. I realized that he must be one of the new kids. Thanks to my excellent breeding, I knew how to introduce myself and be rather charming when necessary.
"Hey, I'm Nate Archibald; you're one of the Cullen's, right?" He looked down at me from where he was standing and grinned, he was just as good looking as I was. He nodded.
"Emmett Cullen." I smiled at him.
"Hey, if you and your family don't have any plans, my ex girlfriend," I checked myself. "She's my friend, too. But, anyway, she's having a party. You guys should come." He seemed to think about it.
"Sure. I don't see why not. Where is it?" I didn't know the address of Kati's parent's loft.
"I'm not actually sure. Do you know how to use your school email?" He nodded.
"Yep!" I laughed at his enthusiasm.
"I'll email you the address later. It was nice to meet you, man."
"You, too. Thanks for the invitation." Emmett said. He walked down the hall with an easy going strut. He reminded me a lot of myself, actually. I think I like this Emmett kid. Just then my phone beeped in the newest gossip girl blog.
Gossip Girl here,
In case you didn't hear, B's throwing a first day of school party. One day down, and, like, two hundred more to go. The party is at K's parent's loft, where there is going to be a bar, caterers, and a pool! So girls, bring your new Eres bikinis that you can wear one last time before your tans fade and your highlights go dark. And boys? Just bring yourselves. I don't know about the rest of you, but I sincerely hope the Cullens show up, then maybe I can give those new boys proper welcomes. See you tonight.
Just then, the bell rang, signaling that it was time for me to head home. I gathered my laptop and books and headed straight for the front of the school, to wait for my driver. I saw Serena getting in to the black Mercedes that her driver drove, and before she got in, she looked up and saw me. She blew me a kiss before getting in to the car. I smiled.
"Why don't you just ask her out?" A voice asked, snapping me out of my reverie. I turned to see Blair sitting on the stairs behind me. Her legs were crossed and she looked as gorgeous as always. I couldn't help but laugh at myself; I was forever stuck between two girls.
"She's my date for the party tonight." I said lamely. Blair raised her delicately plucked eyebrows.
"You two are crazy about each other, just make the first move!" She insisted. I shook my head, smiling.
"Who would have thought that one day; you would be encouraging me to ask Serena out." I knew that no matter what, I would always love Blair, even if it was more in a sisterly way. I felt bad that Chuck had hurt her so badly when he blew her off in Tuscany, but I didn't really want to get in to the middle of it.
"Well, my car is here, so I guess I will see you...and Serena, tonight." Blair got up, waved, and left.
I sat down on the steps and put on my iPod, turning it up to nearly full volume. I soon heard a muffled honking and looked up to see my car. I blinked once and went home to mentally prepare for tonight.