！ And our awesome photo shoot for W right before graduation？ I still get pliments on that。”
Jenny beamed。 Soon she’d be telling Serena she once stole her jog bra from her locker。
Dan stood up from the table； needing a break。 He picked up the empty casserole dish and headed toward the kitchen after Harold and Giles。 He paused when he saw Harold’s hand on the back of Giles’s neck； and made his way back to the table。 He plunked down next to Serena and drained the rest of his wine。 Maybe he could at least get some good poetic inspiration from his misery。
The grown…up beauty queens； Lipstick traces of glory faded
In ghost hallways； empty yearbooks。 Angry。 Jaded。
Or not。
Serena’s cheeks ached from laughing so hard and she knew she was going to be more than a little hungover tomorrow； but she didn’t want to get up and leave the party yet。 Dinner had been over for almost an hour； but everyone was still sitting around the table； drinking wine and happily sping stories。
Almost everyone。
“Okay； so what do you miss the most about high school？” Serena waved her empty wineglass around like a Madison Avenue divorcée at a ladies…only luncheon and glanced around the table。 Dan had been silent the entire time。 Serena knew he felt out of place。 Even though he’d e to a lot of the parties they were remembering； he’d never really been part of their group of friends back in high school。 Still； that didn’t mean he had to sulk。
Jenny shrank lower in her seat； waiting for someone else to answer。 Of course； she was still in high school； but she didn’t want to call attention to that fact。
“I miss stealing homework from the smart kids；” Chuck offered with a wry smile at Dan。
“Thanks；” Dan said stiffly。 He had supplied Chuc