- Hey, you there! - She said to Nate and Jenny. - Come on! We are giving a party! Come! Come! As always, Serena was acting on impulse. Even went through her head that they were the last little shit in the world who wanted to see Blair. Jenny always very venerou Serena, and riding a car with her and with others who were there seemed exciting and decadent. More exciting than walking the freezing cold while Nate was doid?o. She touched the arm of Nate. - Can we go?
Nate has to shoulder. Was ready for anything, since that could lead the based with him. - Sure. Why not? The door was opened and Jenny laughed as lively memory on the mass of legs and knees with socks trawler with smokings and if espremia in a tiny corner near the window, next to a girl who wore the shoes most beautiful and seemingly more expensive it now turns. A girl who, incidentally, was the ex-girlfriend of Nate, Blair Waldorf. The face of Jenny was red as tomato and she immediately turned his head to the other side, giving the man with the look of bastard Chuck Bass, the jerk who had tried to give it a squeeze booked the bathroom of the party in Boca Kiss in October . Tá seeing what happens when you enter a limo without first checking who's there? d can get rid of marriage Daniel Humphrey bite your fingernail pink to Vanessa Abrams and spat in rough brown carpet of his bedroom. The nail was much longer than the other and he was tired of the way it always arranhva accidentally. -Hey, that was my guitar unhada - Vanessa protested, moving his hand with a wrench and examining the damage. Dan laughed. His face is pale brown hair under the contort embarrassed. He rarely cut their hair, but the hair too large combined with the image of poet desgrenhada and supercafeinada it. -As you touch guitar. Vanessa has the shoulders and rub the top of the head and almost black with a scraped knuckle pale. He had huge brown eyes, fair skin and red lips and thin and could even be beautiful, if stopped shave his head. But Vanessa does not call for the beauty, rather the darker side of things, into their ugly. -How do you know? - She said. - During the day I am with you, but at night I play tock. -Do you like music or high - zombou Dan He pushed the bed and began to tickle her in the armpits. - Your favorite CD is a recording of a tempestada with thunder. -Stop it! - Vanessa winch, debating arms and legs and bufando hysterical. - Daniel Randolph Humphrey, stop it now! Alas they were not so cute? Dan patou to tickle her and feels. -You said the word prohibited. Vanessa pulled down the neck of black blouse rulê on the white belly and slightly chubby. -Randolph, Randolph, Randolph. Who gives a child a middle name that? It seems the name of condoms or porn star or something. Randolph the Lubrificador! - Uivou it. Dan was in complete silence suddenly, Franz enfiava the forehead while the finger in a cigarette burn in the old green army blanket to your bed. Vanessa feels. -Sorry. Promeri would not sacanear your middle name and now I am here, laughing at him like a fool. But it was not Dan that was boring -Clark has what, so kind, twenty-two? - He asked. The brown eyes of Vanessa were even greater. Clark was the oldest bartender who was with her before the plug of Dan finally dropped and he understood that he and Vanessa should be more than friends. -Yeah, so what? It is-it bartender. Type stud? -I guess. - She still did not understand where he wanted to reach. Dan shot out of bed and turn on the Camel millionth of the day. Inhale deeply and breathed a bluish-gray vapor in the air over the head of Vanessa. She knew he was trying to appear calm, but his eyes were nervous. -So you ... hmmm .. trance, or what? Vanessa first tried to suppress a smile. So that was it. She thought the answer. Half-way. Type-well, that means you did or did not that means? Type-done, but not that much - Vanessa replied slowly. She and Clark transaram twice. The first time was in full daylight. She was so ashamed of their bodies that not much attention paid to other things. The second time she felt more relaxed, but still could not understand why this was so good. For her, it was funny so prehistoric. Kind, was exactly the same as all those zebras and hyenas were at the time of mating in those programs over nature. Still, it was legal means have done. It was with that she felt she had more substance, as a story-I was-there-and-done. -I - Dan gave another shot in the cigarette. And then another. He followed the seam of travesserio stained coffee. He was a virgin and not Vanessa. He did not know how you feel with regard to that.
Indeed, he knew. He felt nervous, stupid, low, gaunt, pale, strange and completely inappropriate. For what Vanessa had to date and sex with another man? -Look, I know you virgin - Vanessa said abruptly. -But that does not mean we have to continue. - She raised sugestivamente the thick black eyebrows and smiled. Dan looked at her and smiled, too, the lovely pink cheeks acquiring a heavy constraint. -Really?