gossip girl 8 英文- 第20部分

　Growl。　

Blair　hitched　up　the　straps　on　her　totally　see…though　cream…colored　Cosabella　camisole。　If　it　
hadn？t　been　for　Lord　Marcus；　she？d　have　grabbed　the　girl　by　the　scruff　of　the　neck　and　thrown　her　
out　on　the　street。　

？Hey；　sis；？　Tyler　greeted　her　in　a　fake　stoner　voice；　puffing　up　his　shoulders　in　an　attempt　to　look　
bigger。　？This　is　Jasmine。　Jazz；　this　is　my　sister；　Blair。？　


？Cool；？　Blair？s　apple…cheeked　clone　responded　casually。　Like　she　hadn？t　just　spent　all　day　trying　
to　dress　exactly　like　Blair。　

Blair　wrinkled　up　her　pert　little　nose。　？I　got　the　part！？　she　heard　Serena　scream　from　the　other　
side　of　the　room；　for　what　seemed　like　the　thousandth　fucking　time。　She　picked　up　her　cigarette　
holder；　waiting　for　Marcus　to　give　her　a　light。　？How　do　you　do？？　she　replied　in　her　best　
gracious…under…pressure　Audrey　Hepburn　imitation；　blowing　smoke　over　her　brother？s　and　his　
stupid　little　girlfriend？s　heads。　

Serena　may　well　have　gotten　the　part；　but　Blairlived　it；　every　day。　

Nothing　can　keep　us　together　

It　was　almost　surreal　how　graduation　changed　everything　and　everybody。　The　party　was　like　
being　at　a　reunion；　except　that　they？d　only　just　graduated　that　morning。　Some　of　the　girls　were　
still　wearing　their　white　graduation　dresses　with　rubber　flip…flops　and　their　hair　all　undone；　
looking　like　runaway　brides。　The　boys　had　rolled　the　cuffs　up　on　their　neatly　pressed　khakis；　and　
their　school　ties　hung　askew　on　their　bare；　sun…kissed　chests；　so　that　they　resembled　models　in　a　
Ralph　Lauren　menswear　campaign；　dressed　up　for　cocktails　but　sitting　on　a　dock　with　their　feet　
dangling　in　a　lake　as　if　they？d　rather　drink　beers　together　than　go　back　inside　to　the　stuffy　cocktail　
party。　

Serena　thought　of　herself　as　an　emotional　person。　The　fashion　designer　Les　Best　had　even　named　
a　perfume　Serena？s　Tears　when　he？d　caught　her　weeping　in　the　snow　at　a　photo　shoot　in　Central　
Park。　She？d　always　thought　she？d　be　a　basket　case　during　graduation。　After　all；　she？d　grown　up　
with　these　people；　shared　the　same　ups　and　downs；　suffered　the　same　disappointments　and　
triumphs。　But　here　she　was；　nothing　short　of　ecstatic。　Even　Nate？s　mopey；　distracted　disposition　
couldn？t　bring　her　down；　becauseshe？d　gotten　the　part！　

Yes；　we　heard　her　the　first　time。　

In　his　usual　pretentious；　oddball　manner；　Ken　Mogul　hadn？t　even　watched　her　second　audition。　
He？d　kept　his　back　turned；　trying　to　ascertain　whether　she　radiated　the　right　energy　for　the　part。　
When　she　finished　delivering　her　lines；　he　didn？t　turn　around；　just　held　up　his　hand　and　
said；　？Thank　you。？　

The　second　audition　had　taken　place　in　an　old　warehouse　in　the　Meatpacking　District；　on　the　
opposite　end　of　Manhattan　from　Brick　Church。　Serena　was　already　dressed　for　graduation；　and　
she？d　promised　to　pay　her　taxi　driver　handsomely　if　he　waited　for　her　outside。　Within　seconds；　she　
was　hurtling　east　on　Fourteenth　Street；　praying　that　Mrs。　M　wouldn？t　make　her　repeat　her　senior　
year　and　realizing　too　late　that　she？d　left　her　shoes　behind。　


After　graduation；　over　lunch　at　Tavern　on　the　Green；　her　mom　had　been　more　miffed　over　the　
missing　white　Jimmy　Choos　than　the　fact　that　Serena　had　nearly　skipped　the　ceremony。　？What　
kind　of　girl　goes　around　barefoot？？　Mrs。　van　der　Woodsen　wanted　to　know。　Then　Ken　Mogul　had　
called　Serena？s　cell。　

？I　don？t　like　tans　or　freckles；　so　please；　try　and　stay　out　of　the　sun。　We　start　shooting　at　Fred？s　
next　month；？　he　announced　gruffly。　Serena　just　sat　there　with　the　phone　pressed　against　her　ear；　
trying　to　figure　out　what　he　was　talking　about。　Then　she　realized：I　got　the　part。　I　got　the　part！　

Hello？　Can　we　change　the　subject　now　please？　

Her　parents　considered　acting　in　movies　somewhat　d？class？；　but　less　than　nine　months　after　
getting　kicked　out　of　boarding　school；　Serena　had　been　accepted　at　Yale；　Harvard；　Brown；　and　
Princeton　and　was　about　to　star　in　a　remake　ofBreakfast　at　Tiffany？s　：　They　could　hardly　
plain。　

I　got　the　part；　I　got　the　part！Serena　kept　screaming　to　herself。　Her　first　real　part　in　her　first　real　
movie。　For　the　first　time　in　her　life　she　realized　that　this　was　something　she　reallywanted　。　And　it　
hadn？t　just　happened。　She？dmade　it　happen。　Good　thing　she　was　now　at　a　party；　because　there　was　
an　excited　little　girl　on　a　trampoline　inside　her；　bouncing　and　bouncing　and　bouncing。　

Boing！　

？I　heard　she　and　Ken　Mogul　went　on　a　drug　binge　last　night　and　she　totally　talked　him　into　
giving　her　the　lead　in　his　movie。　He　was　all　set　to　skew　it　older　and　cast　Natalie　Portman；　but　
Serena　brainwashed　him；？　someone　whispered。　

？She　even　tried　to　get　him　to　cast　Nate　as　her　costar；　but　he？s　always　so　baked；　he　forgot　his　lines　
during　his　tryout；？　whispered　someone　else。　

？And　didn？t　you　hear？　Nate　totally　didn？t　graduate。　He　got　busted　for　stealing　painkillers　from　
the　nurse？s　office　at　his　school；　and　now　he　has　to　go　to　some　drug　rehab　prison　thing　in　thebad　
part　of　the　Hamptons；　like；all　summer　；？　Rain　Hoffstetter　informed　all　who　would　listen。　She？d　
hooked　up　with　Charlie　Dern　when　their　parents　had　parked　next　to　each　other　at　a　drive…in　movie　
theater　out　on　the　Cape　last　weekend。　They？d　been　talking　on　the　phone　every　night　since；　so　she　
was　very　up…to…date　on　her　Nate　information。　

Nate　was　grateful　for　his　role　as　Serena？s　mute　piece　of　arm　candy。　He　felt　like　he？d　been　
encased　in　six　inches　of　clear　plastic。　Everyone？s　voice　sounded　muffled　and　distant。　It　didn？t　
help　that　Blair　looked　radiant　on　Marcus？s　knee；　or　that　Serena　clearly　didn？t　need　a　boyfriend　
right　now；　or　that　he　was　incredibly　stoned。　

？Blair？！　Did　you　hear？　I　got　the　part！？　Serena　threw　herself　at　Blair　and　Lord　Marcus；　dragging　


Nate　along　with　her。　She　squeezed　Blair？s　shoulders　exuberantly。　？You？re　not　mad；　are　you？？　

Me；　mad？Blair　smiled　tensely；　still　intent　on　impressing　Marcus　with　her　sweet；　forgiving　nature。

　Ha！　

？You？re　such　an　excellent　actress；？　she　finally　told　her　ex…friend　politely。　？You　totally　deserve　
it。？　

Serena？s　ear…to…ear　smile　faded　slightly。　She　knew　Blair　too　well　not　to　be　able　to　gauge　that　she　
was　less　than　pleased　and　more　than　pissed。　Blair　was　plicated：　It　was　best　to　flee　when　she　
was　acting　volatile。　？Is　Vanessa　around？　I　can？t　wait　to　tell　her？I？m　totally　talking　to　Ken　Mogul　
about　hiring　her　to　film　the　movie！？　

Her　face　resolutely　blank；　Blair　pointed　to　where　Vanessa　was　sitting　in　the　corner　with　her　own　
personal　bottle　of　Stoli；　happily　signing　the　yearbooks　of　all　the　nonseniors　at　the　party　who　
thought　she　was　beyond　cool。　

？Vanessa　Marigold　Abrams！？　Serena　cried　and　dashed　across　the　room；　leaving　Nate　behind。　

Nate　stood　in　front　of　Blair　and　Lord　Marcus　all　cuddled　up　in　their　wing…back　chair；　his　hands　in　
his　pockets；　feeling　like　a　jerk。　

？How？s　it　feel？？　Lord　Marcus　asked；　reaching　up　to　shake　Nate？s　hand。　

Nate　didn？t　know　who　knew　about　his　graduation　predicament；　and　he　didn？t　much　want　to　talk　
about　it。　？I？m　just　glad　it？s　over；？　he　mumbled。　Lord　Marcus　looked　bigger　than　he　remembered；　
and　even　though　he　was　a　guy；　Nate　could　appreciate　how　handsome　he　was。　Blair　had　really　
scored。　

？That？s　how　I　feel；？　Blair　agreed　with　a　perky　smile。　She　reached　up　and　casually　stroked　the　
back　of　Lord　Marcus？s　tanned；　muscular　neck；　showing　off　how　fortable　she　was　talking　to　
Nate　while　sitting　on　Marcus？s　lap。　

Nate　suddenly　perked　up；　remembering　the　reason　he？d　e　to　the　party　in　the　first　
place。　？Blair；　can　I　talk　to　you　for　a　minute？？　he　asked；　although　to　him　it　sounded　like　he？d　
said；　？Woo　shee　ga　ga？？　

Blair　had　always　been　the　needy　one　in　their　on…again…off…again　relationship；　so　it　was　a　new　
experience　to　see　Nate　hovering　over　her；　looking　unfortable　and　a　little　desperate；　with　
something　bulky　stuffed　under　his　arm。　Was　he　going　to　give　her　a　present？　she　wondered。　God　
knew　she？d　given　him　enough　presents　in　their　time　together；　and　he？d　hardly　given　her　anything　
except　flowers　a　few　times；　when　he？d　thought　of　it。　


？Don？t　go　anywhere。　We？ll　be　right　back；？　she　murmured　to　Marcus。　She　slipped　off　his　knee；　
flashing　him　a　sultry　
I？m…only…tolerating…this…party…for…a…half…hour…more…before…I…tear…your…clothes…off　look。　Then　she　
followed　Nate　into　a　semiquiet　corner　of　the　crowded　room；　trying　to　appear　impatient　and　
indifferent　while　her　heart　thundered　so　furiously　in　her　chest；　she　wouldn？t　have　been　surprised　if　
it　were　visible　through　her　nearly　transparent　cream…colored　camisole。　

Nate　pulled　the　thing　out　from　under　his　arm？a　navy　blue　paper　Gap　shopping　bag；　folded　in　half。　
Blair　was　slightly　appalled。　He？d　bought　her　a　gift　at　the　Gap？　

？Here；？　he　murmured；　yanking　something　out　of　the　bag　and　handing　it　to　her。　Blair　recognized　it　
at　once：　the　moss　green　cashmere　V…neck　sweater　she？d　given　him　over　a　year　ago。　

？But　you　love　this　sweater；？　she　plained；　feeling　for　the　gold　heart　she？d　sewn　into　the　left　
sleeve　before　she　gave　it　to　him　so　he　would　always　be　wearing　her　heart　on　his　sleeve。　It　wasn？t　
there。　Blair　felt　inside　the　right　sleeve；　although　she　was　absolutely　positive　she？d　sewn　it　into　the　
left。　Nope。　Where　the　fuck　was　it？　

？I　just　don？t　think　it？d　be　right　to　keep　it；？　Nate　replied　solemnly。　He　blinked　hard；　willing　the　
tears　not　to　fall。　He　wondered　if　Blair　even　remembered　the　gold　heart；　which　was　now　sitting　in　a　
sailboat…shaped　blue…and…green　sea　glass　ashtray　beside　his　bed；　a　constant　reminder　of　their　failed　
relationship。　

Hey；　maybe　he　should　talk　to　Les　Best　about　a　new　men？s　cologne？Nate？s　Tears！　

？It？s　just　a　sweater；？　Blair　insisted；　feeling　pletely　confused。　Why　couldn？t　Nate　just　be　
normal　and　give　her　a　boring　Tiffany　chain…link　bracelet　or　something　to　congratulate　her　on　
graduating？　Was　this　his　way　of　saying　sorry；　or　that　he　wanted　her　back？　Well；　it　was　a　little　late　
for　that。　？Please；　keep　it。？　

？I　can？t；？　Nate　gasped；　choking　up。　He　wished　he　could　confide　in　Blair；　tell　her　all　about　how　
he？d　screwed　up　graduating；　how　he？d　screwed　up　in　general。　But　Nate　had　never　truly　confided　
in　Blair；　and　now　probably　wasn？t　the　best　time　to　start。　

？Fine。？　She　folded　the　sweater　neatly　and　placed　it　on　a　Yale…blue…upholstered　armchair　nearby。　
She　put　her　hands　on　her　hips；　determined　not　to　allow　herself　to　waver。　She　had　a　new　boyfriend　
now。　A　much；　much　better　one。　？Was　that　all？？　

Nate　nodded。　Then　he　took　a　step　forward；　closed　his　emerald　green　eyes；　and　placed　a　careful　
kiss　on　Blair？s　smooth；　soft　cheek。　He　opened　his　eyes。　？Congratulations；？　he　murmured　before　
turning　away。　

Blair　stood　there　for　a　moment　with　her　arms　folded　across　her　chest；　ignoring　the　stares　of　her　
whispering　classmates。It？s　just　a　sweater　；　she　repeated　silently　to　herself。　


　Yeah。　Right。　

Remind　me　how　much　i　love　you　

Dan　kept　his　hunter　green　Riverside　Prep　school　tie　on　for　Blair？s　party。　He　wanted　to　look　his　
handsomest　when　he　announced　to　Vanessa　that　he？d　deferred　admission　to　Evergreen　and　wanted　
to　spend　next　year　and　possibly　the　rest　of　his　life　with　her。　As　soon　as　they　arrived　at　the　party；　
Jenny　went　right　to　the