went on in an oblivious loud voice； eating up the attention。 ？Everyone has a calling； and I think
fashion is mine。？
？What about London？ What about Lord Whatsisname？？ Serena demanded。 Were the rumors
about his English fianc？e actually true？ She didn？t usually listen to gossip； but there had to be a
reason for Blair to give up a royal romance in London to e home and take a summer job。
？It？s a long story。？ Blair sighed dramatically。 She was a working woman with a past。 Now if
Serena would just loan her that dress 。 。 。
？Tell it to me tonight；？ Serena whispered excitedly。 ？Ken？s putting me up in my own apartment。
You should totally e over。 Shit； screw that？move in with me！？
？Well 。 。 。？ Blair hesitated。 She？d moved around a lot lately： the Plaza Hotel； Williamsburg； the
Yale Club； London。 And wasn？t she supposed to be home； close to her baby sister？
？Did I mention that I？m now living on East Seventy…first Street？？ Serena knew full well that
Blair Waldorf of all people would recognize that address。
Move into the apartment fromBreakfast at Tiffany？s ！
？I just need to pack my bags；？ Blair responded stoically； as if she could hide the fact that she was
practically peeing in her pants with excitement。 ？I？ll be there tonight。？
She threw her arms around Serena in a fit of impetuous enthusiasm。 Everything always had a
way of turning out just right； especially when Serena was involved。 This time they really would
stay friends forever。
If you can call the next few days forever！
karma chameleon
Dan Humphrey slipped into the disgusting employees…only restroom in a dank corner of the
basement of the Strand clutching a tiny black to