gossip girl 2 英文

第3部分 (第6/7頁)

ng　with　the　hottest　guys！”

“Crazy　night　last　night。　Damn；　my　head　hurts！”

The　last　news　Blair　had　received　was　a　postcard　this　past　summer：

“Blair：　Turned　seventeen　on　Bastille　Day。　France　rocks！！　Miss　you！！！

Love；　Serena；”　was　all　it　said。

Blair　had　tucked　the　postcard　into　her　old　Fendi　shoebox　with　all　the

other　mementos　from　their　friendship。　A　friendship　she　would

cherish　forever；　but　which　she’d　thought　of　as　over　until　now。

Serena　was　back。　The　lid　was　off　the　shoebox；　and　everything　would

go　back　to　the　way　it　was　before　she　left。　As　always；　it　would　be

Serena　and　Blair；　Blair　and　Serena；　with　Blair　playing　the　smaller；

fatter；　mousier；　less　witty　best　friend　of　the　blond　über…girl；　Serena

van　der　Woodsen。

Or　not。　Not　if　Blair　could　help　it。

“You　must　be　so　excited　Serena’s　here！”　Isabel　chirped。　But　when

she　saw　the　look　on　Blair’s　face；　she　changed　her　tune。　“Of　course

Constance　took　her　back。　It’s　so　typical。　They’re　too　desperate　to

lose　any　of　us。”　Isabel　lowered　her　voice。　“I　heard　last　spring　Serena

was　fooling　around　with　some　townie　up　in　New　Hampshire。　She　had

an　abortion；”　she　added。

“I　bet　it　wasn’t　her　first　one　either；”　Chuck　said。　“Just　look　at　her。”

And　so　they　did。　All　four　of　them　looked　at　Serena；　who　was　still

chatting　happily　with　Nate。　Chuck　saw　the　girl　he’d　wanted　to　sleep

with　since　he　could　remember　wanting　to　sleep　with　girls—first

grade；　maybe？　Kati　saw　the　girl　she’d　been　copying　since　she

started　shopping　for　her　own　clothes—third　grade？　Isabel　saw　the

girl　who’d　gotten　to　be　an　angel　with　wings　made　out　of　real

feathers　at　the　Church　of　the　Heave